Stormwind God

Chapter 1577 Frozen Smile

"Let's take a look at the situation first." What else could Alexstrasza do? That’s all I can say.

The meeting broke up a bit on bad terms.

Everyone knows that there will be results soon.

Malygos, the King of Magic, has never been the kind of dragon with strong endurance. His magic is more like a wave. When there is a huge disparity in power, he can directly kill the opponent in an instant. When the gap is not big, it can hurt the opponent, and maybe even rely on the dragon's body to withstand the enemy's counterattack and kill the opponent.

If he can't hurt the opponent, he won't have any surprises, and he will lose if he should lose.

The arrogant Malygos rushed into Icecrown Citadel, Alsace's lair. Arthas even opened the magic defense circle above Icecrown Citadel for him, so that the Blue Dragon King could come directly to the Ice Throne.

Ordinary natural disaster experts have no chance of winning against this dragon king of magic.

Since resistance is a meaningless loss of troops, it is better to go straight to king versus king!

Sitting on the Ice Throne, Arthas only revealed two faint blue eyes from the heavy Lich King's full-face helmet. He silently watched the ice-blue behemoth slowly descend from the mid-air. .

It flapped its shining blue wings that did not belong to this gray sky. Every time its wings vibrated, the cold current rolled up was like an ice storm, sweeping across the entire Ice Crown Fortress.

The temperature, which was already freezing enough, dropped further, and the absolute zero turbulence, which represented the ultimate freezing point, easily completely covered the rest of the area above the Ice Crown Citadel, except for the Ice Throne, with thick snow.

"Roar -" a dragon roar sounded, and every undead in the areas near the Ice Throne was shocked by this primitive roar that seemed to come from the distant past.

This scream comes from the planet's overlords who have been at the top of the food chain for 25,000 years - the Dragon Clan!

This dragon roar belongs to a magic king who controls the elements!

The terrifying sense of oppression in the dual realm directly makes the slightly weaker elite undead warriors feel unsteady, as if the soul fire nestled in the rotten chest will be extinguished at any time.

Descending from the clouds, Malygos did not descend directly to the square on top of Icecrown Citadel. He flapped his dark blue wings and hovered over the Ice Throne.

The golden eyes were like a pair of golden balls cast from gold, glaring at Alsace sitting on the Ice Throne with the indifference of a co-lord of the elemental world.

The guy who calls himself the Lich King has no intention of standing up and is still sitting on the throne with dignity, which makes Malygos very unhappy. However, he likes this feeling of looking down at the enemy from a high position.

"Despicable blasphemer Arthas! You should know why I came!" Malygos made a rumbling voice, and under his huge blue jaw, his white hair was fluttering in the turbulent cold wind.

"Sindragosa?" There was obvious contempt in Alsace's voice: "I was just worried about the lack of air force, and you came here. Although I don't believe in luck, it seems that this thing does exist."

Malygos's face became wonderful.

Perhaps in Uncle Long's imagination, Alsace should be trembling even if he didn't bow his head and worship like a god. He really couldn't see any possibility of Alsace defeating him, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to Icecrown Citadel alone to cause trouble for Alsace.

Of course he has absolute confidence in his own strength.

At the same time, this is not like running over to get a bargain.

Wintergrasp is not far from his home base. Duke was used as bait, and the combined attack of Alexstrasza and Elune was completely within his sensing range. He absolutely knew how serious Alsace's injuries were.

Who would have known that when he came here to show off, he would actually be treated like a fool delivering food? This made the arrogant Malygos not angry! ?

"Unbridled -" Accompanied by the terrifying dragon roar, the cold wind rolling under Malygos's dark blue wings was like clouds of ice, with dots of blue cold light in the clouds, which were scattered around. After the light fell, the frost elements above the entire Ice Crown Fortress became chaotic.

The frost elementals that should have bowed to the Lich King all worshiped the same, offering their loyalty to the original king of magic in the world of Azeroth.

It feels terrible to be stripped of control of subordinate elements. In the world of elements, Alsace should have heard the sound of countless strings breaking.

It was almost a face-to-face encounter. The only elements Arthas could control were a pitiful distance of less than ten meters around the Ice Throne.

Such a large ice-crown fortress has almost become Malygos's territory.

The blue eyes still exuded a dim light. This time, Alsace finally stood up and faced the sullen Blue Dragon King. Alsace smiled.

This...maybe should be attributed to some kind of inorganic sound similar to laughter, which sounds hollow and weird.

"Malygos, you are indeed very strong. Ever since Duke Marcus laid despicable traps for me time and time again and mobilized a large number of strong men to encircle and suppress me, I also feel that the quality of my men has deteriorated a bit. You came just in time..."

"Huh? Are you already crazy?" Malygos raised his chin, as if to see what other methods you had.

Arthas held the hilt of [Frostmourne] with both hands, leaned on the sword, and raised his head slightly: "No, I just find it funny. Could it be that my nickname of Arthas has changed from [Lich King] to [Frost] King]?"

Malygos' arrogant smile suddenly froze. If the opponent is a magic master, or a guy who relies on elements, when all the elements of the opponent are controlled by him, the ancestor of magic, the result will be a defeat.

Malygos calmed down: Liches play with corpses, and I won't be afraid even if a living Sindragosa comes out. There is no corpse of an extremely powerful person that he can enslave...

The Blue Dragon King's random thoughts haven't ended yet. Arthas has already solved the mystery himself.

"Hehe!" Alsace made a sound that should have been a sneer: "Why would I allow you, a vulgar person like me, to come to my throne if I am so great? Just to let you taste for yourself the ten thousand years of regret forged by yourself! "

The [Frostmourne] in his hand suddenly became as big as the sky. Although it was just a shadow, something bound in the shadow of the huge rune sword made Malygos almost collapse on the spot.

"No! No! Don't come here -" Malygos screamed like a frightened little girl and turned around and flew away.

However, the blue dragon shadows behind him were faster than him.

"Father——"

"Your Majesty - your great Majesty -"

"Honey……"

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