The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

I am Mal'Ganis, I am immortal!

He is an elite male demon of the Nathrezim clan, a capable general of the Burning Legion, and a die-hard fan of Emperor Denathrius.

In the first half of my life, I conquered countless planets in the universe with my cunning and strength.

Countless mortal warriors died in battle before him.

The Legion sent me and my brothers to Azeroth for one purpose only, to invade it and destroy the Star Soul of Azeroth.

The Emperor only asked us to bring death, instigate fighting among various forces, and cause rivers of blood to flow.

I have a mission to oversee Ner'zhul's opening of a portal so that the Legion's demonic army can invade Azeroth.

The current quest progresses to the point where the next heir to the throne of Lordaeron or Kul Tiras picks up Frostmourne.

Based on my observations over the past few days, Alsace is the best choice.

He does not firmly believe in the Holy Light. For the sake of his people and his kingdom, it is always easy for a good boy to go astray.

The spread of plague, the invasion of natural disasters, powerful opponents, estranged relatives and friends, this is the script of revenge and depravity I prepared for him.

However, not long ago, I was silently waiting for my fate in Stratholme, and suffered a precise attack from the mortal army.

They had planned it all. Someone in the Scourge betrayed me and even Ner'zhul.

I am confused as to who can resist the Lich King's power.

This problem didn't bother me for too long because an unprecedented accident disrupted my arrangements.

It was a rain of holy light that covered the entire Eastern Kingdoms, and it took only thirty seconds to clear the plague from the bodies of all the infected.

It nearly destroyed all my hard work, and I suspect it was that traitor from the Scourge who did it.

I didn't even have time to kill the civilians because the Silver Hand was hot on my trail.

Almost the entire Scourge of the Eastern Kingdoms was wiped out by the coalition forces of the three kingdoms of Lordaeron, Kul Tiras, and Dalaran.

The mortals' speed of action was simply too fast, and every stronghold we set up was ruthlessly destroyed.

This is why I suspect there is a traitor in the Scourge. We, the Nathrezim, will never betray.

I just don't know which high-ranking undead with great power resisted the power of control on his own.

I seriously doubt that Kel'Thuzad, the only one among the Scourge, has such power.

In addition, according to the intelligence we, the Nathrezim, have obtained, it is impossible for the mortal races of Azeroth to have such powerful believers of the Holy Light.

No matter how devout the believers are, their bodies will always be unable to withstand the infusion of massive amounts of holy light power.

What's more, this kind of mortal believer is just a human bomb.

It was simply impossible to mobilize the power of holy light in the body so finely to bring down such a heavy rain over a wide area that only included the continent of the Eastern Kingdom.

As long as he makes a move, he will explode and die, and even take away innocent lives around him.

The upper limit of what a mortal can endure is almost irreversible, and only that accidental traitor could possibly do it.

Anyone who encounters the power of domination for the first time will not be able to resist it. The Frozen Throne has given the Lich King great strength.

It is both a shackle for Ner'zhul and an amplifier of his mental power.

I was already struggling to escape from the encirclement of mortals, but I unexpectedly met my target.

Arthas and Jaina were able to see through my disguise and attacked me without mercy.

Aren't they afraid that it's really just an innocent passerby? They don't deserve to be the crown prince!

At this moment, as I received their powerful attack, I saw that as Arthas praised the Holy Light, the power of the Holy Light became hotter and hotter.

Didn't the intelligence say that he relied on infusion on the day he became a paladin? Even the Holy Light looked down on him.

After this crisis, I will find out who submitted the intelligence and I will not let him go.

I remember that I was the one who wrote the intelligence about Arthas and Jaina.

"Mal'Ganis, accept the purification of the Holy Light!"

Arthas's bold and confident voice stopped Mal'Ganis from thinking any further.

The shining holy light, firmly attached to the sword, pierced through Mal'Ganis' chest.

"What's going on? You can actually predict my attack."

