Traveling through the game world

"You said yourself that you are an enemy of your Night Elf race, not my enemy, Lian Yang!" Lian Yang really had nothing more to say to Malfurion's lack of tact. With his intelligence and emotional intelligence so low, Lian Yang really didn't know how Malfurion had managed to climb to the position of leader of the Night Elf race.

"Human, you've gone too far! You should know we're allies now!" Malfurion was furious. He had only become allies with Malfurion because these orcs had beaten him so badly that he couldn't even lift his head. And now, Malfurion was calling his enemies brothers! What kind of utter nonsense was this?

After quickly tidying his clothes, Lian Yang stood before Malfurion and said calmly, "First, I want you to understand one thing: Tyrande came seeking help from the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Secondly, and most importantly, the Night Elves are under attack from the Scourge, which is why we've come. As for the Orcs, I'm sorry, you saw it yourself. Grom Hellscream wasn't acting rationally; he was controlled by Mannoroth, the Pit Lord of the Burning Legion. But now, to prove his innocence, Mannoroth has been completely killed by us. Finally, arrogant elf, I'm informing you now that our brief alliance has ended. The Orcs will no longer attack the Night Elves. If the Night Elves don't provoke the Orcs, the Scourge, as you've seen, is now under the control of our Prince Arthas. So, Mr. Malfurion, I'm giving you some time—time to escape. I'm currently suppressing my partner, the Demon Sword Apophis, who constantly threatens to kill you!"

Lian Yang's words were a perfect combination of offense and defense. In fact, that was exactly how the plot was going to go. In Lian Yang's plan, Tyrande's request for help was just an excuse for him to lead a large army to the continent of Kalimdor. He had no intention of actually helping the night elves.

Don't be fooled by Lian Yang's willingness to fight tooth and nail for friendship; when it comes to interests, Lian Yang, already the leader of a powerful force, is actually progressing towards becoming a politician.

Malfurion's face turned completely green after hearing Lian Yang's words. In the tens of thousands of years since he was the ruler of the Night Elves, when had Malfurion ever been treated like this? Everyone had always treated Malfurion with utmost respect. But now, there was this guy, Lian Yang, who had been opposing him from beginning to end.

Despite his displeasure, Malfurion lacked the courage to challenge Lian Yang. While Cenarius had indeed defeated Mannoroth in ancient times, that was at Cenarius's peak, far stronger than when he was killed by Grom Hellscream. After tens of thousands of years of silence, who knew how weak Cenarius had become by the time he was killed by Grom Hellscream?

But Mannoroth was different. Everyone knew what the Burning Legion did, and they also knew that as one of the three Pit Lords of the Burning Legion, Mannoroth must have fought countless battles, and his combat power must have increased compared to the ancient era. Yet, even under such circumstances, he was killed by Lian Yang. Thinking of this, Malfurion sent a terrifying signal to Lian Yang in his mind.

"Hmph!" Malfurion wanted to yell at Lian Yang, but dared not speak. In the end, he could only let out a cold snort and leave without looking up. Who knew if the eccentric Lian Yang would actually kill him?

"Coward! It would be a miracle if the Night Elves led by someone like that had any fighting power!" Lian Yang looked at Malfurion's departing figure with disdain. True strength is fearless in the face of challenges. Even Illidan's approach of joining the enemy camp to gain their power and then using it in battle is far superior to Malfurion's cowardly choice.

"Alright, I really wonder what will become of the Night Elves of Azeroth under the leadership of someone like Malfurion when the Burning Legion is about to strike again!" Arthas patted Lian Yang on the shoulder. Actually, he didn't have much else to say. Although Lian Yang said he had dissolved the alliance with the Night Elves, everyone knew that once the Burning Legion actually descended upon Azeroth, the three most powerful races on the continent—the Humans, Orcs, and Night Elves—would be natural allies. However, having an ally like Malfurion behind them made them extremely uneasy.

"Alright, Lianyang, and Arthas, we can only guarantee our own fighting strength. As for the fighting strength of others, we really can't consider that too much. I need to go and reorganize my people. You know, we orcs have just arrived on this continent and are still unfamiliar with the place. Many people in the Warsong Gulch also need to be healed. The Warsong Gulch can't continue to act so recklessly." After Malfurion left, Thrall spoke up at the right time. The situation was too complicated. It was one thing for the races on Azeroth to be at odds, but the Burning Legion was about to launch an expedition. There wasn't much time left for anyone.

"Alright, let's leave it at that then!" Lian Yang nodded and said, "I should also go with Arthas to deal with his Scourge army. Although it's not a very righteous army, it's still a very powerful force. There should only be one true Lich King."

For Lian Yang, his more important goal was actually the Scourge. It should be noted that Lian Yang and Arthas's subordinates were currently severely lacking in manpower. Although their high-tech weapons were very powerful, the number of troops was a serious problem. Moreover, the individual strength of the Burning Legion's soldiers was not necessarily lower than that of Lian Yang and Arthas's legions, which were equipped with high-tech weapons.

If the soldiers on both sides are of equal strength, the side with more troops will naturally be more likely to win when war breaks out.

Scourge

The Scourge was eerily quiet. The three Dreadlords were recovering from their injuries, and Ner'zhul knew perfectly well that with Arthas on the battlefield, the Scourge couldn't unleash its full power, as Arthas held absolute control. However, the Lich King Ner'zhul absolutely refused to accept that his painstakingly built Scourge would benefit someone else.

