The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

The power of this self-explosion was extremely great. The roar spread in all directions, causing many Drust souls to shed ghost tears filled with various emotions.

Looking at the thick black clouds gradually dissipating in the distance, Alarak couldn't help but ask: "Chief, have we won?"

The King of Drust did not respond to his remaining general's question, but continued to maintain the battle formation. There was no color in his eyes, only scarlet eyes staring at the place where his brothers died.

He raised his hand and suddenly shot out a sharp death ray, like lightning, towards the black cloud that was filled with the breath of death.

Unexpectedly, the black line as thin as a silver needle passed through the dark cloud without making any sound of piercing the flesh, only the sound of breaking through the air through the clouds.

It turned out that there was nothing in the black cloud, and Drust's enemies were no more than the red-eyed black bear, with nothing left.

Then, Gorak Tul flashed in front of a Drust soul, clenched his fists into claws, and prepared to pierce his compatriot's skull to absorb power.

Seeing that he was about to die, the Drust ghost refused to give in and conjured up a magic sword out of thin air to meet Golek's cold claw attack.

The act of taking souls is unforgivable. No leader can deprive his subordinates of their right to live at will. Do you really think I am made of clay? ! Let's decide the winner now! ! For Drust! ! !

The next moment, Arthas used the force to flip backwards a few times, and immediately revealed his true form, glancing at Gorak... possessed by the flames of fel energy, he transformed!

The next second, the Lich King transformed into a great demon, spread his bat wings, and the world... His neck was strangled, and Arthas looked at his hands in surprise. What was going on?

His hands were out of control, the Glaive of Azzinoth fell, and he covered his neck with his hands. There was an uncontrollable twisting force, and his neck twisted... Fel energy invaded the surroundings and into the body of the evil spirit.

Arthas slightly pried open the evil spirit that appeared, moved his nose, and took a breath. The evil spirit turned into wisps of evil energy and flowed into his mouth and nose. It was so beautiful!

Ugh! What a stinky smell, not even as good as the authentic stinky tofu, get out! Get out of here! !

However, the demon instinctively absorbed this evil power. The demon is not picky unless it thinks it is really not acceptable.

Oh my god... I really can't control it! It's ok that the side effects have come to the enemy, but now the situation is simply...

Sensing the strong hostility, the double-bladed demon with a black eye mask instantly acquired the weapon and swung forward several times in succession, far exceeding Arthas' normal attack speed.

Swish! Whoosh! Whoosh! Under the violent storm, Gaolek was like the martial arts master in Arthas's impression, dodging!

Taking advantage of the gap in the change of moves, Gaolek hit the chest of the demon with evil energy patterns with a punch, causing the demon to spit out a mouthful of green blood. This was the first time that the instinctive possession of Egg Brother from the parallel world suffered a defeat.

Spitting out a mouthful of green foam, the demon's eyes flashed green, and he launched another attack that the eleventh-level legendary king could not keep up with, but Gaolek was still dodging and casually clawed in... Flash!

He flashed behind Gaolek, two blades flashed, Death raised his arms and pushed the demon away with force, and then he punched in the air and flashed again, and the demon forced Alarak back with four blades.

Then, the dazzling deep green sword light kept flashing in the Drust battle formation. Golek became a little bit stronger, and the demon decided to absorb enough power.

As a result, some Drust souls died tragically under the Blade of Azzinoth, and were turned into death by the picky "Blade Spirit"... The "Sister Blade Spirits" took the initiative to transform into fel power, and the blade flames rose!

In less than a moment, probably three minutes, the sound of an axe breaking was heard, and Gaolek kicked the demon who was unable to cast the teleportation spell away with two consecutive kicks, and green blood splattered everywhere.

The special tactics failed for the first time, and the Lich King, who looked unharmed without a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, suddenly saw a dark blue color in front of his eyes.

At the same time, the Frostmourne in his left hand rang like an angry sword, while the Frostmourne in his right hand remained motionless, waiting for its master to wield it.

It was the first time that the sword spirit, which longed for souls, experienced the true wild power that the sisters had described during its usual soul-collecting routine, whenever Arthas entered the demon state or the true Lich King state.

Ignoring the anger of Arthas and the reunited Frostmourne, Gorak and Alarak instantly came in front of him, punching him one after another, trying to make him spit blood again.

What's the point of just lying on the ground and sulking? Is it useful to resist being hit... This is what you are wrong. Arthas just wants to ask, am I dead or not... His chin was hit hard, and the attempt to transfer the pain to the brain failed again.

"How dare you...how dare you...how dare you!"

Arthas shouted in impotence and rage, and the magic sword burst into golden and black power, and with one sword he repelled the evil fist.

What's the point of all the fancy stuff? Apart from wasting strength, the recovery speed of other strength can hardly keep up with the consumption speed of fel energy and arcane.

Fortunately, I can only use fel energy and arcane magic, otherwise I would cry... To be honest, I wanted to vomit blood, but the blood I coughed up was forced to become invisible and transformed into my own tiny strength.

"Today, I will show you what the real ..."

"Monster, you've forced countless of my compatriots to death. I want you dead!"

The silent Gorak and the excited Alarak flashed in front of Arthas again, and the corrosive power of death broke his body's protective energy and knocked him into the deep pit that was gradually forming.

With his body embedded in the earth, Arthas seemed to be in his mother's arms, and layers of earth pillars rose into the sky.

The top of the earth pillar turned into spikes, shooting out earth spikes directly at the chests of the surrounding Drust ghosts, because his chest was almost pierced.

