The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

It started with a bang, bang, bang! The roaring explosions continued, and the people defending the fortress stared blankly at the terrible scene of the Drust ghosts in the distance bursting out energy, constantly attacking, and ruthlessly destroying the "castle".

Pulling the frightened woman who covered her mouth beside him, Arthas asked: "Jaina, why are they fighting over there?"

Yes, the place where the special guests who came from afar were bombarding hard was exactly the phantom castle in the distance. It was filmed by Jaina in Icecrown Citadel. It was a majestic and tall castle that exuded a cold atmosphere.

Compared with the "hill" next door, this simple little castle full of the fragrance of natural land is simply worlds apart and cannot be compared.

The marching Drust army of undead souls fought so hard that Arthas, who saw it, was surprised and felt a little ashamed.

Wanting to laugh but unable to, Jaina pretended to be calm and said, "Arthas, I had anticipated this situation."

"For a mage like me, I only need to use a little..."

Before she could finish her words, Jaina hugged her head, looked at Arthas resentfully, and pouted in grievance. He was bullying her again.

"Don't brag, others are not stupid, we need to be prepared."

"When the core of the illusion is destroyed, they will attack us next. We are in imminent danger..."

In retaliation, Jaina gave Arthas a headbutt, forcing him to raise his hand to cover the right side of his face. He tried to speak hesitantly, but his face was covered by his hands and he could not say anything.

At this time, Arthur and others stretched out their hands and lightly touched the various magic crystals on the top of the city. An invisible formation instantly covered their second line of defense, the small castle with earthy color and fragrance.

What they meant was to let the two princes in the center position entertain themselves while everyone started the plan that had been discussed by all before.

After finishing the formation, Arthur waved forward and said, "First team, it's time for you to go to Boralus."

The first team, led by Arthas, a total of thirteen people, arrived at the ocean-less port of Boralus and the towering port gate under the teleportation of Jaina.

The Gate of Boralus is not far behind the Gate of the Frozen Fortress and is the second phantom city in the queue of illusory city gates.

The first batch of special operations teams originally wanted to defend the first level, but unfortunately the Drust Undead Army played according to the normal routine and changed the capture operation into an extermination operation.

The capture operation was in vain, and the combat power was wasted by walking on the road arranged by Arthas and others. Sqiulin did not intend to continue to suffer such a big loss, so he took advantage of the number advantage and struck hard.

Unfortunately, when he saw the shadow of the Frozen Fortress... a magnificent city, and a group of undead warriors guarding the fortress, Schulin immediately gave the order to concentrate his firepower to attack the city.

The reason for not testing first is that there is a pair of... A seven-foot-tall dark king is on the towering spire, leaning on a magic sword, staring at them coldly.

With the "real" Lich King as cover, Arthas, Jaina and others successfully frightened the Drust army of undead, all thanks to the Lich King's voice and aura which could not be faked.

Therefore, after the gate of Icecrown Citadel had experienced countless bombardments, Schulin and other Drust finally realized that something was wrong. It turned out that it was all...

In the "bombardment" army, a Drust ghost said respectfully to Schulin: "General, according to our vanguard, the enemy is just an illusion."

Upon hearing the news, the little leader-like Drust Ghost said, "General, we have been deceived by the enemy. They want to continue to delay time."

"We can't let their secret plan come to fruition. I am willing to lead the charge and take them down..."

Slightly raising his hand to stop him, Sqiulin said: "Don't split up the forces, let's attack together."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sqiulin walked towards the gate of Icecrown Citadel, leading the army in a battle formation and moving forward in an orderly manner.

Coming to the towering gate, Schulin reached out and touched the seemingly dark wall, then passed through it.

After withdrawing his hand, Schulin found that there was no danger and said in a serious tone: "Soldiers, be alert as you move forward."

After receiving the order, many Drust souls tightened their minds, stepped left and right, changed their battle formations, and became alert.

Holding up the shield with his left hand and placing his right hand behind his back, Sqiulin was the first to pass through the city gate which was full of pressure. All he saw was the dazzling light.

"Why, has the revenge-hungry Drust finally arrived?"

Coming back to his senses from the bright light, Sqiulin only saw himself and his army on an icy battlefield, and the Lich King on the throne in front of him slowly walked down the steps.

"I didn't expect you to dare to take the initiative to step into my territory."

At the moment the magic sword was unsheathed, Sqiulin stretched out his right hand behind his back, and a beam of death light full of corrosive properties, resembling a black stream of water, shot towards the Lich King.

At the same time, death sorcery that was enough to cover the entire battlefield shot out like hail, bombarding the enemy who swung his sword to cut off the water flow.

Facing the overwhelming attack, the Lich King sneered, “Hahahaha, come on!”

"My servants, warriors of the Scourge, rise up and fight for your master."

Raising Frostmourne, the Lich King released a dark death light that poured into the battlefield. Countless undead received the Lich King's order and crawled out of the snow-white ice.

