My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Sindragosa was half kneeling on the ground, and the water mist on the damp lakeside grass wet the hem of her blue dress-but the panicked Ms. Blue Dragon had no energy to pay attention to these small sections-she just Holding Alsace’s head in his hand, he gently placed his master’s heavy body on his knees, while the other hand tremblingly stroked Alsace’s chest-there, one with a diameter of two fingers. The emptiness appeared, and gurgling blood flowed out of it, dyed Alsace’s pale white gold-inlaid robe, dyed Sindragosa’s palms and fingertips, and also dyed Alsace drinking Sindragosa. The lush grass under the two people.

...

Frostmourne stared blankly at what was happening in front of her, feeling as if centuries had passed. The second before, she was still looking at her master with joy, waiting for the encouragement and joy on her face. Smile, imagine the master stroking the top of her head and complimenting her ability, and then she can get into her master’s arms like a kitten and hum coquettishly—but in the next second, Frostmourne was stunned. Seeing a crimson lightning pierced through his master's chest, he fell straight to the ground under his gaze.

Frostmourne heard Sindragosa's scream and saw Sindragosa disappear in an instant, then teleported to his master, and supported Arthas who fell on the ground.

Little Demon Sword knew that she should appear next to her master like Sindragosa, but... this sudden change made Frostmourne's thoughts seem to be frozen, she could only feel pain and regret like a tide Surge into my heart, but stunned in place, at a loss, don't know what to do.

But the fright is fright. Frostmourne has awakened from the fright. In this unfamiliar world and time flow, the little magic sword cannot use the teleportation spells as freely as Sindragosa, so she quickly Above the well of eternity flew to Sindragosa and Arthas.

...

"the host!"

Frostmourne flew down from the air and landed in front of Sindragosa. She ran two steps forward and rushed to the blue dragon's side, reaching out to catch Arthas lying in Sindragosa's arms.

"Don't move, Frostmourne, Master He... is bleeding!"

Sindragosa quickly stretched out his hand to fend off Frostmourne's palm and said in a panic.

"blood……"

Frostmourne listened to Sindragosa's words and froze for a while, then lowered his head and looked at the situation of his master carefully-it didn't matter, Frostmourne's little face suddenly turned pale-Artha Si’s chest was hit head-on by the red lightning, and his thin robe was unable to stop the "finger of death" that even Frostmourne had to dissipate to avoid. Alsace’s strong chest was also hit in an instant. Wear it, leaving a small wound.

From the perspective of Frostmourne, you can clearly see the trauma on Alsace's chest-around a small circle of scorched muscles, and in the middle, there is a hole through Alsace's chest-that is Said, through this window, Frostmourne could even see the dress of Sindragosa on Alsace's back.

In Frostmourne’s heart, his master is undoubtedly a "high mountain" existence, just like every young child’s senses towards his parents—but Little Demon Sword also understands that his master is a human— Human beings mean that after being traumatized like this, they will die.

Of course, there is a wonderful feeling between Frostmourne and Arthas-she knows that her master is not dead yet-but Frostmourne can more clearly feel the decline of her master's life.

"the host……"

Frostmourne’s eyes were already full of tears, she gently pulled the robe around her master’s waist, her pink lips were flattened, and two rows of clear tears flowed down the smooth face of the little magic sword. The drip fell on the back of Arthas's hand, but he did not respond.

Frostmourne couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently stroked the unhealed, burned wound on Arthas's chest. She was always eccentric, but now there was almost nothing in her mind-- Little Demon Sword even forgot that the most important thing now is to treat Arthas as soon as possible, instead of crying and mourning needlessly here. After all, Arthas is not dead yet...

Fortunately, in addition to the Frostmourne that panicked the gods, there was also Sindragosa who was barely able to maintain his sanity. After seeing that Frostmourne had long since become the godless, Sindragosa gritted his teeth, one Holding the unconscious Arthas in his hand, holding Frostmourne's wrist with the other hand, and gently chanting a spell teleportation spell, the three figures disappeared from the lakeside of the Well of Eternity. No trace, as if it had never appeared here-if it weren't for the red blood that was left on the grass.(To be continued.)

1076

Since the arrival of the Defiler Archimonde, Counselor Harves has been kneeling on the ground, just like his companions—however, unlike the other Highborne Mages, Counselor Harves I have been secretly observing the battle between the "Master Archimonde" and the two female wizards who did not know where they came from.

In all fairness, Counselor Harves didn’t feel awe of the demons of the Burning Legion—he was different from the upper elves who thought they were all warriors from the kingdom of heaven. The counselor Harves knew the true identity of the demons of the Burning Legion. .

