My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Shaking his huge head, Narorak once again waved his huge bear's paw to attack Frostmourne in the air; while the Little Demon Sword dodged dexterously, while smashing Narorak with "Demon Soul" Head.

"This this……"

Despite being equally calm and elegant, Alleria couldn't help but opened her mouth slightly now, looking at everything that happened in front of her in surprise and speechless.

Alleria knows the identity of Frostmourne, and also knows that Narorak, as the animal god believed by the troll, must be very powerful.

But Alleria couldn't think of it, these two powerful beings, the fight between each other, was so much like a mischief between children.

Of course, Vereesa was much less surprised than her sister Alleria, because she had long been used to the noise between the Red Dragon Queen and Frostmourne, which was not much better than the current situation.

"Huh...huh..."

Narorak was finally tired. After all, he was projected from the void on the body of a troll. Although he could temporarily stay in the world of Azeroth, he could not exert his full power after all, let alone the four gods. The barrier is not limited to Frostmourne, but first draws a lot of Narorak's power.

With a long tongue sticking out and panting like a dog, Narorak quickly calculated his current countermeasures in his heart.

The assistance of several other animal gods has not been seen for a long time, and Narorak feels a little nervous. He does not intend to fight Frostmourne to the death and life, but wants to leave.

Although the Amani trolls paid sacrifices, Narorak didn't want to give them too much power. After all, he was a god and there was no reason for guilt no matter what he did.

Just when Narorak made up his mind and wanted to escape, the accident happened.

"Okay, stop playing! Big dumb bear, Xiaoshuang is going to eat you!"

Frostmourne put away the "Demon Soul" above his shoulder, threw it back into the Twisting Void, and then solemnly said to Narorak.

"Eat it?"

Narorak was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dumbly--not to mention that his body is as big as a hill, it is not much different; how can Frostmourne, who is the size of a human body, eat him?

But soon, Narorak paid the price for his arrogance-his size was indeed large for Frostmourne, but the soul... had nothing to do with the size.

Dozens of soul tentacles escaped from Frostmourne and quickly entangled Narorak's body; the bear god could not see these soul tentacles, but soon, he could feel himself. The power of is passing fast.

What happened to this enchantment?

——This was Narorak’s first reaction. He thought it was the four gods’ enchantment that was rapidly extracting his own power; this made his idea of ​​fleeing even stronger, but soon Narorak found that he was fundamentally Can't run away.

What makes Narorak feel even more frightened is that through the connection with his body in the distorted void, even the power of his body begins to lose, and the lost object...

"You guy, what are you doing? Let go of me! Otherwise..."

Narorak roared loudly towards Frostmourne. He had already felt the sudden expansion of the opponent's power, and he had also guessed how the opponent was absorbing his own strength.

From birth to the present, Narorak has never been so flustered-as an animal god, as long as there is a troll who believes in him, then no matter how badly he is injured, he will not die; however, at this moment, Narorak Lorak felt the threat of death.

Frostmourne closed her eyes tightly, and she didn't care what the big stupid bear was talking about.

Little Demon Sword originally used the soul as food. After traveling with the owner through time, Narorak was Frostmourne's favorite meal. How could she easily let it go?

In the astonished gaze of Alsace and others, the huge bear man standing in front of them like a hill suddenly began to slowly shrink.

Although Narorak's mouth was still roaring loudly, his voice became smaller and smaller, and his physical struggles became undetectable. The black fur on his body gradually became wrinkled like withered flowers, and the fury in his eyes was also The color gradually faded and became a pale yellow turbidity.

Finally, Narorak's body crashed to the ground. At this time, he had become the size of a normal troll. His brown bear-like head was completely out of shape, crumpled, like a rooster head.

"Well……"

Frostmourne opened her eyes and bit her lip lightly, her body swayed in the air, and then suddenly fell down in midair.

"Xiaoshuang!"

Arthas watched nervously the farce battle between Frostmourne and Narorak until Frostmourne fell from the air, and he rushed to where Frostmourne landed, trying to catch his little demon. sword.

Even if the body was strengthened by the Red Dragon Queen, Arthas's speed was not as fast as Frostmourne's falling speed; but the little magic sword did not fall, and when she was close to the ground, her falling speed slowed down. Coming down, landed firmly on the ground.

"Xiaoshuang, are you okay!"

Arthas rushed to the face of Frostmourne, and nervously held the round shoulders of the little magic sword, regardless of the blood stains on his hands.

"the host……"

Frostmourne looked at Arthas blankly, the expression on his face was unprecedentedly sluggish.

"Xiaoshuang..."

Arthas was shocked by the look of Frostmourne. He thought that Frostmourne had been wounded in a battle with the animal god that the troll believed in, and his mind was injured.

"Hiccup~"

In Alsace's concerned eyes, it took a long time before Frostmourne made such a sound.

"what?"

Arthas was stunned. He thought Frostmourne was talking to himself.

"Hiccup~ Master... Xiaoshuang was so full..."

Frostmourne stretched out a small cold hand, stroked Arthas's cheek gently, and murmured.

"full?"

Arthas only had time to say a word, and then he stopped, because Frostmourne's body was tilted, and he fell into Alsace's arms.

"Xiaoshuang! Xiaoshuang!"

Arthas shouted the name of Frostmourne, but Little Demon Sword just closed his eyes tightly and said nothing.

"Ms. Shuang, she seems...fainted?"

Alleria Windrunner quickly walked behind Arthas, took a look at Frostmourne, and said uncertainly.(To be continued.)

701 Give Up

"But... retreat, retreat quickly!"

With Frostmourne in his arms, Arthas was in a mess, yelling, and quickly ran out of the fortress.

Frostmourne looks very peaceful now, her delicate face even has a contented smile, and her plump chest rises and falls slightly with the sound of her breathing.

If it were someone else, she would definitely think Frostmourne was sleeping, but Arthas, who was familiar with the little magic sword, knew that she didn't need to eat or sleep.

Xiaoshuang was seriously injured in the fight with the big bear, and now she has passed out.

——Thinking in his heart, Arthas had forgotten his identity for a while, and just wanted to flee here with Frostmourne.

Seeing Arthas running away in a hurry, Alleria Windrunner and Muradin Bronzebeard looked at each other.