Menethil's Power

Chapter 452 Lich King, Meow King

The Wrathgate stands there, no doubt the gateway into Icecrown.

There is bound to be a bitter battle. The soldiers of the Northern Expeditionary Army are ready to fight, just waiting for the commander's order. The enemy looks very difficult to deal with, but they have no fear.

But in the headquarters of the temporary camp, a little trouble happened.

"Your Highness wants me to take full command of this battle?" Tirion asked with some surprise.

"Yes, he said that he has other things to deal with, and you will be responsible for this battle." Teligosa said helplessly.

She didn't know why, anyway, Isaacs' face was suddenly frighteningly cold, and after leaving a few words, he disappeared. Teligosa could swear that he could feel a little power of time. Could it be that this human being didn't Just hooked up with a red dragon, and has something to do with those mysterious guys?

Blue dragons are curious by nature, but Teligosa is able to control this emotion well.

Tirion was also very puzzled. It is obviously inappropriate for the coach to disappear before the battle. His Highness Isaacs should know this, not to mention what other "important matters" are there in this icy and snowy place?
Although there was a lot of confusion, Tirion knew that he should not question His Highness. He only needed to complete his mission. The paladin opened the tent and looked outside at the Northern Expeditionary Army that was ready to go.

Although this is a snowy field, the sun is still strong.

……

Isaacs was flying rapidly over the Icecrown Glacier at this time, and his target was the towering ice spire. His body seemed invisible, passing through the densely packed gargoyles and frost dragons, and these undead were all against him. Existence is ignorant.

As long as it has a certain offensive ability, then the bronze dragon is the most perfect assassin.

The Ice Spire is getting closer and closer, and Isaacs can already see the huge ice block on the top of the steeple, and what surrounds the steeple is no longer gargoyles or frost bone dragons, but some angel-like spirits with wings biology.

Of course Isaacs recognized them, the Valkyries, and Arturia, who is now believed by the Lightforged Elf in Quel'Thalas, also exists in this way.

Most of the Valkyries are in the Hall of Valor, and a small number have entered the undead world of Shadowlands. Ner'zhul discovered the existence of these Valkyries after he became the Lich King. He was very interested in them, so he tried to Create your very own Valkyrie.

He succeeded. After all, there are still a considerable number of Vrykul in Northrend, and many of them have joined the Scourge, so Ner'zhul has no shortage of experimental materials.The Valkyrie Valkyrie can freely travel back and forth between the real world and the Kingdom of Shadows, and their existence has qualitatively increased the expansion speed of the Scourge.

These Val'kyr are generally called the maids of the Lich King, and they have a very high status in the Scourge.

There was silence at the top of the steeple, save for the howling of the cold wind.Isaacs landed silently, gradually changing from the dragon form to the original form, his eyes were always on the frozen throne and the armor on it.

Ner'zhul's soul is in it.

Isaacs did not withdraw the super-dimensional state immediately, but seemed to be waiting for something. Sure enough, after ten seconds, a hollow and deep voice began to echo in this high-altitude place.

"The defeat of the Burning Legion was faster than everyone expected. Archimonde originally thought he could rule the world directly, but now he has to stay in Argus in a state of desperation. The problem of the demons has been solved. I think someone should come to me gone."

This voice obviously came from the existence within the Ice Throne, Ner'zhul the Lich King.

Isaacs was silent.

"Aren't you going to show up?" The hollow voice sounded again, "Your concealment skills are very amazing. Although I don't know your identity and exact location, I can feel your existence. After all, the breath of the soul cannot be fooled." Human."

Isaacs' figure slowly appeared, "It seems that you are very clear about your situation." He smiled coldly.

"I didn't expect that we would meet under such circumstances, Prince Isaacs of Lordaeron.

"You know me?" Isaacs raised an eyebrow.

"Really outstanding people will always attract attention. I have been observing the Eastern Kingdom, and I will naturally be impressed by you. The history of this world should not be like this. Everything is changed because of you. People who can affect the whole world are the only ones I have ever seen before. I've seen one..."

"Your disciple Gul'dan?" Isaacs said directly.

Ner'zhul fell into silence, and the sudden words from the other party showed that he knew his own background and knew that Ner'zhul was an orc shaman before.

"It seems that you already know a lot of things." The Lich King said.

"Of course," Isaacs said in a nonchalant tone. He pulled out the liquid metal of the hand of order to wrap it up and directly strengthened it. The long sword that had become pure silver shone with dazzling light. , a layer of crystallized holy light shell was formed, and the astonishing energy breath began to dissipate.

Such a huge sacred power naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding Val'kyr. They tried to approach, but suddenly they all fell into a sluggish state, not even flapping their wings.

Isaacs didn't even look at them, but continued to use the power of time to form a space-time barrier behind these stagnant Val'kyr. The main function of this barrier is to isolate the interior from the outside world, so as not to be affected by any bother.

It was self-evident what he was going to do.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Isaacs walked towards the Frozen Throne. His speed was not fast, but every step brought great pressure.

Ner'zhul remained calm at this time, "Since you know my true identity, you should know that we are not enemies."

Isaacs' footsteps did not pause.

"The Burning Legion tricked me, tortured me, turned me into their tool, and they sent a dreadlord to spy on me, but I've got rid of that pompous idiot, and my main goal now is to send them Revenge, so we actually have a common goal and can fight hand in hand.”

Isaacs seemed to have never heard of it.

"Look at the undead army of Icecrown Glacier. They will be a powerful force against the Burning Legion. We can even join your war with the undead system, so that every soldier has two lives..."

"Ridiculous idea." Isaacs snorted.

"You should be more rational, and don't make reckless decisions because of inherent ideas." Ner'zhul continued to try to persuade Isaacs, he seemed to be very aware of his situation, and did not make any unnecessary resistance. "You should know that without me, those undead will lose control, and destroying them will definitely hurt your vitality."