For Counselor Harves, the reason why he respected the Abyss Lord Mannoroth drinking the Dog King Hakabi, and even sent his compatriots to the mouth of the Abyss Lord Mannoroth, only because he surrendered to the powerful power of the opponent— —Without this premise, Counselor Harves would never take these Burning Legion demons to heart.

Hearing the "Master Archimonde" that the Lord of the Abyss bragged about invincibility and omnipotence, the counselor Harves was very pleased at first-anyway, as long as this "Archimonde" "Master De" can defeat these two female wizards who suddenly appeared against the upper elves, then the counselor Harves will still be "loyal" to the Burning Legion-on the contrary, if not, then... counselor Harves I feel that I should seriously think about it. When all the night elves except Azalin attacked the Queen Azshara together, the question of where they should go.

Counselor Harves is an upper elf mage himself, and when he was watching the battle between Archimonde the Defiler and Frostmourne, he was certainly not as confused as Arthas.

At first, when Counselor Harves was watching the battle, his mood was relatively relaxed-although in Alsace's view, the relationship between Archimonde the Defiler and Frostmourne has always been an inextricable situation, but the counselor Harves knew that the woman in the blue dress could not have avoided the endless spells of "Master Archimonde"—and the facts were just as Counselor Harves had predicted. Frostmourne dodged at the same speed. Indeed, it is getting slower and slower. Counselor Harves thought that the polluter Archimonde would soon be able to solve this opponent.

However, when another woman in a blue dress with almost the same appearance as the upper elf appeared, the situation was completely different-Counselor Harves was surprised to see Sindragosa standing above the Well of Eternity- He felt that there was something wrong with this woman's behavior, but only relying on the knowledge of spells possessed by the counselor Harves, he could not explain the woman's behavior at all.

Then, Counselor Harves was surprised to see large swaths of snow and hail falling in the sky-he was surprised at first because the vicinity of the Well of Eternity is like spring all year round, and there has never been snow, but... …

When "Master Archimonde" started to slow down, and slapped desperately trying to get rid of the frozen ice sheet but was powerless, Counselor Harves knew that something was wrong-he could not imagine such a dense Snow, turned out to be a spell that can be cast by a wizard.

Counselor Harvez never thought that Lord Archimonde, who was almost omnipotent and invincible among the vast population of Abyss Lord Mannoroth, was gradually frozen into a drinker of Mannoroth in such a snowstorm. The ice sculpture—when this huge ice sculpture fell from the sky, the counselor Harves’s heart almost sank to the bottom of the valley with him—he knew that the Burning Legion was over, and he... was over.

Counselor Harvis couldn't help standing up-he felt that his best choice now was to escape-anyway, the Burning Legion was finished, and Her Majesty was finished, and Counselor Harvis himself was finished.

If there was no such massacre at Essalyn, it merely cut off the communication between the night elves outside Essalin and the Well of Eternity. It could also be explained by a magical accident, but that massacre—Counselor Harves knew that Someone has to pay the price for the blood-the possibility of her majesty taking on this responsibility personally is equivalent to nothing, so in the end, this scapegoat can only be carried by herself.

Counselor Harves didn’t plan to face the angry night elves—but the crimson light flashing from the corner of his eyes made him a little stunned—the counselor Harves didn’t know why "Master Archimonde" was there. After turning into an ice sculpture, you can release such spells, but...

Counselor Harvey's gaze turned to the far side of the well of Eternity Lake—on the edge of the dense bush, the spell of "Master Archimonde" seemed to hit someone—the counselor Harvey did not Knowing the identity and origin of this "unlucky guy", but it seems that the two women in blue skirts flew over nervously, and then they disappeared in place in a lavender arcane light.

What exactly is going on?——Counselor Harves asked himself in his heart——If he could, he would rather believe that this was just a terrible dream, and that he would wake up on time at dawn tomorrow, and continue to work for the Queen he admired, but... …

However, Counselor Harvez took his heavy steps and walked forward, and finally the huge one that Archimonde the Defiler transformed into, because it fell from the sky, a small part has fallen deeply into the well of eternity. The ice sculpture in the damp grass by the lake stood there in astonishment.

Even if he was just standing on the side, Counselor Harves could feel the cold from the ice sculpture that almost made the soul and body freeze together. He could not imagine Ake the Defiler in such an ice sculpture. How does Mond feel, but it doesn’t matter, anyway, the so-called invincible and invincible "Master Archimonde" was actually in the hands of two women of unknown origin. Such a crystal ice sculpture as his tomb, it is also...

