The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Am I too kind? How dare you return to this world."

"Stop talking big, Arthas. You should go back to the world of the dead."

There were three clang sounds, and Frostmourne and the Warglaive of Azzinoth communicated with each other three times.

"Illidan, act quickly and do not hesitate."

With three clangs, Frostmourne and the Wheel of Judgment clashed three times.

"Brother, let me lend you a hand."

With three "ahhh" sounds, Frostmourne collided with Malfurion's bear body three times.

"Evil prince, the power given to me by the Moon Goddess will defeat you."

With three clang clang clang sounds, Frostmourne came into close contact with Tyrande's arrow, and the sword cut the arrow.

"To anger the queen is the stupidest thing you have ever done, fallen prince of Lordaeron."

With three snapping sounds, Frostmourne and Azshara's magic ball interacted violently, and the sword hit the sphere.

The five "night elves" who once had conflicts with each other used all their skills and fought a fierce battle with Arthas.

"You have good cooperation. I will be more satisfied when you become my Undead Warriors."

After saying that, Arthas stretched out his hand and turned it into a claw, grabbed Malfurion's horn, swung it forward with force, and smashed it to the ground.

Without waiting for the giant bear in his hand to struggle, he swung it backwards, allowing the druid's bear face to come into close contact with the ground again.

At the moment of sheathing the sword, he stretched out a hand to firmly grasp the other horn, and made a whirlwind slash to block the arrows and spells shot from all directions.

He picked up the bear, jumped up, and swung the bear's body quickly, using it as a war hammer, and used the big bear's butt to accurately hit Illidan, sweeping him away.

At the moment of landing, the giant bear kicked the elder's horns away, drew out Frostmourne, spun at high speed, and blocked the knife fan shot by Maiev and the poison dart hidden in it.

Without waiting for other heroes to support Malfurion, Arthas threw Frostmourne in the direction of Tyrande and instantly came to Azshara's side. He quickly punched out four times, took a step back, took out the scabbard and knocked Maiev unconscious instantly.

At the cost of sacrificing a scabbard, Arthas split its remains into two halves and threw the scabbards to his left and right respectively. In less than a breath, he knocked down Garrosh and Samuro.

He moved instantly again, grabbed Frostmourne that was knocked away by Ashbringer, swung out a bloody sword energy, and fought back Rexxar and his pet friends.

During the landing, he slashed out three consecutive icy sword auras, freezing Gene, Mathias and Varian who were invisible in the air and rushing towards him.

In the instant he stood firmly on the ground, he sheathed his sword to block the sudden attack from Sylvanas and the others, stomped his foot on the ground, and summoned waves of ice spikes that pierced through the retreating... Open the shield, how can you learn from me?

Arthas, who was angered by Tirion, Bolvar, Darion and others, took a big step, condensed a phantom of a frost dragon, and knocked away the group of cunning villains who opened their shields to save people.

Without my consent, you hypocritical and pretentious people actually imitated me. If we have a fight, I'll deal with you bunch of nannies first. Now that more people are coming, I'll beat up the trolls to vent my anger first.

However, when Arthas wanted to chop the troll with his sword, ten tauren held the totem poles and took the blow for Vol'jin, Rastakhan and other troll brothers.

This caused the weapons of the Tauren to fly into the sky, and they themselves overwhelmed their troll friends behind them. When the pillars fell, they hit the trolls who had just laid down their Tauren brothers and were trying to get up.

With the help of the pillar donated by the Tauren, Arthas took advantage of the momentum and stepped towards Turalyon who was attacking him.

First, charge up your strength and punch Arator away. You have activated the holy shield, so you should be fine if you can take a punch from your uncle.

Although you and I are of the same generation, there are people who are close friends with your aunt, maybe even your biological mother.

Quel'Zalam, can you beat my Frostmourne? Hmm! It seems that I am stronger as the master, I can just chop you away with one blow... I have chopped you off so many times these days, why is the Holy Light Sword you extended not broken?

When Arthas defeated Turalyon and his son, the Windrunner family, who preferred close combat, pounced on them.

So, Arthas did not run away or evade, but used his sword to knock away the Windrunner family who were holding sharp blades.

