Chapter 1713 The Heavy Damage of Despair (Second Update)

Whether it's Sylvanas' thunder arrow or Vashj's elemental fight, whichever side succeeds will bring considerable losses to Arthas.

Alsace, don't dodge or dodge.

Visible to the naked eye, hundreds of cubic meters of frost elements have been robbed of control.

The thunder arrows that would have been easily blocked in the past were shot at Alsace without any hindrance. Because of the deflection of the angle, the arrow was aimed at his chest instead.

Arthas was struck by the arrow, and the thunder and lightning snake twisted and twisted in his chest. Even the skull relief on his heavy armor was cracked by the arrow, and spider web-like cracks spread.

It can be predicted that the damage of this arrow is definitely not low.

If it had been before, Queen Xi would have been extremely happy. But at this moment, her mood sank into the icy abyss.

An attack that would allow Alsace to launch even if he was injured was definitely not child's play.

[Frostmourne] brings this attack to a final end.

Onyxia also knew that it was her fault, but she still had a little bit of luck and prayed that Arthas would not hit her.

Unfortunately, the next moment, she suddenly felt a trembling feeling pass through her body. The feeling scared her so much that she curled up subconsciously.

Immediately she saw a cold black light sweeping over her body. Even though she tried her best to dodge, she still felt pain in her lower body and right wing.

The heartbreaking pain, accompanied by the power of darkness, quickly spread to all corners of the body with the wound as the boundary. It was like a huge stone falling into a calm lake, setting off huge waves. Between the peaks and troughs of the huge waves, white and black spiritual power flashes. This power formed a spiderweb-like structure and began to quickly erode Onyxia's body.

"It's over!"

Onyxia tried hard to balance her body again. At the same time, she flicked her tail fiercely, thinking in her heart that she would at least fight to the death of both parties.

But Alsace, who had freed his hand, ignored Vashj who was coming towards him with his sword, and held his left hand towards the black dragon from a distance.

【Death Grip】!

With Alsace's strength, even if it involves a black dragon weighing dozens of tons, it will be effortless.

That unexpected imbalance once again disrupted the Black Dragon Princess's rhythm.

Sylvanas came to support with all her strength and shot another arrow with all her strength.

This arrow directly shot out Alsace's left shoulder armor, and you could even clearly see that the deltoid muscle on his shoulder seemed to have been eaten by a wild beast, and a large piece collapsed.

Arthas still ignored it and thrust out the third sword. This sword pierced the dragon's belly fiercely, causing the black dragon to let out an earth-shattering wail.

Vashj has arrived.

The frost aura surrounding Alsace suddenly erupted, and an iceberg centered on him expanded at an astonishing speed of one hundred meters per second.

The six newly replaced epic weapons slashed fiercely, and the speed of destruction of the iceberg was only slightly faster than the speed of its creation.

It was obviously too late to complete the attack on the Lich King.

The next moment, Arthas was already charging towards Vashj with his sword.

Two soul creatures that look a bit like angels, are based on the frost element, have two wings, and are all white in body [Va'kyr Shadow Guards] suddenly burst out of the void. They caught Vashchi off guard, rushed forward, and hugged Vashchi tightly.

The overwhelming restraint made it impossible for her to break free for a while.

Alsace has arrived.

After breaking the iceberg, he displayed [Frostmourne] to Vashj in a strange posture. The terrifying skull carving on the sword's hilt has a heart-stopping ghostly fire swaying in its eye sockets.

Vashj had never experienced anything like this. When she couldn't help but look at the skull, she suddenly heard a noisy soul sound. In this sound, it seemed like hundreds of people were talking and whispering.

It was like the palace banquet in Azshara thousands of years ago.

Obviously she wanted to reject the noise that kept echoing in her ears, but the Queen's order forced her to listen to every sound, trying to find out any secret conversations that were detrimental to the Queen or herself.

That sense of confusion, which was both vague and clear at the same time, greatly disturbed Vashchi's mind.

By the time she woke up from this disturbance, it was already too late.

Alsace's powerful horizontal slash has arrived.

It was a sword force that seemed to be able to separate the entire world from the horizon, leaving no room for dodge.

At the critical moment, all Vashj could do was to put all six weapons upright in vain to block the front.

"Pang! Pang! Pong! Pong! Pong! Pong!" Six consecutive crisp sounds and two sounds like cracking silk announced the failure of the final struggle.

The blood on Vashchi's face faded, and her flowing red hair seemed to have lost its color.

Even though she had tried her best to tighten her abdomen, she still couldn't avoid severe injuries.

Six epic weapons were shattered, two arms were cut off, and the lower abdomen was directly disemboweled. This was the end.

If possible, Vashj would rather see his intestines and internal organs bleeding all over the floor than see his wounds without a drop of blood. Because this means that the power of [Frostmourne] has begun to completely invade her body.

She is indeed a demigod, but a demigod is not immune to more powerful soul erosion.

Vashj knew that if she died before the Ice Throne, she would not even have a chance to return her soul to the planet Azeroth, and would become a slave to Arthas like the former Aspect Dragon Malygos.

"Hiss!" Sylvanas's face had already lost its color as she jumped down from the fallen black dragon.

It's too awful!

I originally thought that she, the weakest among the three, would be used as a breakthrough point by Alsace. She had been carefully prepared for this, always keeping at least 20% of the wind element to guard against Alsace's death grip. If she was forced to close combat distance, she would lose most of the battle.

It was clear that her mind had been completely read and taken advantage of.

Arthas had no intention of attacking her first. As long as he defeated the stronger Onyxia and Vashj with his crushing strength, Sylvanas was nothing more than a waiter in his eyes. The slaughtered lamb.

Now, Arthas showed his ferocious smile.

"Hahaha! Poor female elf! Do you really think that your vengeful rage can burn me as the Lich King to death? Ridiculous! How ridiculous! Without Duke*Marcus, you are nothing!"

Arthas's mockery was like the most piercing sword, cutting into Sylvanas's heart.

His revenge was ridiculed!

The blood of thousands of our compatriots is flowing in vain.

Even she herself might very well follow in the footsteps of her compatriots, just like the Blood Queen Lannathel, who crouched at the feet of this great enemy against her will.