"For the Lich King! For Azjol-Nerub!"

The first to be hit was Anub'arak, who broke through the ice, wielding two "scythes". He roared and easily blocked the death sorcery with his body, which was less than 350 meters away from Arthas.

"The ice of death will annihilate you. Anyone who is the enemy of the master shall die."

A huge frost dragon flew out from under the battlefield. It was one of the Lich King's mounts. Sindragosa, the Queen of Azure, breathed out an icy breath and pounced on the Drust souls who tried to resist.

"Follow the command of my Lord and submit to the power of the Lich King, rebellious dead."

Emerging from an ice crystal teleportation array, the Lich Lord Kel'Thuzad led groups of undead warriors and attacked the highly motivated army of rebellious dead.

……

"For the sake of Drust, warriors, do not be afraid, follow me!"

Faced with the Scourge that responded to the Lich King's call, many Drust souls, under the leadership of Schuylin, gathered all their strength and attacked the approaching Scourge.

In a short while, the death sorcery cast by the Drust army penetrated these fearless undead, and the attacks of the Scourge also penetrated the Drust army.

Regrettably, these two powerful legions did not cause any damage to the enemy, and only the ice battle platform suffered an explosive bombardment.

At this moment, a Drust ghost behind Schulin could not help but ask: "General, are they illusions?"

He was ready to die heroically just now, but the ending was that the deadly icy breath he felt had no power at all, and did not cause any damage at all.

Watching the Lich King moving further and further away from him, Sqiulin once again sent out the Death Corrosion Stream in a deep voice: "They are illusions, but some are not."

"You thought we were phantoms, didn't you?"

"There is no need for our master to take action personally to deal with you."

"My Queen, it's time."

"Poor dead soul, San'layn is the Lich King's immortal warrior."

Because of the sudden change in the surrounding scene, the Drust ghosts only saw Lana'thel, the Blood Queen with her three Blood Princes, and thousands of San'layn appearing right in front of them.

Suddenly, he was hit by a bloody spiritual energy attack. The Drust ghost next to Sqiulin said, "General, they are also illusions."

"I understand. Quickly count the number of our warriors and speed up the process of breaking the illusion array."

The order was given immediately, and Sqiulin couldn't help but look up and stare at the cold eyes of the core of the Frozen Fortress in the distance, and tightened the weapon in his hand slightly.

This illusion seemed real and fake, but he felt the suppression from the realm above the two legends and felt that it could not be fake.

However, the Scourge, which could easily devour their army, was unable to harm them.

"Yes, General."

"Wait, tell the soldiers to switch to a defensive formation and continue moving forward."

"Okay, General."

……

"Everyone listen carefully, and act according to the color of Jaina's bubbles later."

"Black, suppress the impulse in your heart and retreat directly."

"Red, don't act rashly, strike with all your strength and then retreat."

"Blue, continue to play the corresponding role in the illusion array and look for opportunities to cause maximum damage."

"Green, no need to say more, find a good position, and after the first strike, continue to attack depending on the situation."

Arthas, who was the voice actor, spoke clearly to Alexander and his eleven teammates, breathing out colorful clouds from time to time.

Nodding to Arthas, Alexander and the others glanced at the potions in their hands and swallowed them regardless of the slight side effects.

How should the dead soul drink the medicine? If you have enough energy to control your body, just drink it normally.

Now, presented by Alexander Waycrest himself.

He took the blue potion into his mouth. There was no change in Alexander's solid soul under the silver armor, and the potion was absorbed by his soul in a short while.

His white air did not change color with every breath like Everly and the others, but within the time it takes to take a breath, his dark blue eyes became deeper.

Looking at his teammates who had drunk the potion given by Jaina and returned to their respective posts, Arthas, finally free of the colorful clouds, shifted his gaze to look at the director and actors who were concentrating.

One by one, the empty bottles that floated from Jaina's hands were taken away by Arthas, hidden in his own ring, and helped Jaina clean up the debris.

When necessary, Arthas only needs to pull out Frostmourne, speak a few lines, and then continue to focus on his mission as the gatekeeper of Boralus Harbor.

Now, Arthas and his male teammates were all wearing the standard green armor of Kul Tiras guards.

They all held large shields in their left hands and long weapons in their right hands.

They stood among the phantoms of Kul Tiran guards who looked similar to them, taking their positions in between, staring at the Icecrown Citadel ahead with solemn expressions.

As for the female teammates, they became green-robed mages who guarded the Kul Tiras Archmage Jaina.

They carried their staffs on their backs and stood inside the city gate, which was tightly closed behind Arthas.

They are mainly responsible for delivering... delivering messages. When the Drust undead army arrives here, Jaina will spit out bubbles with her mouth tightly closed and set some small traps.

About twenty minutes later, they controlled their breathing and exhaled gas, their eyes filled with indignation and they waited solemnly, just like the guards around the city gate.

