Chapter 1148: The Fall of the Lich King

And Lord Fording is also an old acquaintance of the players.

The legendary paladin, exiled from his homeland for his friendship with an orc warrior, spoke with his son Tyran in the well-known phrase: "Race does not On behalf of honor, people should not make rash judgments about beings different from themselves."

Old Fording lived in seclusion in the Plaguelands, relying on those carrion eaters for food. He saw that his son Tyran joined the Scarlet Crusade and lost himself day by day. He hoped that he could use some souvenirs to wake up his son who had become a puppet and let him Rekindle the will of the paladin.

When the players brought the toy warhammer, the banner of glory of the Silver Hand, and the paintings of love and family to Tyran, the great lord of the Scarlet Crusade read Fording's handwritten letter and wept.

However, Tyran was killed by Ethan Lien on the way to leave. Fordring, who had lost his beloved son, was completely restored to the power of the Holy Light lost due to the Eitrigg incident. He vowed to bring new life to Lordaeron. order.

In the battle of Light's Hope Chapel, the Lich King ordered the death knight lord Darion Mograine to lead the Acherus Death Knights and the Scourge to attack the chapel, in an attempt to obtain the 3,000 Holy Knight Heroic Spirits under the chapel. The remains, transforming them into undead forces.

At the moment of crisis, Darion threw the fallen Ashbringer to Fording. With the help of three thousand holy knights under the chapel, Fording used the power of holy light to purify this fallen weapon. The legendary weapon Ashbringer be reborn.

At this point, the Silver Hand and the Argent Dawn merged into one, forming the Argent Northern Expedition, and Fordring became the great lord and the true leader of the crusade against the Lich King.

In the cold and windy Northrend, the players fought together with the Argent Crusade. Starting from the Dragonblight, the players recalled the whole process of the fall of Arthas, participated in the trial of the Crusaders, and finally passed the Ashes Judgment Army Attack Entering Icecrown Citadel, surmounting all obstacles, and finally to the Lich King.

The gray line of the grass snake, wandering for thousands of miles.

The battle with the Lich King's peak began as early as ten years ago. The clues in it run through "Warcraft" and "World of Warcraft", and each hero finally collided on the Ice Throne. spark.

...

"Warriors, attack!!"

The great lord Tirion Fordring rushed up with the Ashbringer, but in the next second, he was frozen in the ice tomb by the Lich King.

For this scene, Zou Zhuo and the others have come to see it. They have opened up the Lich King countless times, and the old Fording has been frozen countless times.

Players began to skillfully follow the established strategy to start the battle with the Lich King.

Although it has gone through countless times of team dungeons, it still takes a long time and unremitting efforts to defeat the mighty Lich King.

25 people complete their tasks in an orderly manner, the tank is focused on the mobs that are about to be refreshed, the output class is thinking about the output cycle in their minds to hit as high a second damage as possible, and the healer class pays attention to the bloodline of the whole team, as well as teammates. various debuffs.

"Necrosis, run to the beast of terror and prepare to disperse!"

"Parasitic! The precepts are preparing to set up a shield!"

"The stage has changed! Leaving the central area, everyone seizes the time to find their positions, the mirror is brushed, and the speed is pulled away!"

"Stand a little apart to reduce the damage of the torment... Hurry up and knock down the ice ball, don't let it get close!"

"The third stage, prepare to fight Hua Erqi! Arrest people, save the mage first! Give it control, ok, turn the fire!"

"There are still three seconds of black water! Quick, spread out, sprint with rocket shoes in the middle of the black water, very nice, come and gather."

"Be careful of soul harvesting, and immediately change tanks to taunt! Turn on the hard cap of the skill, heal the skill, and give me milk!"

"Okay, the fourth stage is very smooth, ready to enter the fifth stage, speed is the priority to deal with evil souls! dk opens the army, and the knight opens the invincible to knock me out!"

"Hurry up and raise the bloodline of the whole group! Continue to output in melee combat!"

