"Heh...hehehe..."

Arthas laughed while covering the wound on his right chest. Blood flowed out from between his fingers, and the high temperature of the Flame Strike actually melted his long-frozen blood.

"You recast the Flame Strike? It seems that it is at least stronger than the last time it was broken by me... No, it seems to have more powerful power. I must admit that I enjoy talking to your father.

In the battle, he died heroically, but it was meaningless." Alsace said.

Under his control, several death knights launched an attack on Kael'thas, but they were blocked by the blood knights and were killed on the spot after a while. At this point, there were not many followers left around Alsace.

indivual.

Those who are qualified to launch a general attack on Icecrown Citadel are the elite among the elite, not to mention the number of undead. The most elite undead of the Scourge have to fight against many, and their numbers are constantly decreasing at a terrifying speed.

For Alsace, this battle was clearly lost.

No, the whole war.

Kael'thas looked at him coldly, raised his hand, and a pillar of fire shot up into the sky, instantly melting the ice that had frozen Dathrohan. The leader of the Silver Hand gasped for breath after breaking free from the shackles.

If he hadn't obtained the armor from Angmarre, he might have died long ago.

This is a vacuum area on the entire battlefield. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the soldiers from both sides fighting endlessly are fighting dozens of meters away, leaving this place to the leaders of both sides.

Tirion also held the Silver Hand hammer and stood behind Arthas.

Kael'thas Sunstrider, Saidan Dathrohan, and Tirion Fordring, three legendary heroes who stand at the apex of mortals in Azeroth, will faintly devour the Lich King and swallow up Ner'zhul's personality.

Alsace, who had swallowed up his good personality and turned into a completely evil existence, was surrounded in the center.

"Three against one?" Alsace sneered, "You will pay the price for your underestimation of the enemy..."

Da da da……

The sound of armor-covered combat boots on the hard frozen soil was heard, but it was extremely clear on the noisy battlefield filled with shouts of death.

Ashbringer Alexandros Mograine appeared on the battlefield holding the legendary artifact.

"Ah, the famous Ashbringer..." Arthas looked over with interest, "I have often heard of your heroic deeds."

As soon as he finished speaking, another cold voice came from the distance: "Alsace, there is me."

Accompanied by Yrel, Sylvanas came from afar with a bow. Arthas looked stern and said sarcastically: "Sylvanas? My most beloved plaything... Actually, I wanted you to

I have witnessed the destruction of my home with my own eyes, but it’s a pity that I don’t have so much time to waste.”

Sylvanas's expression suddenly darkened, she let out a roar, drew out the double daggers from her waist and rushed forward, directly kicking off the prelude to this legendary battle. When the remaining people saw her move, they no longer hesitated,

They launched an attack together.

Looking at the five legendary powerful men and facing many of the legendary artifacts famous in Azeroth, Arthas did not have the slightest fear. He raised Frostmourne, took a deep breath, and stabbed it into the ground.

boom!

After a loud noise that shook the sky, the majestic undead energy cracked the earth and surged out from the ground, causing a terrible explosion that directly threw several people away far away. Just as the cold magic surrounded them

When Arthas formed a biting ice storm, Sylvanas turned over deftly in mid-air, quickly took off the bow and arrow on her back and fired an arrow.

This extremely fast arrow directly hit the weak spot between Alsace's Crown of Command and the upper edge of his breastplate, and pierced his throat.

Just when Arthas stretched out his hand to break the arrow in great shock, a phoenix made of pure flames actually passed through the ice storm and suddenly exploded in front of him.

profound.

One of the most powerful spells in Kael'thas's life, second only to his ability to use magic to construct powerful weapons, and one of the best examples of his being the greatest master of magic that Quel'Thalas has ever known.

Under the transformation of the spell model, the fire element simulated by arcane energy constitutes this terrifying phoenix. It even has a certain intelligence. When it detonates all the fire magic in the body, you can imagine how terrifying it will be.

The power of.

The competition between ice and fire is taking place at this moment. The flames are swirling, constantly being annihilated by the ice. The ice storm is actually mixed with a trace of fiery red.

A god-like figure walked through the storm of fire and ice, holding a war hammer that shone with holy light, and slammed it down. Arthas instantly pulled out Frostmourne from the ground and lifted it up. The two weapons touched, but the owner of the weapon

There are different reactions.

Tirion Fordring was knocked over because his strength was far weaker than that of the Lich King. Arthas still stood firmly in place.

But the next second, his eyes widened suddenly and he looked at Frostmourne in his hand.

The confrontation just now caused a small gap to appear on this indestructible magic blade.

Arthas looked in disbelief at Tirion, who was being helped up by Yrel. The warhammer in the latter's hand was still intact.

What kind of weapon was that? It could actually create a gap in Frostmourne! This simply overturned Arthas's knowledge. No, even if Ner'zhul's personality was still there, he would still find it incredible.

But what they don't know is...

To some extent, Frostmourne is not as powerful as the Warhammer of the Silver Hand.

Among the many famous artifacts in Azeroth, there are many that are better than Frostmourne.

Such as the Blade of the Dark Empire, which is said to have been transformed by the claws of the Ancient Gods and carries the soul of the fifth Ancient God, Xalatath.

For example, the "Fist of Raiden", which was built by the Titan Aman'Thul and used by the high-level guardian Rai, has the ability to control the storm of Azeroth, and the "Supreme Fist" which is indestructible and known as the absolute defense of Azeroth.

"Guardian's Shield".

Such as the Silver Hand war hammer in the hands of Tirion Fordring. This war hammer was also made by the Titans of the Pantheon and handed over to the guardian Tyr.

Only similar artifacts deserve to be called artifacts in the true sense. In other words, they are artifacts among artifacts. Whether a mortal can perfectly use an artifact is not the only consideration of whether an artifact is powerful.

In comparison, Frostmourne is nothing more than a weapon forged by the Dread Lords. Even if the Dread Lords possess boundless knowledge of the dead, regardless of their knowledge and use of materials, or the magic poured into the weapon, all

Far inferior to Titan.

Although whether the artifact can exert its full power depends more on the strength of the user, no matter what, how does the artifact of the Dread Lord compare with the artifacts created by a god-like race? Even speaking absolutely, Frostmourne,

It is simply not worthy to be compared with such artifacts.

The reason Frostmourne is so powerful in the eyes of the world is largely due to the power of the Lich King.

It is a well-known story of the fall of Arthas. It confuses the Lich King's ability to control the undead with Frostmourne, which leads to the world's preconceived fear of this magic blade. In the official history, even mortals created

Even the Ashbringer can chop it into pieces, how can it live up to its own reputation?

It is better than functionality, better than weird abilities, better than the terrible rumors of soul control that make the living frightened... Putting aside these, its own power is completely incomparable with the Silver Hand Warhammer.

Even the one who wields the Silver Hand Warhammer is Tirion Fordring, who is far weaker than the Lich King and is completely unable to exert the power of this artifact.

Arthas only felt that his power was slowly draining away from the gap in Frostmourne.

"You are distracted, Arthas."

A cold voice came from behind. Arthas suddenly swept back with his sword, but Sylvanas, who was hiding in the shadows, nimbly dodged and left a mark on his breastplate.
Chapter completed!