At the same time, Arthas in the air twisted his hand and summoned a frost shield, which repelled the Demon Hunters and Watchers who were coming towards him, and took the long-range attacks from the hero's ranged output group.

At this moment, the five dragon kings quietly came to a position 250 steps away from Arthas and began to mobilize the power in their bodies.

"You thought you could defeat me so easily? My strength is unmatched."

Arthas, who buried the three Bronzebeard brothers deep in the ground with a single sword, shouted loudly after dealing with the elite troops of the Seventh Legion and the Ebon Blade Knights around him.

"It's time, heroes, get out of there."

Following Alexstrasza's instruction, the heroes who were fighting fiercely with Arthas were teleported away by the mage group composed of Khadgar, Modera, Ansrem and others.

In an instant, five beams of light of different colors appeared around Arthas, and the barrier formed by these five beams of light trapped Arthas in an instant.

"This is impossible, you don't stand a chance..."

"Death Knight, face the wrath of Azeroth!"

These five beams of light appeared in five directions, with a dragon king occupying each position.

In the center, above Arthas is Alexstrasza, who radiates fiery power.

Located due east, on the left of Arthas is Kalecgos, who radiates ice-blue power.

Located due west, on the right hand side of Arthas is Nozdormu, who radiates sand-yellow power.

Located due north, behind Arthas is Ysera, who radiates forest green power.

Located due south, facing Arthas is Munozdo, who radiates jet-black power.

Then, the magic circle set up by the five dragon kings was activated, forming five-colored chains to tie up Arthas who was in the center of the magic circle.

Of course, the other dragons also made important contributions. Their powers poured into the magic circle, stabilizing it while gradually blocking the power in Arthas' body.

However, everything they did was in vain. They could lock up the power that belonged to Arthas, but they could not lock up the energy generated by their hostility.

However, Arthas wanted to see what method they could come up with, so he didn't exert any strength and allowed himself to be firmly restrained by them.

Why didn't you put this thing up earlier? It took us four days to set it up. Did it take you so much time to create this formation?

Normally speaking, with so many of you, do you need to be careful when setting up a formation? Hmm! It seems to be my fault. If you don't do it secretly, I guess I can only destroy your plan with difficulty.

"Do you think you can seal me with just this?"

With a cold snort, Arthas easily broke free from the chains on his body and broke them. He raised his hand to gather an evil aura and rushed straight towards the Red Dragon Queen in the sky.

"Heroes of Azeroth, continue to inject your power into the five directions."

"We can't hold out for much longer. Quick! Heroes of Azeroth, we need to stop him from leaving this cage now."

M'nozdo, who was originally a fake, quickly shouted out the key to the matter to the other heroes, calling on everyone to suppress Arthas together.

What could Munozdo do? The power contained in this body was not particularly suitable for the identity of the Eternal Dragon King. He had to use many methods to barely maintain the output of his power.

With this method where the output and consumption are not proportional, he will probably be the first Dragon King to collapse and will be easily exposed.

Therefore, if the heroes of Azeroth don't help, how can he continue to maintain his identity as Murozon? Azshara, a rebellious servant who is familiar with N'Zoth, may be the first to betray him and stab him in the back.

"Don't worry, we are the most reliable. Brothers, let's go up and help."

The diamond dwarf Magni patted his chest and responded loudly to M'Nozdormu. He brought his two brothers to Nozdormu first and injected the power in his body into the sand-yellow light column.

With the three Bronzebeard brothers as examples, the heroes of Azeroth randomly chose a location and began to inject power into the magic circle.

Then, chains of different colors gradually appeared on Arthas' body and tied him up tightly again.

At this moment, the multi-colored chains gradually transformed between two forms: collapse and aggregation, and the final battle between Arthas and the heroes of Azeroth began.

It is a pity that Arthas not only needs to fight against the power from the heroes of Azeroth around him, but also the power being sucked out of his body.

These forces gradually solidified the colorful chains that bound Arthas, turning them into shackles for Arthas and fetters that were difficult for him to break free of.

"Arthas seems unable to resist any longer. Have we finally won?"