Isaacs had already walked up the steps at this time, and before he came to the frozen throne, he tilted his head slightly, looking at the unmanned armor in front of him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, the former chief of the Shadowmoon clan, now oppressing all beings The current Lich King is just a pitiful begging for mercy, intimidating, tempting, and understanding, no matter how calm his attitude is, it can't change the fact that he is absolutely weak.

Unexpectedly, he was already so powerful that even the Lich King had to submit, but because of the relationship in his previous life, he always had some psychological shadows about him. Isaacs couldn't help laughing at himself, he should have come to face Ner'zhul long ago.

It is impossible for Ner'zhul to touch the soul of Isaacs, so all the words of this old guy cannot shake Isaacs' mind. The light on the liquidation has reached the extreme, and Isaacs lifted it up to face the ice The throne stabbed away.

Although there was no one in this huge ice block, Ner'zhul's soul was in it, and the breaking of the ice block meant that his soul dissipated.

Just when the shining edge of the blade was about to touch the surface of the ice, Ner'zhul spoke again, "You seem to have forgotten one person."

The blade stopped abruptly, and Isaacs narrowed his eyes. He knew who Ner'zhul was talking about.

Gianna.

"What did you do to her?"

"It's very simple. I just let her understand the essence of this world. She still maintains her own body and thinking ability. Everything is her own decision. I just play a guiding role."

"Where is she now?" Isaacs' face was gloomy.

"Now? She should be in the Eastern Kingdom to uphold the justice she thinks, but don't worry, her goal is not Lordaeron."

Isaacs was silent, he seemed to be in a tangle, he knew that Ner'zhul was increasing his bargaining chips, although history had changed, but this guy would never sit still, what he meant was obvious, if Isaacs chose to cooperate with him, he would immediately Can stop Jaina's actions.

The blade hangs in the air for a long time, which shows the complex state of mind of its owner. If Ner'zhul's soul has a body, he will show a triumphant smile at this time.

Isaacs kept a dignified expression like this, as if he might give up the death threat to Ner'zhul at any time, but suddenly, Qing Lian stabbed half the distance of the blade forward with an extremely decisive momentum.

It pierced the Frozen Throne.

Huge cracks spread from the place where the liquidation pierced, and the sound of ice shattering echoed, accompanied by Ner'zhul's unbelievable soul scream.

"you!!!"

"I hate your tone. It's better to destroy an existence like you. I don't see how you will benefit Azeroth." Isaacs pulled out the liquidation forcefully, "And if you If it dies, wouldn't Jaina be free again?"

Blue-black energy continuously leaked from the cracks pierced by the liquidation. This is obviously the essence of Ner'zhul's soul. The Lich King, who should have set off a bloody storm in Azeroth, has come to the end of his life at this time .

Ner'zhul's aura continued to weaken, and Qing Qing injected a large amount of power of holy light into it when he pierced it. The holy power collided fiercely with the original power of death and frost in the Ice Throne.

"Stupid... ridiculous..." This was Ner'zhul's last message, and then the huge ice block burst suddenly, and Isaacs immediately propped up the holy shield without any damage.

The essence of Ner'zhul's soul broke free from the shackles of the ice, and it seemed that they were about to gather together, but of course Isaacs would not give him this chance. The holy light, like a punishment from heaven, fell from the sky and completely enveloped the entire Ice Throne.

Isaacs gave Ner'zhul a lot of face by attracting the power directly from the ocean of light, and the appearance of such a grand holy light on the top of the Frozen Throne is very special.

Light, illuminate the Frozen Throne.

Ner'zhul has no chance of surviving. He is essentially a weak soul after being tortured by Kil'jaeden. His strength lies in his knowledge and wisdom, and such strength can be said to be useless in a frontal battle. effect.

Along with the ice cubes falling to the ground was the Lich King armor. For a leader, Ner'zhul was undoubtedly generous, and the spoils for killing him were extremely rich.

I can't just leave this set of at least legendary armor here. Isaacs shrugged and began to pack up the scattered equipment. The other parts of the Lich King's armor are only armor with powerful enchantments, but the head is different. The Lich King's Crown is essentially the crown that rules the Scourge.

Isaacs walked through the shattered ice, and picked up the Helm of Dominion, which was no less important than Frostmourne. The style of this helmet was different from that of all races in Azeroth, and it was covered with spikes.

Isaacs stared at it for a long time. Of course, he didn't want to put the helmet on his head, but found that the center of the brow of the helmet of domination, where there should be a crystal, was actually empty.

Isaacs suddenly had a bad feeling. The reason why Ner'zhul gathered all the undead in Icecrown Glacier was probably because of this. The lack of the Helm of Domination greatly reduced his control over the Scourge.

So in whose hands will the missing part be?
Isaacs felt a little relieved because of killing Ner'zhul, and his mood became heavy again. This old orc did some unexpected things in such an unfavorable situation.

Things may be a little troublesome, and it seems that they must return to the Eastern Kingdom immediately.

Around the Frozen Throne, all the undead felt the disappearance of the supreme being, and a faint riot was happening. The undead's natural killing desire and hatred drove them to leave this land and spread to a wider area.

Outside the Scourge's Gate, the Northern Expeditionary Army has cleared the guards under the command of Tirion, and is occupying the city wall according to the general siege warfare process. However, at this moment, they saw countless undead on the Icecrown Glacier riots.

"Bless the Light!" Tirion couldn't help but sigh, "We've already angered them!"

"Actually not." Isaacs suddenly appeared behind him, "Tirion! Stop attacking, I want you to guard these intersections to ensure that no undead leave this glacier!"

(End of this chapter)