My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"You'll know soon, but before then..."

The high elf male smiled slightly, and then a light blue light flashed across his shoulder, and Arthas suddenly felt the darkness in front of him, and immediately lost consciousness.

...

It was cold, so cold—this was the first feeling Arthas felt in the dimness—the next second, when he opened his eyes, he understood why he was so cold.

The crystal blue sky was untouchable, and the same crystal clear sky pillars lined up. Arthas sat up on the ground under him with one hand, a biting cold from his palms penetrated to his soul. In the depths—this feeling was a little strange to him, and some familiar—the strangeness was because he had never felt this cold, and the familiarity was because...he knew the name of this material.

"Saronite?"

Arthas murmured, he raised his head and looked at the surrounding landscape that seemed to have faded from his memory. In the end, his gaze stayed behind him, a frozen icicle standing on top of a tall icicle. Throne.(To be continued.)

951 The Power of the Bronze Dragon

The Frozen Throne—a name that has never faded in Alsace’s memory—this is a piece of meteoric ice. According to Frostmourne, she lived in this large block of ice before. s home.

Later, Kil’jaeden the fraudster, the leader of the Burning Legion, discovered this huge piece of ice and the Frostmourne inside. After being severely pecked by Frostmourne, Kil’jaeden the fraudster took advantage of this huge piece of ice. The last point of ice-used to imprison the soul of the Lich King Ner'zhul.

After the Lich King Ner'zhul descended on Northrend, he divided the huge meteoric ice into two parts-one made his Frozen Throne, and the other-including Frostmourne consciousness. The core part of the inner part was integrated into the two-handed sword, until Arthas pulled it out of the seaside cave in Northrend and sucked the souls of the dead little by little, and Frostmourne recovered little by little. He lost his consciousness until he escaped from the shackles of the sword.

Arthas stood up from the ground, stood on the floor tiles made of Saronite, and looked around—yes, this is the Frozen Throne—the uppermost layer of the Icecrown Citadel. He used to spend it here. The loneliest and most helpless period in my life.

Arthas would never forget the memory in Icecrown Citadel, but... but he didn’t understand why he suddenly appeared here from Silithus’s barracks—a bit of cold interrupted Arthas’ thoughts, he Only then did he realize that he was still wearing the same clothes he had used when he ended the meeting with the night elf sentry commander Shandris Feathermoon-a frugal two-piece silk robe with fine workmanship.

The slightly cool clothes in the desert of Silithus reached Northrend in the extreme north, and of course they were completely unable to keep out the cold—an experience that Alsace had never experienced—he lived in the original time flow. At this time, he was completely half-dead, possessing most of the characteristics of a corpse, so naturally he would not feel cold.

As for now... Arthas raised his hand and looked at his skin—obviously he is still a human—the power of the red dragon surged in his body. Although the surrounding air was chilling, at least he would not Frozen to death.

Arthas began to think about why he appeared here—obviously, it was all because of the unusual behavior of the high elf mage who suddenly appeared in his camp—Arthas didn’t know why the opponent could still be in front of Frostmourne. Played such a trick, but he knew he had to figure out what was going on.

Spells?Or fantasy?

——Alsace didn’t think there would be an Icecrown Citadel in a world without the Lich King, so where he is now, either comes from his own memory or...

"How does it feel to reunite with your own fortress after a long absence, Prince Arthas? Or...should I call you the Lich King?"

The voice of the high elf mage sounded abruptly by Arthas's side. He turned around abruptly, and saw that the other party did not know when he was standing next to him-still naked, it seems Alsace’s strong body was a bit unbearable, and it was not worth mentioning in front of this high elf mage—this somewhat surprised Arthas. According to his concept, the mage should all It's a weak guy.

What made Arthas more concerned about was the content of the other party's words-the Lich King?

——If Alsace’s memory was not confused, he knew that this should be a name that would not appear in this time stream——The Lich King used to refer to Ner'zhul, who was also Arthas, but...

But Arthas had already made up his mind to prevent history from repeating itself. All the things he did after crossing the time stream with Frostmourne were for this - he could not understand how the high elf mage knew this. A little bit?

"Who are you? Where is this? Where is Xiaoshuang? What did you do to her?"

Arthas stared at the high elf mage warily, his hands clenched into fists, looking for the other's flaws-if the guy in front of him did something to Frostmourne... he would never let it go. other side!

"You have a lot of questions, young humans... But we still have some time, I can answer you... The first question, I have many names, and some of them are far beyond your understanding, even if you have been As the master of the Scourge...you can simply understand me as the master of time-before Amanthal returns to this world, all the time here is under my control."

The high elf mage smiled and said to Arthas-he looked very polite, but what he said made Arthas's body tremble twice.

Arthas didn't expect that the things he talked about with Frostmourne in Silithus' barracks would become reality so quickly... Master of time, doesn't that mean the bronze guardian dragon?

"You are the bronze guardian dragon Nozdormu?"

Arthas shouted out the name he had remembered in surprise.

"That was my name, now...you can call me Mnozdor, the eternal dragon."

The high elf mage said with a smile.

...