"Crack!"

Counselor Harves was thinking that even "Master Archimonde" using such a beautiful ice sculpture as his tomb would be considered a good death-but suddenly he heard a slight noise.

Counselor Harvis was taken aback. He thought that the two terrible women were back again-the terrible thought scared Counselor Harvis almost to turn his head and run away, but he soon realized that the sound It was uploaded from the "Master Archimonde" who turned into an ice sculpture by his side.

"What exactly is going on?"

Counselor Harves whispered. He turned his head and looked up at the ice sculpture of Archimonde the Defiler in front of him. Under the reflection of the bright moon, Counselor Harves could clearly see that the thick, crystal On the blue ice sheet, I don't know when cracks began to appear.(To be continued.)

1077

"Aker...Master Mond..."

Counselor Harves widened his eyes and looked at everything that happened in front of him-just a few minutes ago, he thought this "Master Archimonde" from the Burning Legion had already announced that he had become an ice sculpture. Death, but now it seems...

In front of Counselor Harves, the heavy ice sheet on the huge body of the Defiler Archimonde was shattering under the bright moonlight—the huge blocks of ice almost fell on the counselor Harves from the sky. Above his head, just when he almost thought he was going to be smashed to death, the ice sheets that had escaped from the body of Archimonde the Defiler turned into crystal clear arcane brilliance, shining from the top of the counselor Harveys. Past, into the night that is not silent.

Counselor Harvez raised his head to look at the huge body of the Defiler Archimonde-free from the shackles of the ice sheet, does not mean that the Defiler Archimonde is unharmed-even if there is a height difference, counselor Harvey Si can still see that Archimonde the Defiler has been wounded all over his body, and his whole body has been cracked with countless narrow scars. A light green liquid slowly flows out of those scars, and in Archimonde the Defiler The pale cyan skin escaped, and the counselor Harves didn't know if it was the blood of the "Master Archimonde", but... there is no doubt that Archimonde the Pollutant is now seriously injured.

But it was clear that Archimonde the Defiler was still alive-the counselor Harves suddenly realized that the other party had noticed him-so the counselor Harves quickly piled up his signature flattering smile, with his hands on his chest, quietly Listening quietly to the instructions from "Heaven".

...

Archimonde the Defiler gasped heavily—he had never experienced such insults before, and he had never experienced such close proximity to death—even in the state of ice sculpture, Archimonde the Defiler was not right. There was no response to everything that happened outside, but he really couldn’t release any spells, and he couldn’t make any actions. The Defiler Archimonde knew that if he just fell into the hands of the two women in blue skirts, then I must be finished.

Archimonde the Defiler doesn't know what means the woman who can draw the strength of others is through, but he feels that if he really falls into the hands of the other party, he is likely to be drained of all the strength alive and let others Butcher.

But Archimonde the Defiler is also a little bit lucky—it seems that the woman’s weird frost spell is only able to freeze herself for a period of time, instead of killing herself directly--but with Archimonde the Defiler In terms of ability, the ice seal that has lost the subsequent energy output can only freeze him for a short period of time.

It seems that I was not wrong in betting. The guy watching on the sidelines is indeed a very important companion to the two women-Archimonde the Pollutant does not believe that the two women will not know that they are not dead. Only after his death finger hit the man, it seemed that the two women were too nervous to deal with them anymore.

"Heh... that guy is dead!"

The Defiler Archimonde shook his head, sneered, and said to himself-he could clearly feel that the man was not a powerful guy, not only was far inferior to the Abyss Lord Mannoroth, but even Even compared with the dog king Hakkar, it is slightly inadequate-an opponent of this level, the Defiler Archimonde feels that it is completely impossible for the opponent to survive a frontal hit by his own "death finger".

But even if the man was killed, Archimonde the Defiler knew he could not let go-after all, the two women had left almost intact-when they found that the man was dead, the Defiler Archimonde knew that those two women would undoubtedly become crazy, and when that happens, they are likely to come back here to find themselves...

Of course Archimonde the Defiler is not afraid of this, but he feels that he needs to do some preparations, such as—thinking this, Archimonde the Defilement begins to slowly move down, and finally focus on the one standing on him. On the upper elf mage under your feet—it’s time to take advantage of these greedy and stupid guys, Archimonde the Defiler said to himself.

...

Counselor Harves was surprised to see the Defiler Archimonde slowly shrinking and shrinking in front of him, until he was only a little bit higher than him. Counselor Harves even wondered if this little height was. Just to make it easier for the polluter Archimonde to look down on himself, but of course this is not an important matter.