Seeing Arthas' gloomy face and his attempt to break free, Jaina, who had been fighting with him for many days, couldn't help but ask a question.

I hope there will be no more accidents this time. They have paid too much to defeat their former lovers.

Six heroes from the future died because of him. She didn't know what the future would be like without them. She didn't dare to imagine that terrible scene.

"Don't relax, heroes."

"We must make sure that the power in the fallen prince's body is completely exhausted by us, and he still has the strength to resist."

Realizing that Arthas in the magic circle had not given up yet, Munozdo, who was silently accumulating strength, quickly reminded the heroes not to be careless.

After hearing Mnozdo's persuasion, everyone reacted and continued to inject their own power into the magic circle.

At this point, it would be exciting to have a capsize in a ditch, but no one dared to prevent that from happening.

During this period of time, the monster-like Arthas before them had broken their imaginations several times, and his bursts of power had almost sent them to the other side for free many times.

The severe pain I felt in my body many times before was no joke. Life and death were only a thin line between them. I don’t want to experience that feeling again.

"Heroes, the time has come to put an end to the powerful enemy before us. He can no longer resist us."

"Give him the final blow and give him a painful death!"

Following Muroz's words, the heroes of Azeroth began to gather their strength towards Arthas, who was helpless in the magic circle.

"Ha! You actually managed to defeat me. This is my destiny."

Pretending that his powers were fading, Arthas began to speak aloud his last words, as he would do in his final moments.

"My kingdom of the dead has become a bubble again. Can you really protect Azeroth?"

As his strength continued to drain away, the relentless attacks of the heroes of Azeroth continued to hit him. Arthas was unable to resist and his breath gradually weakened.

"We will, Arthas Menethil."

"Farewell, Arthas Menethil, the sinful prince."

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"Supreme Holy Light! Arthas Menethil, we will never forget this history and will learn from it."

"May your soul rest in peace, Arthas Menethil."

"Haha! Heroes, I don't need your pity."

Arthas endured the pain in his body and refused to close his eyes. His cold and ruthless voice echoed everywhere. The Dark King would never accept sympathy from anyone.

The Lich King's path to becoming a king is one of arrogance and he will always despise his enemies until his death. He will walk the path he has chosen in his own way and will never regret it.

"Hahaha! That's great. I've been waiting for this opportunity... I don't know how long."

"Mnozdo, what do you want to do? Heroes, stop him."

Alexstrasza and the other three dragon kings sensed that something was wrong when they noticed that Mrozdur's temperament had suddenly changed and he was striding towards the magic circle. They quickly called on the heroes around them to help stop him.

"It's too late. You didn't notice what I did. I'm sure I win."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mnozdo walked into the magic circle and waved his hand gently, triggering the magic circle's back-up plan, shocking away the Azeroth heroes who tried to stop him.

He laughed madly, revealing his true form of K'thir. He jumped up from the ground, turned into a ball of black gas, and swallowed Arthas.

Frostmourne, which was not far from Arthas, after emitting bursts of mournful cries, retracted the coldness emitted from the sword and turned into an ordinary two-handed sword, which was stuck in the ground and no longer moved.

"I am Enzos, the Demon of a Thousand Beards. It is time for you to witness the truth of the void."

Enzos appeared in front of the heroes with an octopus face, crab claws in both hands, eight crab legs on his back, and countless eyes all over his body.

What about the other N'Zoth? She wanted to devour Arthas and her own avatar, but she didn't do it.

She just looked at N'Zoth in front of her silently, quietly gathering the power of Holy Light in her hands, as if she wanted to destroy N'Zoth together with other heroes.

Unconsciously, she seemed to have been successfully brainwashed by the holy light of Arthas. Her actions surprised a couple who were watching the real-time video in a house.

"Alsace, you guessed wrong."

"Jaina, you guessed wrong too."

"So, there won't be any problem with the power you cast on Phantom earlier."

"As long as you don't cheat me... and they don't hold back, there will be no problem. Just go and eat the barbecue."

"Okay! Hurry up and get me a bottle of drink. The show is about to begin."

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"Okay, take it. I won't send you."

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