"Everything is guided by the Holy Light. Die, evil!"

Arthas and Jaina laughed secretly in their hearts at Mal'Ganis's surprise.

We have fought you so many times, and interrogated you when we captured you.

We have forgotten how many moves we exchanged with you during the duel.

The scar on your neck reminds us of your strength, and we can never be too careful.

We are no longer legends, but who says legends won't fail?

Even a demigod can be beaten to death by “us”, let alone a little legend like you.

During that period, we took time out every day to do practical training, and we were beaten badly!

The memory of being beaten up by you and Jin Taesa on that day will never fade away, and we will take revenge.

"You tiny mortals, there is no way you can defeat me."

"I am Mal'Ganis, I am..."

At this time, Mal'Ganis, who had dodged Jaina's ice spell countless times, was finally hit.

The ferocious ice sculpture with wings spread and arms waving was chopped into pieces by Arthas' three swords.

"Jaina, let us..."

"Alsace, you can't do this."

"Let's have a party, dear, and have a pork chop and a sip of milk tea."

"All right, dear."

Fortunately, Jaina covered Arthas' mouth and stopped him from continuing.

Things like this should be done secretly to avoid being overheard.

Hearing Jaina's advice, Arthas took out some things and prepared to start a fire to grill them.

He was there to provide cover so that Jaina could drain the anima of Mal'Ganis' soul.

"Oh no, Arthas, there's an ambush!"

As soon as Arthas lit the fire, he heard Jaina's warning.

He and Jaina hurriedly stood up and immediately summoned the elemental army.

But they couldn't summon any elements no matter what, and the elements did not respond to their call.

"Mal'Ganis died at the hands of a mortal. What a shame."

"We are surprised that you are so alert."

"Little princess, it is immoral to play with souls."

"You are eating meat the wrong way. You should swallow it straight away!"

It was Tik'Odis, Balnazzar, Varimathras, and the bloated Detheroc that showed up.

They gave warm applause to Arthas and Jaina for their wonderful performances.

"Devil, you just stood there and watched your compatriots die?"

"You are so cold-blooded, you are worthy of being called a devil's lackey who is worse than an animal!"

"I have never seen people as cold-hearted as you!"

In order to give Jaina time to use the magic portal, Arthas cursed them loudly.

"Your Highness Prince Arthas, we know you are stalling for time for Jaina."

As Tik'Odis said this, Jaina, with a distressed look on her face, shook her head at Arthas and sent him a message.

Frost Princess: I can open a portal here, so the magic portal can't be used. Innocent.jpg

Frost Princess: What should I do? Angry.jpg

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Upon seeing the news, Arthas slapped his head, thinking it was his own problem again.

He just remembered that he forgot to remind Jaina what "unable to open the portal" meant.

This is just like your three axes, just think of the weapon as an axe.

As long as Jaina thought she couldn't open the portal, Arthas quickly sent her a message.

Prince of Flame: Just think that you can't open the portal! Don't waver. Encouragement.jpg

"Although I don't know why you are so confident, we do have some trump cards."

“You have to know that there is no universal tool in the world, only universal users.”

"By the way, we only came here because we received a distress signal from Mal'Ganis. You are wrongly accusing us."

There was another round of applause, and Tikaudis elegantly explained the reason to them.

The smiling Tikaudis, along with his equally happy brother, slowly approached them.

Now, Arthas and Jaina are running out of time.

They were probably seriously injured just after Jaina used the magical portal.

This was an unforgettable lesson. The Shadow Realm learned how to hide, but they did not master it.

Their momentary arrogance taught them that if they are not strong, they should bring more people with them when they go out.

Since it can be used morning and evening, it should not be used when you are covered in injuries.

System started! Open the door of time!

In an instant, time paused and Arthas and Jaina entered another timeline.

On the spot, only the phantom created by the system and the sharp claws that had just touched the phantom were left.

He! Mal'Ganis! He's not dead yet!