At this time, a sturdy giant ghost holding a big stick and a staff gradually walked out of the gray wall with an endless army of giants.

It was they who overcame numerous obstacles, ignored the terrifying threats of the Lich King, and walked up to the Frozen Throne step by step, passing through the Drust souls on the Frozen Throne.

After losing some of their compatriots who were accidentally purified by the Holy Light, they finally broke through the illusion of Icecrown Citadel and arrived at the gates of Boralus.

Still... The nameless Drust adjutant said: "General, we have finally broken that illusion."

Without immediately responding to his adjutant's words, Schuyler glanced at the Kul Tiras navy in Boralus in front of him, and suddenly felt relieved.

When he was in the Icecrown Citadel illusion before, he was too cautious and took the Lich King as a real person, and accidentally activated some traps containing the power of holy light.

Fortunately, the price paid was not too high. Under the leadership of Schuylin and the misleading guidance of the illusion, this Drust army was a little undisciplined but not less.

After experiencing the high-profile and almost harmless torture of the phantom of the Scourge time and time again, they all understood one thing: the illusion charge that was only for show was enough.

This illusion was used by the invaders of Thros to delay their time, and most of their souls believed so, including Schulin.

Then, Sqiulin said: "Keep going, my compatriots, there is another illusion ahead."

At the same time, Jaina, looking through the "real" city wall, picked up two bottles of blue potions and drank them. While restoring her mana, she opened her red lips and spit out blue bubbles that were invisible to the Drust souls.

The illusion was an illusion, but when Jaina saw the not very chaotic formation of the Drust undead army, she knew that the previous plan had succeeded but failed.

At this moment, the Kul Tiras Marshal standing on the top of the city said: "Kul Tiras warriors, the Drust is coming, be prepared for defense."

After receiving the reminder from the Kul Tiran mages, the Kul Tiran guards at the city gate raised their large shields and in a short time, formed a shield wall at the gate of Boralus.

Some of the Kul Tiran guards standing guard on the city walls drew their bows and arrows; some raised their muskets; and some turned their turrets and aimed at the Drust army of undead.

It seemed that as soon as the Drust souls made any unusual movements or entered the range, they would immediately open fire and send the Drust souls to see their leader, Gorak Tul.

However, the Drust Undead Army in front of Boralus looked at the Kul Tiran Navy with contempt, not taking the navy seriously at all, and advanced at a reckless pace, closing the distance between them and the gates of Boralus.

Seeing the Drust Revenants despise the Kul Tiras Navy, the Kul Tiras Marshal shouted angrily: "Our families are behind us. For Kul Tiras, fire!"

"For Kul Tiras!"

Following the marshal's order, the navy's artillery roared and rushed towards the Drust souls who dared to invade Boralus, unleashing the wrath of the Kul Tiras navy!

Boom! A shell accurately hit Schulin who was holding up the shield... Just like the Icecrown Citadel before, it passed through Schulin and blasted out a large pit that seemed to be able to float in the air.

"General, this is also an illusion."

With a wave of his hand, Schuylin's face was full of confidence: "Mireface, we will not be deceived by illusions again."

"Inform the entire army to speed up the march."

Having encountered this situation countless times, and after a few previous attempts, Sqiulin mocked in his heart the human wizards who set up these mazes.

No matter how many mazes come next, he only needs to lead his troops forward, towards the Gate of Death, to crack the enemy's conspiracy.

The enemies had misjudged him. His cautious attitude towards the enemy could change at any time. Schulin was slightly... Regarding this situation, he felt so relaxed at this moment. Victory seemed to be right in front of him and within reach!

After receiving the order, Mireface, who had underestimated the Kul Tiras navy, shouted, "Brothers and sisters, everyone has heard what General Schuylin said."

"Break through the defenses of these weak humans and speed up the march!"

As Mireface passed the order through the army, Schuylin watched with relief as he charged toward a Kul Tiran guard, spear in hand, ready to strike.

How can false things stop us, the Drust?

It's just a temporary obstacle, I've seen through everything... No, this is just another test of mine... There's no need to test anymore, they've run out of tricks, Drust will win!

As the invaders approached, the Kul Tiras guard said, "Don't even think about crossing our defense line. We are the Shield of Kul Tiras!"

"Haha, a phantom is just a phantom, it can only..."

"My hearing is poor. Can you say it again, you bastard of Drust!"

Seeing the spear in the phantom guard's hand piercing through his chest, Mireface pointed at him and laughed, "Hahahaha! You almost...almost scared me."

"Although the wizard who created you gave you a little intelligence, but... an illusion is just an illusion after all! It is a false life!!"

The Phantom Guard's eyes became more and more angry at the story told by the Drust ghost in front of him. He pulled out his spear and stabbed repeatedly to vent his anger.

"Damn you bastards! We Kul Tirans will never surrender!"

"Give up, you don't know at all... Forget it, what's the point of telling you so much?! Hahahahaha!!"

"Really, scumbag?"