Arthas wiped the magic sword in a casual manner and said, "I have no mercy. I can only grant you true death."

After saying this, Arthas smiled in his heart, and the coldness on his face became even more intense.

He raised his sword to block, and it sunk deeper into the earth. That was how useful the fists of the Drust ghosts were.

You guys forced me to do this! With a roar in his heart, Arthas jumped out of the pit unscathed, his left hand filled with darkness.

In just a blink of an eye, the power of shadow in Arthas's hand turned into a huge net in the sky, rushing towards the Drust souls in the black fog.

He wanted to learn from the first Rondo Reinzos and bewitch people... What? It just exploded!

Empty! Just as Arthas was having these distracting thoughts, Alarak clenched his fists and knocked his enemy back into the pit. The spider-web-like power of death once again covered Arthas's armor.

It is not okay to imitate others, let alone Arthas, a magic idiot. He has many ideas, but since he came into contact with extravagance, he can't stop and has a lazy tendency to become addicted.

Blocking Arthas's actions, Alarak said: "Leader, the enemy has been sealed by us, waiting for your order!"

He couldn't wait any longer. The arrogant enemy had finally arrived at this moment. It was time for Drust to take revenge.

Mordecai, Schuyling... I, Alarak, will avenge you...

At this moment, Golak, who had been silent for a long time, said: "Alarak, you forgot someone."

"We are still under her control. He surrendered just to..."

Jaina, who had been hiding nearby for a long time, held down the Lich King who suddenly came to her side with a fist and said, "Well said, Gorak Tul."

"Compared to your people, you are indeed...are you ready to face death?!"

The moment Jaina finished saying this, countless Drust souls suddenly felt the threat of death, and a terrifying "power" suddenly appeared above their heads.

When Alarak twisted his fist to hit Arthas who came in front of Jaina, Jaina pressed Arthas and took him away, breaking through the blockades and disappearing.

"Invaders, why did you come to our territory?"

Outside the black fog, a two-meter-tall undead warrior riding a bone-hoofed wild bull, holding a huge axe, accompanied by a group of younger brothers, loudly asked the Drust ghost.

However, he did not have the patience to continue asking, but seemed to have sensed something.

"I am Baron Sorahan. I advise you to give up your resistance, otherwise we will take action."

"You have been dead for too long. I don't know why you are here, but I will send you to Olympus to be judged by the Arbitrator."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gorak Tul pointed at Baron Sorahan, and his emblem moved slightly, moving quite a distance away from his neck.

Unfortunately, just a breath later, Baron Sorahan moved the emblem with both hands, the wound healed automatically, and he swung the sharp axe in his hand towards Gaolek.

Baron Sorahan blocked the needle beam with his axe and said angrily: "Invaders, you have angered me!"

"Since you are unwilling to accept the rules I set, then you will have to pay the corresponding price!"

"Warriors, kill them and leave some of their souls to be sent to Olympus!"

Baron Sorahan clamped the beef belly, wielded the axe burning with green breath, and rushed towards the Drust battle formation with the undead warriors holding all plague axes.

Taking a quick look, he found that there were suspected Naaru in his territory, but he encountered a group of sneaky people who sneaked into Maldraxxus.

Judging from the current situation, "Naaru" should be gone, and there is no remaining hateful holy light.

However, these souls who have been dead for thousands of years and who have stolen the knowledge of spiritualism should receive the judgment they deserve and accept the sentence of death.

In order to fulfill their duties, Baron Sorahan's troops rushed towards the black fog one by one, roaring and chopping at the black fog that was as thick as real steel.

Having experience in dealing with this kind of invaders, they quickly charged into the battle formation... This is another unexpected thing, thought the hiding female mage.

As soon as the enemy left, a new enemy came. Alarak shouted angrily: "Get out of here, you piece of trash!"

Baron Sorahan blocked the witchcraft for the lucky one among his ten thousand brothers, and said: "Intruders... thieves, do you think the knowledge you stole can be of use to us?"

"For cunning thieves like you, the liches of the Sacrifice Academy have long figured out how to deal with you."

As he spoke, the evil-tooth necklace around Baron Sorahan's neck emitted a faint blue light, which seemed to have the effect of suppressing some theft spells.

Excluding the time of the living, he only lived for three hundred years, but the bravery of death and new power brought him a new status. The thieves he had seen had already... Why was it useless?!

Faced with the ineffective Fierce Tooth Necklace, the power of death in it was absorbed by Gaolek, leaving nothing behind. Baron Sorahan hurriedly swung his giant axe to block the fist wrapped in black mist.

He was suddenly shocked in his heart. He had seen this power before. It was recorded in... This is...

Tearing apart Baron Sorahan, whose expression changed drastically, Gollak instantly enveloped him with the dark power of death, leaving only a huge axe that was picked up by Alarak.

Both are legends, so why is there such a big gap? Before Baron Sorahan faced death again, he couldn't help but question whether all his years of hard work were for nothing...

At that moment, Gaolek said to Baron Sorahan, who was only showing pain: "Thief? This is the knowledge we discovered ourselves."

For this kind of clown, Gao Lek had no choice but to send him off... Baron Sorahan said: "You...you and Shi..."

Before Baron Sorahan could finish his words, Gaolek crushed him to death with one hand. No liquid splashed, only the endless black death energy.

The baron, who had just entered the legendary world a long time ago, had the power of death in his body transformed into nourishment for the Drust battle formation. It was really a disgrace to the psychic lord who was pioneering the territory!