Dawn of Lordaeron

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"boom!"

Kel'Thuzad's sigh was not finished yet, Arthas had already broken through the wind and snow, and hit his skull with a punch.

The newly resurrected Lich did not expect such a "welcome" ceremony at all, and his tall body flew upside down like a rag doll.

The hard keel body collided with the iron wall of the ceremony hall, and the loud noise made the surrounding undead feel stagnant in their thinking.

"Ahem! What?"

Kel'Thuzad manipulated his magical power to float his body of the Lich, and the heavy blow just now made his newly recovered thinking slow.

Arthas dissipated the power of death surrounding his hands, and said coldly, "Kel'Thuzad, long time no see."

"You? Arthas...no, your Majesty the Lich King?" Kel'Thuzad fell into confusion after feeling the breath of Arthas.

During the time his soul was sleeping, he had not heard the call of the Lich King, so he didn't know what was happening outside.

After he was resurrected, he subconsciously thought that the plan of His Majesty the Lich King had succeeded, so he issued a sincere admiration.

But what he didn't expect was that when he had just regained control of his new body, he was a bit vaguely beaten with a heavy punch.

And when he saw Arthas, who stood in front of him clearly, and was no different from the living, the whole witch was in a sluggish state.

"What's going on with you? Why do you have the breath of the Lich King?" The hoarse voice of the Lich's soul was full of doubt and puzzlement.

"Maybe this will make you understand."

Alsace flipped his palm, and the cold wind from Northrend seemed to have heard the call and spontaneously poured into the room of the ceremony hall, imprisoning Kel'Thuzad.

As the contract with the Lich King was passed on to Arthas, Kel'Thuzad was unable to resist Arthas' power at all.

But at the same time, he also understood one thing-the Lich King has been replaced!

There was an inexplicable panic in the big lich's heart, which was originally an emotion that the undead should not have, but when he thought that the powerful undead monarch was replaced by others, he couldn't help but feel confused about the path he chose.

He tried all his best to do all kinds of disdainful things, wasn't it just to prove to the world that the path he chose was not wrong?

The demise of the Lich King shakes Kel'Thuzad's heart even more than Arthas's strength.

He was imprisoned in the air by Arthas, and his bones and Lich's armor made a harsh rubbing sound, but Kel'Thuzad did not appear to want to resist.

After a brief period of confusion, Kel'Thuzad had a rough idea of ​​his situation.

Although it is no longer the cruel Lich King who rules his soul and life, the problem is... he once killed the people of Lordaeron...

The Alsace in front of him was obviously not the fallen prince, and the punch just now made Kel'Thuzad know well: Arthas would definitely not give himself a good face.

"Wait, Your Royal Highness, I did cause harm to Lordaeron, but I think I can do something to repay it."

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Arthas tugged his hands, and the violent cold rushed through Kel'Thuzad's body. After suffering from the chill that almost made his soul freeze, Arthas finally let go of the Great Lich.

"Huh...huh..."

The body of the immortal lich was not damaged, but Kel'Thuzad's soul was extremely exhausted, not only because of his resurrection, but also because of the frost and wind just now.

Kel'Thuzad knew that Alsace's actions wanted him to understand that the body of the Lich was not completely immortal, and the master who played with the soul could still go beyond the protection of the phylactery and directly hurt his soul.

"You should be fortunate that I was found and killed before committing more sins," Arthas looked indifferent, "Kel'Thuzad, if you haven't really fallen, I don't mind sending you to see Patience. Ozu."

Kel'Thuzad didn't know that the real name of the former Lich King was Ner'zhul, but this did not prevent him from knowing that the guy behind this name must have disappeared.

"Yes, I understand, His Royal Highness—or should I call you Your Majesty?" Kel'Thuzad said flatly.

His dignity disappeared long after he succumbed to the authority of the Lich King, and now it was just another object of service, and there was no difference.

"It's up to you, Lich, but you should know what I mean."

Kel'Thuzad nodded repeatedly. He was already limited by Arthas's control. He knew that it was impossible for him to break free of this restraint. He accepted reality naturally.

What he pursues is only the true source of "death" along the way, and doesn't care who he serves.

Whether it was the original Lich King or Arthas, Kel'Thuzad knew his status very well.

He was just a mage expelled by Dalaran, deprived of all his reputation and titles, and was almost expelled from Dalaran by leaving home.

Hate is not hatred or anything, when he arrived at the Icecrown Glacier in Northrend and knelt down in front of the Lich King and his might, it was gone.

From that moment on, Kel'Thuzad realized that what he did would not be recognized by the living, and he would always be a ghost in the realm of death.

In this case, Kel'Thuzad also completely gave up the possible path of redemption. After recognizing the real "psychic", he was half numb and half expectantly boarded Naxxramas and went to Los Angeles. Dan Lun, prepare to implement the plan of the Lich King.

What happened after that was that the steps of spreading the plague were disrupted by Arthas, and he fell to a small village near Briar.

In the few seconds before completely bidding farewell to the world of the living, Kel'Thuzad understood for the first time what true death is.

Strangely, for some reason, after he died, he was supposed to be summoned by the Lich King, but his awake soul became so muddled that he had no idea what was happening in the world of the living.

Until today, he returned to the world of the living again, only to find that everything had become very different.

His master is no longer the Lich King who is aloof but seems out of place with Azeroth, but the prince of Lordaeron, Arthas who was once considered the "incarnation of justice".

As Kel'Thuzad bowed his head, he couldn't help feeling a little chill in his back: What is the prince's plot?

"The question you're thinking about right now doesn't make any sense," Arthas said while watching the Necromancers deal with the lost transformation circle, "Where is Naxxramas now?"

Kel'Thuzad was silent for a few seconds, seeming to feel the location of that undead floating fortress.

In the end, he gave an answer.

"Over the northern waters of Quel'Thalas-it is blocked by some strange magic, and I can't know its exact location."