Dawn of Lordaeron

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Arthas was keenly aware of the active fire elemental power, and he did not intend to let Ragnaros detonate the fire element here again.

After calling Magni and the others to pay attention to their own safety, Arthas rushed towards Ragnaros' arm-he wanted to completely sever Ragnaros's arm, so that he could not wield the Sulfuras warhammer temporarily.

At this time, the two fingers of the Balrog King that were temporarily cut off by Thoras had recovered most of them under the fire tongue, and as the flame grew, the elemental power accumulated in the warhammer became stronger and stronger.

Ragnaros understood that these guys standing in front of him were very difficult, not ordinary mortals, if they used this state to deal with Arthas and others, he would suffer a lot.

Therefore, he had to withdraw part of his strength, no longer suppressing the seawater that poured into the molten core from the gap, but directly burned a part of the rock wall, let it fall, and temporarily blocked the flow of water.

However, the sea spurred by Hydraxis is not so simple that it can be blocked. If Ragnaros can't destroy the enemy in front of him, the sea will still rush into the molten heart again.

The only conceited Balrog Lord believed that without restraining the roaring sea, he would be able to completely wipe out the reptiles that invaded his temple.

When he saw the "tiny" figure of Arthas rushing towards him carrying the warhammer, he disdainfully drove the magma around him, ready to completely bury this human like a leader.

For some reason, he hated Arthas so much. Perhaps the peculiar energy in Arthas reminded Ragnaros of a long time ago-it was a shameful failure.

Venting the anger on Arthas is a thing that makes Ragnaros feel very comfortable. After not driving the sea, the magma activity of Molten Core is almost several times higher. Those who are called by the Balrog King, The activated magma, as if possessing life, formed a twisting snake that swallowed Arthas.

Arthas didn't become surprised. He watched the magma snake approaching him, its pace changed, and he hid to the side. The "head" of the lava snake directly hit the ground, stirring up a large pool of hot liquid.

Although Arthas brushed past him, the light of dawn was dragged behind him. Arthas held the middle end of the hammer handle in one hand and the end of the hammer handle in the other. His feet plunged deeply into the ground. , The waist quickly turned, driving the upper body to dance the warhammer.

The light of dawn felt the master's will, and the metal elements of the hammer head were suddenly propped up by the holy light, and the energy of the holy light that almost turned into substance spewed out, and hit the lava without mercy.

The golden brilliance drove straight in, and golden cracks appeared everywhere in the body of the lava snake. With the rays of light, its body shattered, and the activated magma lost its support, and it fell like raindrops in the air.

The high-temperature magma rain fell in mid-air, and Arthas didn't have the intention of retreating. The power of the holy light emerged around his body, forming a solid barrier, pushing all the magma away, and he was blasting the rhythm of his huge body in the lava Continue to move fast.

Step on the ground!Take off!

Arthas leaped up from the fire and rain. The Balrog king looked at Arthas, and the flames in his huge body suddenly violent. It originated from the first flames in the world that turned into a storm of flames while spinning. In a flash, he swallowed Alsace's figure.

The billowing heat waves rushed in, and even Magni, whose skin turned into rocks, could feel the scorching heat. He quickly stopped the attack and turned around to protect Thoras and Sylvanas.

"Magney!"

Thoras exclaimed. He saw a painful look on the face of the dwarf king. Sylvanas' cloak was burned instantly. She and Thoras immediately pulled Magni's On the outer edge of the armor, the three rolled in embarrassment and hid behind a huge rock.

In just a few moments, Sylvanas smelled the smell of burnt leather handguards. She frowned and quickly retracted her hand, and found that it was carefully sewn by a cobbler and made by a special method. 'S magical handguards were almost burnt by the heat from Magni's armor.

Through the scorched leather armor, she could already see her white palms, and she quickly looked at Magni who had blocked most of the flames for herself and Thoras.

The armor of the dwarf king was red, as if he had just taken it out of the forge.

The skin of the rock cracked under the high temperature, and even signs of melting appeared in some places, and Magni's blood flowed out and was instantly evaporated.

"Magni?! Magni, are you okay?!" Solas quickly took off the kettle from his waist and prepared to use water to cool down, but only when he unscrewed the cap he found that the bottom of the kettle had been burned through. There is no drop of water inside.

Sylvanas took out an arrow from the quiver, snapped it off with a click, and surged the power of Neptune's blessing into the body of the arrow, and then inserted the arrow into McGonagall. On the ground in front of Ni.

Although she is not a mage, the inherent magical talent of high elves made her understand how to control the power of magic.

The power of the water element quickly summoned several pocket water elements. After they appeared, they began to spray water at Magni, trying to lower the temperature on his body.

Thoras looked at Sylvanas, but Sylvanas shook her head, indicating that she could only do so much.

After a simple cooling treatment, Magni sat up straight, the rock formation remained unchanged, but he opened his mouth and coughed violently, spitting out a puff of black smoke.

"Ahem!"

"Magney?"

The dwarf king moved his head, leaning on the stone and glared at Thoras, "It's not dead...hiss...but I can't move for a while. I have to maintain my current form to avoid the high temperature from continuing to cause it. damage."

"Huh..." Thoras breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm fine."

"King Magni is okay... but Arthas-he was in the center of the flame just now!"

After seeing that Magni was okay, Sylvanas suddenly thought of Arthas who was in the middle of the flame. They were so embarrassed that they were only covered by the aftermath. Although Arthas was very good at protecting as a paladin, but...

"Don't worry about him-he is more heat-resistant than my old bone!"

Magni smiled reluctantly, but these words obviously failed to calm Sylvanas and Thoras. They looked worriedly at the area still being burned by the flames, where the surrounding rocky ground was covered. Burning through and melting, it is hard to imagine how to escape from it.

