The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

With a bang, after Rastakhan finished watching all the images, he slammed his throne.

"He is so arrogant...Lal."

However, as a king, Rastakhan quickly calmed down and began to think about solutions to Arthas' message.

"My king, is there anything I can do for you?"

The sorcery lord Laer bowed down, ready to receive the king's order.

"Go and retrieve Zul and the Golden Fleet. Zandalari needs his prophecy. It's about the survival of our nation."

"And my daughter, Talanji, will be the regent while I am away."

"With the might of the Golden Fleet and Talanji's wisdom, Zandalar shouldn't be in any trouble."

To ensure that Zandalar would prosper after his absence, Rastakhan chose Zul to return and aid him.

Perhaps it was a mistake not to support Zul in reviving the Troll Empire. Humans dared to come to the gate and humiliate the Zandalari... and they were a terrible dark king. Fortunately, he kept his word.

"I will follow your orders and come back as quickly as possible."

"Time is of the essence, Lal. I'm here to lend you a hand."

"Wait, Loti."

When Loti wanted to go with Lal, Rastakhan stopped her, saying she had other important things to do.

“You need to gather the warriors of Zandalari and select the most powerful Zandalari warriors.”

"When the fleet returns, I will take you to Lordaeron to challenge the dark lord."

"As you command, Your Majesty."

After the two capable men left, Rastakhan turned his attention to Yazma.

"High Priest Yazma, please show me all the information you have collected so far."

"I was too proud before... I was ignorant and stubborn. I really should have opened my eyes to the world... I should have listened more to your and Zul's advice. I am very sorry."

After this bloody lesson, Rastakhan realized that he had allowed Zandalari to be out of step with the trend of the times in Azeroth for too long.

As the king of Zandalar...if I had trusted my right-hand man...my friend Zul a little more, perhaps everything would have been different.

At least the enemy won't come knocking on their doorstep, and Zandalari won't be unprepared. Nearly two hundred years of rule have caused them to neglect many things.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to apologize."

"You are the king of Zandalari. We will follow you no matter what you do."

Yazma was a little surprised for a moment and immediately knelt down to salute. After this lesson, it was rare that his king changed his long-standing ideas.

Fortunately, the people of Zandalari were not seriously injured, and in the face of this enemy's challenge... Zandalari will live forever.

When High Priest Yazma brought Rastakhan to the secret chamber to look up the major events that had happened in the outside world over the years, Arthas, walking on the Frost Road, came to the ruins of the royal city of Lordaeron with a coffin on his back.

"Bitch, you're not going to kneel down when you see me."

As soon as Arthas came over, he saw his subjects looking at him vigilantly in groups. Sylvanas was standing on the top of the city, looking at him quietly with her bright red eyes.

Seeing this, Arthas threw down the coffin and began to exude his powerful aura, pressing towards the traitor on the top of the city.

It is obviously the city of the Menethil family. How dare you, the loyal supporters of Lordaeron, not open the gates and welcome your king back to the throne.

"You are nothing but my servants. I will give you a chance to submit to me again."

"You...listen carefully...werewolf."

"Arthas Menethil! Lordaeron never belonged to you, it belonged to its people."

A white-haired werewolf fell from the sky, waving its claws, shouting, and pounced on Arthas.

"What qualifications do you have to say this, a wandering king who has left his homeland?"

Wanting to try out the qualities of Genn Greymane, Arthas sheathed his sword and placed his fists against Genn's sharp claws.

Don't you have an irreconcilable feud with the Forsaken? How can you ride on someone else's catapult... to get beaten?

"Monster, everything I do is for Gilneas and the Alliance."

The old wolf king took Arthas's punches head-on, took advantage of the force to retreat half a step, and then pounced again.

Unfortunately, none of his moves could break through Arthas's protective shield.

"You say I'm a monster, but aren't you a monster too, Wolf King?"

Grabbing the werewolf's hands in front of him, Arthas raised his leg and kneed Gene in the abdomen.

"You have a strong will, old wolf."

Seeing that Gene was still trying to struggle, Arthas used his right elbow to hit Gene's chest hard.

The elbow strike, which was filled with blood aura, immediately caused a mouthful of blood to flow, and pierced through the werewolf's chest.

"I'll make you my... little assassin. Your skills are too boring."

Grabbing the assassin who came to attack him, Lillian Voss, with his left hand, Arthas threw her onto the coffin and tied her up with frost chains.

"Gene, I'll take you on your way."

Seeing the old wolf barely breathing and covering his wound, Arthas drew out Frostmourne and prepared to send him back.

I'm a little too strong, hold on! Gene, they won't give up on you.

No way, except for this lady, no one else has arrived yet? You guys forced me to do this.

"This is the last wisp of his broken soul left."

Gryn Uther, who was watching the end of his disciple's last thirty-five heart energies, suddenly came here with his war hammer.

"Uther, I didn't expect you were still alive."

Looking at Uther with his back facing him, Arthas could only warn him.

I asked you to come out to beat me, not to let you sit there in a daze. At least save the wolf first!

By the way, can you bring these acquaintances around you? I will fight with you to prove my unyielding spirit.

"Arthas, that's impossible, you've clearly already..."

"Hahahaha! Do you think that if you throw me into the Abyss, I won't be able to come back? My mentor."