"Arthas, you've gone too far!" Ner'zhul remained seated on his Frozen Throne, his icy expression obscuring his true thoughts. However, the tone of his voice conveyed to Arthas revealed to everyone the displeasure of Ner'zhul, the former supreme leader of the Scourge and the true Lich King.

Through Frostmourne, Arthas could easily communicate with Ner'zhul and naturally received Ner'zhul's message. A cold smile appeared on his lips as he said indifferently, "Ner'zhul, tell me, is it possible for there to be two suns in the sky?"

"What do you mean!" Ner'zhul's heart skipped a beat when he heard Arthas's words; Arthas's tone was clearly off!

"What do you mean? What do you think I mean?!" Arthas's tone had turned from calm to icy, and the murderous intent between the lines was obvious.

The Lich King Ner'zhul was certainly not stupid; on the contrary, he was quite clever. In fact, he had recently sensed Arthas's intentions and said, "You should know that the Scourge was created by me, and naturally, it can also be destroyed by me!"

"So what?" A cold smile crept across Arthas's lips as he said menacingly, "Even without the Scourge, I am still the prince of Lordaeron, the strongest human kingdom, and the crown prince Arthas. I wonder what will become of you, sealed atop the Frozen Throne after losing the Scourge. Kygardane surely won't allow you to fail again and again!"

In fact, even before arriving in Kalimdor, Lian Yang and Arthas's plan was to go to the Frozen Throne again to kill the Lich King Ner'zhul and gain supreme command of the Scourge. After all, the Scourge was the strongest force on the continent, and even if the army of Lordaeron, which had integrated Lian Yang's high technology, were to go to war, the Kingdom of Lordaeron would not be able to outlast the Scourge.

In the recent war against the Scourge and the orcs, Lian Yang and Arthas suddenly discovered that the Scourge was also a reliable force. However, as time went by, reliability could turn into unreliability. In essence, the Scourge was created by the Lich King Ner'zhul. Although they had to share command with Arthas for the time being, it was hard to guarantee that one day, the Lich King Ner'zhul would make a breakthrough in his research and regain absolute command of the Scourge.

Therefore, for Lian Yang and Arthas, the uncontrollable Lich King Ner'zhul is definitely a target that must be killed. After all, being uncontrollable is unacceptable. If you want to turn the uncontrollable into the controllable, then just kill the uncontrollable.

"Arah, or rather, have you and your friend Lian Yang really thought this through?" The Lich King Ner'zhul knew that now was not the time to beg for mercy, nor did he intend to. After all, he was also an absolute powerhouse on the continent of Azeroth, and he had his pride.

"You mean the continent of Lordaeron?" Arthas sneered coldly. "War always involves sacrifice. Lordaeron has already suffered enough, and it won't care about losing any more. Besides, do you really think you can let the Scourge destroy Lordaeron before we eliminate you?"

The Lich King Ner'zhul fell silent. He knew that some things were already set in stone, and now he needed to consider how to escape this calamity. After all, when it came down to it, he was the one who was truly at a disadvantage.

Of course, the reason why Lian Yang and Arthas openly told the Lich King Ner'zhul that they were going to kill him was to give Ner'zhul time to gather his troops. After all, this is a purely data-driven world, and the best way to truly improve one's strength is still to fight monsters and level up.

But reality isn't a game. Real, powerful monsters or bosses are all powerful beings with names and identities. If Lian Yang and Arthas were to search for them, it would take forever. Now, they're directly and openly telling the Lich King Ner'zhul that they're going to kill him.

Even if the Lich King Ner'zhul knew that Lian Yang and Arthas were trying to eliminate his hidden forces to level up, he would still summon them without hesitation. After all, if he summoned them, only some of his subordinates and friends might die, but if he didn't, it would definitely be Ner'zhul himself who would die.

As the old saying goes, "Better to die for your friend than for yourself," and that's exactly what the Lich King Ner'zhul is about to do. He still has his ideals to fulfill; he cannot die.

冰封王座

"Anubreo, immediately take your troops back to the Frozen Throne!" The Lich King Ner'zhul immediately summoned one of his most powerful and loyal generals, the Crypt Lord Anubreo.

It's important to understand that the vast majority of the Scourge forces are directly under the Lich King Ner'zhul's command. While the Scourge's combat power is terrifying, truly top-tier fighters are few and far between. Therefore, the Scourge is invincible in conquering cities and territories, but it's clearly insufficient to deal with powerful figures like Lienyan and Arthas.

While the Crypt Demons weren't directly under the Lich King Ner'zhul's command, their lord Anub'breo was one of the strongest warriors on Azeroth. More importantly, the Crypt Demons weren't directly under the Lich King's command. This meant they could directly participate in the conflict between Arthas and Ner'zhul.

"Varimasathas, I know that none of you three have the guts to fight Lian Yang, so while Lian Yang and Arthas are on the continent of Kalimdor, the three of you should go to the continent of Lordaeron as soon as possible and cause as much destruction as possible!"

"It's a great honor!" Varimathras chuckled. He really didn't have the guts to challenge Lian Yang; that was simply the epitome of terror.

The Lich King Ner'zhul was well aware of this, and if he really summoned the three dreadlords to the Frozen Throne, these three cowards might even help Lian Yang and Arthas kill him upon seeing Lian Yang, which would be a huge loss.

Without further ado, the Lich King Ner'zhul summoned almost the entire Scourge army of liches to his Frozen Throne. After all, Ner'zhul was unsure whether he could defeat Lian Yang, and only with a large enough force could he feel secure.

"Let's go, Lian Yang. I reckon Ner'zhul has already started making his move!"