"The final stage,

Don't care about anything, just do the boss! Don't care about anything, try to output the boss!"

"It's over, it's beautiful!"

The players are still trying their best to output, but they are already full of laughter.

"It's over, awesome!!"

"Wow, it's not easy! Our guild finally killed the Lich King!"

"Hahahaha, too strong!"

However, at this moment, the Lich King raised Frostmourne, killing the whole group in an instant.

Several players looked confused: "What's the situation? The group is destroyed?"

The conductor explained: "No, no, this is a normal plot, just watch the play."

The Lich King came to the center of the Frozen Throne: "You have trained them well, Fordring, you have sent the most powerful warriors in the world to me, which is exactly what I want! Your silent sacrifice , will be rewarded by me!"

The power of Frostmourne begins to erode every player's corpse: "See with your own eyes, I will turn them from corpses into Scourge warriors, and Azeroth will be thrown into chaos and destruction at their hands! And you, will It's the first corpse!"

"I would enjoy the irony!"

However, at this moment, Fording, who was trapped in the ice tomb, suddenly shouted: "O supreme light! Please bless me! Give me strength and help me break through these shackles!"

The infinite power of holy light suddenly erupted from Fording, smashing through the icy grave in an instant, and the ash messenger in his hand directly cut off Frostmourne!

The Lich King looked at Frostmourne, which was broken in his hand: "This...impossible..."

Highlord Tirion Fordring shouted: "It's over, Arthas! Your days of murder are over today!"

Terenas Menethil cried: "Free at last! It is over, my son, the time of reckoning has come! Champions of the Light, rally!"

The players stood up again and launched a final attack on the Lich King. The Lich King who lost Frostmourne was surrounded by countless grievances and looked vulnerable.

The Lich King cried out in pain: "I am like a lion before the flock, but they are not afraid of me!"

At the moment when the Lich King fell, two huge achievement panels popped up in everyone's field of vision:

【The Frozen Throne (25 people)】!

【The Fall of the Demon King (25 Players)】!

At the same time, the guild channel also instantly popped up rows of achievements to complete the refresh, and other guild members also sent congratulations.

"Wow! Kill the Lich King? Awesome!"

"It's amazing, it's been a long time to open up the wasteland and finally get rid of it!"

Arthas fell to the ground, his helmet tumbled to the side, and the broken Frostmourne lost its strength.

The familiar melody sounded, it was a mourning elegy.

Arthas tried desperately to stand up, but everything was in vain. The soul of the old king Terenas came to him, and the blue light in Arthas' eyes gradually dissipated...

"Father, is everything... over?" Arthas asked, looking at his father's soul.

The old king said calmly: "There is no eternity in kingship, my son."

Alsace's eyes were full of confusion and despair: "There is only... darkness in front of me..."

The old king Terenas closed his eyes for Arthas, and then said to Fordring: "Without the control of the Lich King, the Scourge will be even more insane and unstoppable. Control must be maintained, so, must There shall be one, the Lich King..."

Looking at the dissipated soul of the old king, Fordring picked up the Lich King helmet on the ground.

"Let me carry this heavy burden... No one is bigger than me..."

Just then, a voice shouted: "Tirion! You hold a cruel fate, but it does not belong to you!"

Fording turned back in astonishment. He found that Duke Bolvar, who had been tortured by the Lich King, had changed beyond recognition. The dragon's fire was constantly burning his body, but he was still alive.

"The world of the living has disgusted me, put the crown on my head, this curse will be guarded by me!"

"Tirion! You and these heroes have your own destiny, and this last task will be completed by me!"

Fording looked complicated: "History will always remember you, brother."

Duke Bolvar shook his head: "No! If the world wants to be reborn from destruction, everything that happened today must be forgotten!"

Fording's face was full of pain, and he put the Lich King's crown on Duke Bolvar's head.

Frost rose, freezing Duke Bolvar in an icy tomb.

"Tell them the Lich King is dead! Bolvar Fordragon perishes with them!"

"Go, get out of here, and never come back!"

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