The heart of the Flame Demon King is very happy. He likes to see his prey being swallowed by flames. After burning for so long, this human being should also...

Somehow, Sylvanas suddenly felt a little...cold?She thought she was in a high temperature environment and had a wrong perception of the temperature difference, but when she looked at Thoras, she found that he also seemed a little surprised.

Only Magni, who was still troubled by the high temperature, looked at the expressions of Sylvanas and Thoras, a little unclear, so he asked, "Huh? What's wrong? Why do you look so surprised?"

"You also feel... cold?" Sylvanas asked Thoras with some uncertainty.

Thoras nodded, "I thought it was an illusion... Is it Jaina?"

Magni was even more confused when he heard the two question and answer, "Cold? What are you talking about, we are in the center of the magma lake, even Jaina can't lower the temperature here, right?!"

At the moment when Magni was speaking, he suddenly saw something crystal clear before his eyes. He blinked his somewhat dry eyes, "Uh...what is this, volcanic ash?"

Sylvanas took off her burnt-through glove and held the thing that shouldn't have appeared in the underground magma lake with her hand.

This delicate hexagonal object stunned the three of them.

"Is... Snow?"

snow?Why is there snow here?!Will it snow in underground caves?!

Not only the Magni trio, but Jaina who was regaining her strength also saw the snow falling in front of her eyes. She subconsciously stretched out her hand, "Magic... is gathering?"

Outside the battlefield, the Duke Hydraxis, who maintained the area of ​​the water, lowered his head. He felt that the temperature of the water that was originally rising was continuously decreasing. The water elements that were fighting against the fire element, the water they drove seemed Brings a hint of coldness.

Ragnaros raised his head with some doubts, and looked at the water vapor gathered on the top of the cave. The water that had been evaporated by himself did not seem to leave his holy place, but gathered on top of his head, and is now being called by some power. , Condensed into pieces of crystal snowflakes, falling towards the ground.

The King of Flame never thought that one day there would be snow falling in front of him?!

After a brief astonishment and doubt, a sense of shame arose in his heart. Someone actually made snowflakes in his temple. This is really a great insult!

And the flame that was still raging was suddenly extinguished by a burst of white wind. Arthas stood in the center of the flame intact. Where the white wind swept across, the arrogant flame instantly went silent, but left behind. A place of ice crystals.

A sword floated behind the Paladin. This peculiarly shaped rune sword attracted everyone's attention the moment it appeared. However, the moment everyone looked at the rune sword, they felt their own soul. There was a sudden tremor.

It's like the feeling of palpitations rising from the bottom of the heart when a creature catches a glimpse of its natural enemy.

A blue flame was burning in the grinning sheep-head demon on the hilt. When the flame was beating, the heroes felt a suction like a whirlpool, pulling their thoughts.

Jaina was the first to wake up from this feeling of loss of soul. She first looked at the blade in doubt, but after that, her back was immediately wet with cold sweat.

——Is this the sword that once appeared in her dream?!That dark, cold death sword?!

The Frostmourne before him released the gloomy cold air that had frozen the hot ground, but Alsace standing in the frost was still illuminated by the holy light, forming a sharp and weird contrast between the two.

The cold wind is still blowing, even cooling the hot magma into icy rocks with a thin layer of frost attached to it.

Magni struggling to pick up the stone, sticking out his head, when he saw Frostmourne at the first glance, he felt as if he was drunk and his soul fell into an ice cave.

He suddenly remembered his talkative brother Brian. After returning from a trip to Northrend, he became taciturn for a certain period of time and did not rush to share his adventures with himself as he did before.

Later Magni heard that Lordaeron's troops had fought fiercely with the demons there. The dwarf king thought his brother was a little depressed because of the cruelty of the battlefield, but now he understood it all at once.

How could Bryan, who had experienced an orc war, be lost because of a small encounter?!

On that frozen continent, on the frozen ground where the living was stopped, something must have happened that hit Brian's fragile mind!

"The mountains of Khaz Modan... what kind of power is this?"

Thoras did not have a similar experience to Jaina and Magni, but the breath of Frostmourne still made him feel uncomfortable instinctively.

As for Sylvanas, the ranger-general turned pale after seeing the sword, but was soon covered by her. She lowered her head, only to find her left hand holding the longbow. Shaking slightly.

The Lord of the Flames did not have the fear of mortals. He only felt that the sword behind Arthas had trampled on his dignity, and no frost was allowed in the territory of the Lord of Flames.

But when he wanted to raise his fully recovered arm and was about to strike Alsace again, he found that his arm could not move again.

When he lowered his head this time, the Flame Demon King realized that it was not the energy chains that had entangled him, but the dead souls wailing and rising from the abyss of flames!

"what is this?!"

Flames erupted from the body of the Balrog King, trying to burn out those annoying resentful souls, but those souls did not seem to be afraid of his flames, and they were still holding the flames tightly under the burning flames. The body of the demon king made him unable to move.

A faint white breeze floated in front of Arthas's chest, and the seemingly weak wind exuded an ancient aura similar to that of the Balrog King.

The Flame Demon King also saw this breeze, and he roared angrily, "Sunderland, don't think you can escape my imprisonment, I will destroy you completely sooner or later!"

Arthas shook his head, "Today you will be destroyed."

The breeze of the Windchaser Sunderland's incarnation leaped slightly, seeming to respond to Arthas' words. The Paladin opened his arms and no longer called for the help of the Holy Light, but called all the flames that died tragically in Ragnaros. Under the dead!

They have been burned by the flames of the Balrog King for hundreds of years, and they will not stop resenting Ragnaros until they are completely wiped out, and such souls are countless in the scorched black rock mountain range!