Arthas looked at the guy who claimed to be the "Eternal Dragon Mnozdor" in surprise-he knew that dragons could be transformed into other races, so he was not particularly surprised at the other side's form, but... eternal The Dragon Mnozdo?What is that again?Shouldn't the master of time be the bronze guardian dragon Nozdormu?Five-color dragons-red, yellow, black, blue and green... What is this eternal dragon?

"Is it weird? Although I know you have been mingling with Alexstrasza for many years, there are some things that even she doesn't know... As a Lich King, you do know something beyond the scope of mortal knowledge. , But... does not include my identity."

The Eternal Dragon Mnozdor walked to Arthas and said softly.

"Your Excellency Queen? By the way, she said she was going...you...Where is Your Queen now?"

Arthas felt that his tongue was about to knot. The Queen said before that he was looking for the bronze guardian dragon Nozdormu to ask about the barrier outside the worm city, but he has never returned... and that The bronze guardian dragon Nozdormu directly found himself, and took him to Icecrown Citadel, a place that shouldn’t appear in this time stream... and told myself that he was not the bronze guardian dragon Nozdormu anymore. The name is Eternal Dragon Mnozdor?——Alsace really felt that his head was not big enough.(To be continued.)

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"Perhaps everything I say next is really incomprehensible to a mortal, but given your past experience, I think you may be able to understand... Whether as a bronze guardian dragon or an eternal dragon, it is a timeline Stability is my duty, so for me, you who traveled from the timeline of the Scourge ravaged here to this timeline is like an obvious ink dot on white drawing paper...clear Unstable factors like you are what I want to do."

"Have you seen here? Icecrown Citadel, I don’t think anyone will be more familiar with this place than you... It’s really the Icecrown Citadel after your death, the place where you are destined to bury your bones-you used to escape from here, trying Change the direction of time flow, but... no one can escape the arbitration of time."

The guy calling himself "Mnozdor, the Eternal Dragon" stood in front of Arthas and whispered.

"I……"

Arthas was dumbfounded-in the past few years, he has enjoyed leaving the shadow of the Scourge and working for mankind and the Kingdom of Lordaeron. He also enjoyed being with Frostmourne without having to be with other relatives. A life separated from friends.

Perhaps the happy time has passed for too long, Arthas has forgotten what kind of fate he deserves as the Lich King-he hasn't remembered the time when he lived with Frostmourne in Icecrown Citadel for a long time. However, even today, looking at everything familiar and unfamiliar around him, Arthas felt that his previous happiness seemed to be just an illusory dream.

"Where is Xiaoshuang? Where did you hide her?"

Arthas was depressed for a long time, but he suddenly thought of something, suddenly raised his head, and loudly questioned the eternal dragon Munoz.

"There are countless tributaries of time. Although the one you mentioned has a very unique power, but...sorry, she can't find your whereabouts under my cover-you will never see her again."

The Eternal Dragon Mnozduo said to Arthas with regret.

"how……"

Arthas didn't expect things to be like this-he has always lacked respect for the Red Dragon Queen, including the bronze guardian dragon Nozdormu of the same level as the Red Dragon Queen... But now, when he is told that he will be forever When he lost Frostmourne, Arthas realized that he was no different from an ordinary mortal-facing the overwhelming power of the dragon, he did not even have the courage to resist.

"What will happen to me?"

Arthas asked dejectedly-he listened carefully to every word of the eternal dragon Mnozdor just now-and knew what the other party wanted to do.

As the dragon who controls the stability of time said, Arthas and Frostmourne's movement through time was finally discovered-the bronze dragon brought Arthas back to Frostmourne without the ability to resist. The original flow of time is lost, and it is the flow of time after the Lich King was defeated.

"You will die, Lich King Arthas... Your body will be buried here forever with the fall of Icecrown Citadel... Mankind will rise up a new kingdom, orcs will take root in this world and expand... The war between the Alliance and the Horde will continue for countless centuries... The kingdom of Lordaeron and the Menethil family will be forgotten by the world as you fall. Your sister will be displaced, among the homeless, refugees and Dirty fields spent her life in fear..."

The eternal dragon Mnozdo used a tone of pity, and spoke words that made Arthas tremble all over.

"do not talk!"

Arthas loudly interrupted the words of the eternal dragon Mnozdor-becoming the Lich King, destroying his own country with his own hands, and shaming his father's glorious surname is the most regrettable in Alsace's life. The thing-and now, all the consequences of his own brewing are displayed in such a straightforward way by the eternal dragon Mnozdor, which makes Arthas feel ashamed to want to die.

What worries Arthas more is that the human expeditionary army led by him-the remnant of the orcs has not been discovered yet, and the coalition of humans and dwarves is facing a new enemy-the worm empire.

Faced with the threat of the Burning Legion and the return of the Worm Man Empire, Arthas really didn’t know how the Human Expeditionary Force would deal with such a situation after his inexplicable disappearance. In the original time flow, Alsace had already let All human beings have suffered a huge disaster. He originally planned to make up for his own mistakes after returning to the past, but he didn't expect...This is just a luxury.