With a sword at the speed of light, Arthas stopped the future hero's actions, and then he let out a long roar to the sky, exuding his unparalleled power to cover up his embarrassment.

[Congratulations on discovering the hidden effect of the Uther statue. Accumulation: If you don't use this item for a day, the strength of the character summoned by the statue will be "enhanced". ]

[Triggering special bond - Uther's teaching: Your teacher will not leave here within 30 minutes, so please accept his teachings as much as you can! Arthas, you must train seriously.]

What the hell, I didn't use it for more than two days, including the time I spent in the private cabin.

How many special bonds are there? Will there be something like Uther's reprimand... I think I must have this kind of thing!

"It's time to count our..."

Before Arthas could take action, beams of light descended upon the place, and it was Varian and the others who were teleported here.

"Gene, can you hold on?"

"Don't worry, Varian, we will heal him."

When Varian turned to look at old Genn, Tirion and Avian summoned a burst of holy light and injected it into old Genn's chest.

In less than a moment, the old wolf king, whose injuries had recovered, stood up with the help of Malfurion.

Seeing this situation, Tirion was a little confused as to when his Holy Light's healing speed became so fast.

"Father, you..."

"Anduin, you have grown up."

"You are not afraid of me in front of me."

I saw the Admiral and the Lord of Theramore looking at each other, ready to speak... Do you want to turn this life-and-death duel into a communication conference? Impossible, I am here.

So, Arthas raised Frostmourne, raised it up to the sky, and condensed a twenty-meter-high ice crystal dragon to blast towards the opponent in front of him.

"Be careful, I'm here to fight him."

Looking at the naval commander on the opposite side who pierced his ice dragon with just one ice spear, Arthas fell silent and immediately swung his sword to block.

The power you have is outrageous... Is this the power given to you by the four covenants of the Shadow Realm? Or has the war tempered you?

This time, I won't be beaten by you, Admiral.

There are still twenty-eight minutes left. Should I pretend or respond with even greater force?

"Arthas, I will take you back to where you belong."

"Sylvanas... What can you two do to fight me..."

With a bang, Frostmourne in Arthas's hand disappeared.

Arthas, who had just been fighting with two Sylvanas, frowned when he saw his heart pierced by the blade.

Wasn't the strength I used to hold the sword a little weak just now? You two... Commander-in-Chief, when I have time, I will definitely beat the other one of you hard.

"Fallen Prince, you have already lost."

How much do you like to stab me in the heart? What is my grudge against you? Genn Greymane.

"You are the second person who dares to speak to me like this...Old Wolf."

With a burst of power from his right hand, Arthas repelled his opponent, grabbed Gene alone, and sent him into the sky.

Maiev, who dared to say this before, now doesn’t even dare to appear in front of me. How dare you!

"Frostmourne is mine, Priest."

With a flash, Arthas kicked Anduin away with a powerful kick, and ruthlessly tied him up with bone chains, forcing him to stay with Lilith.

If I let you touch my beloved sword, wouldn't I be exposed? You believe in the Holy Light, why do you want to use the magic sword?

"Bitch, I have tolerated you for too long."

After sheathing his sword once again, Arthas held up Sylvanas, whose eyes were one red and one blue, and let them have physical contact.

They are all the same person, so they must have something in common. I really love watching beautiful girls posting pictures.

"The Holy Light does not have to tolerate the crimes you have committed..."

"Paladin, I'll send you on your way now."

Taking Tirion's sword with two fingers of his left hand and holding Uther's hammer with his right hand, Arthas swung a hula hoop at Genn in the sky.

Old man, let’s go play together. You’re already old, wouldn’t it be great to experience falling from a high altitude a few more times?

"Dwarf, your actions are in vain."

Arthas drew his sword and used it as a hammer to knock the three Bronzebeard brothers into the ground and play whack-a-mole with them.

Hard and short and fat, you are perfect to be the mole in this game.

"I'll stop him, you guys..."

"It's too late, heroes."

Arthas slashed out a sword energy to freeze Varian, and at the same time inserted the sword to destroy the vines growing wildly underground. Finally, he walked in front of the naval commander.

"Jaina, do you have any last words now?"

"Arthas, turn back before it's too late."

"It's too late, Master."

After gathering cold air to freeze the woman in front of him, Arthas ran towards the others behind her with sword in hand.

Your attacks can't break my shield at all. It's time to give you a winter package.

"Are you ready, Jaina?"

"Avian, please hold off a little longer."

"Here I come, monster."

After the couple led by the red-haired wizard were thrown next to Anduin by Arthas, Avian summoned a holy light blade and killed Arthas.

"Heroes of the Alliance, here we come."

"Lok'Tar Ogar!"

"For the Alliance!"

After the brave and unyielding Avian fell, Alexstrasza, Varok, Maxwell Tyrosus and others arrived with reinforcements.

The mages such as Jaina, Moira, and Rommath who had worked so hard to teleport them finally got the chance to counterattack and cast spells at Arthas.

"Heroes of Azeroth, you are finally here."

Seeing this scene, Arthas rushed towards the opponent with sword in hand. The human wave tactic will only make me stronger.

Although I really want to charge on horseback with a gun in hand, I decided to just charge with a sword. I will firmly follow the path I have chosen until the last moment.

"Taste the power of Frostmourne! Fearless heroes!"

A hundred-meter-long frost sword slashed towards the heroes of Azeroth, and a new battle between Arthas and the heroes began.