Stormwind God

Chapter 1685 The Sun King Who Commits Great Death (First Update)

After a burst of screams, Alsace's voice floated down again: "Ask me again, do you dare not, or do you refuse to accept it?"

I don’t dare, I just dare to be angry but dare not speak.

If you don't accept it, just start a fight in person.

If Anastrian was still the chief of the tribe, at least he would have Thrall in front of him.

But now he has no barrier, and he can only use his thin body to face the Lich King who controls the existence and destruction of his soul.

He was trembling, and in his empty eyes, two weak soul fires were trembling, as if mourning.

"I accept it! Of course I accept it! I am His Majesty the Lich King's most loyal servant!" Abandoning his moral integrity, the former Sun King is now just a humble and shameless soul.

Arthas was unmoved and shook his head: "In the past, Ner'zhul always liked to use absolute soul control. He once thought that as long as the living entered the realm of death, they would fall under his absolute dominion. Exit. Obviously, he was wrong."

The Sun King was trembling.

Alsace held the chin of his helmet and tilted his head: "You and your Forsaken once broke free from Ner'zhul's control, which is the best proof. Therefore, for those strong men who are worthy of training, I will Tends to let it slowly degenerate. Only the depravity of one's own will is the deepest and most complete depravity. For example, the me in the past, Malygos now, and...you in the future..."

The cold words penetrated directly into the deepest part of Anastrian's body, causing his soul to tremble even more.

"Actually, I'm a little surprised that you came to me. I don't know why you feel insecure in the tribe. Since you chose to trade, choose to become my subordinate and crave power, I will not break your promise." Here, Arthas slowly stepped down from the Ice Throne. With every step he took, the metal leg armor made a "clang" sound when it hit the ice. Each sound was like a giant hammer, hitting Anast Ryan's soul.

Arthas walked to the Sun King and stood in front of him: "Raise your head, my servant."

The Sun King was still trembling. He raised his rusty spine and faced Arthas with his skull face. He couldn't see anything, only the two ghostly eyes that looked like will-o'-the-wisps in the slits of the full-face helmet.

If he could still swallow his saliva, he would definitely make a "gurgling" sound at this moment. Too bad he can't.

It was pressure and cold that could freeze even the soul. In front of Alsace, Anastrian felt that he was so insignificant.

Only then did the Sun King notice that Alsace was holding an icy crystal skull in his free left hand.

"This is……"

Alsace's cold laughter came from under the helmet and pierced directly into the Sun King's soul: "You want to take refuge in me, and I allow it. But I will use my soul handprint to prevent you from betraying me! You I wanted to gain power, and I allowed it. But I didn’t promise that I wouldn’t make you feel pain.”

At this time, Anastrian was shaking like chaff. He was completely unable to control his soul and body, and he couldn't even use a drop of magic element.

With a [Death Grip], Anastrian's entire bones were lifted lightly and hung in the air.

The Lich King's chuckle sounded like a ghost: "Ten years! The other soul of me is imprisoned in this little skull. It can't go anywhere and can't contact my body at all. You can only endure a hundred times the extreme pain that your body can endure day and night, being tortured by cold, narrowness and extreme pain. Of course, this thing can also greatly increase your mental power. As long as you merge with this thing, you He is a true demigod."

Alsace's laughter became louder and louder: "How is it? Are you happy? The new Mr. Demigod Lich."

"No...no, I..." In that private deal, Arthas promised to turn him into a demigod. If he had known that this would be the end, Anastrian might as well have continued to hide in the tribe. Even if his dirty deal with Kil'jaeden was exposed, he might still be able to hide in the New Undercity and resist.

To become like this, you are simply committing suicide!

"Come on. You should be happy. Duke has too many demigods, and I need more powerful demigods as my helpers." After that, Arthas directly took the ice skeleton that had imprisoned Ner'zhul. pressed into Anastrian's face.

"Crack-"

How does it feel to have your facial bones being slowly crushed inch by inch?

Even though he was no longer alive and had lost his nervous system, the pain in his soul still brought Anastrian to the verge of collapse.

He wanted to scream, but he couldn't!

He wanted to resist, but couldn't.

He could only watch helplessly as the fragile-looking ice skull crushed his entire skull.

He felt that he had lost something forever. He didn't know what it was, but he had a vague feeling that it must be something very important.

It took Alsace five full minutes to crush the poor creature's skull into powder. A gust of cold wind blew, and the bone meal scattered on the ground was blown away without a trace.

Above the body of the Sun King, there is now an ice skull with a completely different pure white color.

Skeletons that have long since lost their lives are constantly making funny twitching movements under the stimulation of the scurrying dark power, and even have many anti-joint behaviors.

Arthas suddenly wanted to laugh.

Laugh if you want.

"Hahahaha——" The arrogant laughter that seemed to dominate all existence in the world echoed around the Frozen Throne, and then floated to the entire Ice Crown Fortress, echoing continuously.

All the high-level undead creatures that could express their emotions were stunned for a moment, then immediately followed Alsace and let out an ugly laugh like a night owl.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

How long have you been laughing?

Arthas didn't know, he only knew that he was in a great mood.

Looking at the undead creature on the ground that was still writhing ridiculously, Arthas ordered the Blood Queen: "After he returns to normal, I want all the information he knows. About the Alliance, the Horde, and Wyrmrest Temple."

"Yes!" Blood Queen Lannathel bowed and saluted.

On the other hand, there was a lot of discussion at the emergency throne meeting held by the alliance.

Some people advocate taking it slow, while others advocate holding it high and hitting hard.

Obviously no one can convince anyone.

The strength of the Scourge Legion is still terrifying.

After capturing the Scourge City, Arthas almost pulled out all the low-level undead creatures to attack the alliance's positions.

According to conservative statistics, the number of elite-level skeleton soldiers is still over one million. The number of undead creatures at each level is impossible to count.

Anastrian and Dranosh joining the Scourge also meant a considerable level of intelligence leakage.

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