Chapter 1729 There Is only Endless Darkness in Front of Me (First Update)

"Drink!" At this moment, Tirion roared, and a brilliant golden light strip swept across. In the next moment, [Ashbringer] was about to hit the unsuspecting Arthas.

Suddenly, [Frostmourne], which had lost control a moment ago, suddenly flew back and stood firmly in front of [Ashbringer].

"哐——" amidst the loud noise of the earth shattering.

The larger Ashbringer struck Frostmourne hard, sending it and Arthas flying away with their swords. Alsace was like a solid shell from an old-style muzzleloader, falling heavily to the ground, then bouncing high on the ice-cast platform, rolling violently seven or eight times in a row before finally coming to a stop.

Everyone was stunned, not because of the tragic situation of the Lich King Arthas, but because——

[Frostmourne] collapsed!

"Clang!"

There is also the blue-black shining blade, the evil runes cast on the sword, the fierce and expressive skeleton sword... Every part represents the Lich King's supreme status.

However, at this moment when time was frozen, they all collapsed, like butterflies flying away in a rainstorm.

In this life, because of Duke's obstruction, [Frostmourne]'s record was not so shocking.

If it were the heroes and legendary monsters who died under the sword of [Frostmourne] in the original history, a chronicle could be written:

Black Dragon Shirley Knox.

Blue dragon Sapphiron.

Kel'Thuzad.

Terenas.

Gavin Ladd.

Uther.

Sylvanas.

Anastrian Sunstrider.

The orc swordmaster Jubeirthos.

Antonidas.

Maguroth, the leader of the Justice Guard, the Scourge resistance organization in Lordaeron.

Halak, leader of the Ring of Light, the Scourge resistance organization in Lordaeron.

Dagran, the leader of the Ultraforce, the Scourge resistance organization in Lordaeron.

Nyssa Azre, the Nerubian Queen of Azjol-Nerub.

Surviving member of Muradin's Northrend expedition leader Bronzebeard Dwarf Bergan *Firebeard

Dranosh Saurfang.

Valdemar of the Val'kyr.

Not to mention, Arthas has also defeated strong men such as Illidan, Kael'thas, the Dread Lord Mal'Ganis, and the current leader of the Knights of the Ebon Blade, Darion.

Take a look at this shocking list! Even with Duke changing their fate, more than half of the kings and peerless strong men still fell under the sword of [Frostmourne].

Although the Lich King Arthas is not necessarily stronger than the ancient gods of C'Thun, Arthas's record is more direct and terrifying.

It was such a rune demon sword that had killed countless strong men and had a brilliant record. At this moment, it was finally destroyed by a group of strong men holding artifacts.

"No -" [Frostmourne] collapsed, and Arthas could clearly feel the magic power in his body plummeting like a river pouring down.

He still didn't give up, he stretched out his hand, and that direction was where Kalia was.

"Be careful!" Gavin Rad used his wind sword to raise a gust of wind and rolled up Alsace.

In mid-air, Sylvanas used [Solidar] to hit Arthas' throat with a thunder arrow.

Unexpectedly, the arrow successfully penetrated Alsace's neck.

No one will take a king who stands at the top of the immortal realm lightly.

Tirion and Magni both arrived.

[Hand of the Balrog] hit the back of Alsace's black armor hard, and the Lich King's dark-toned black armor began to disintegrate, centered on the shoulder blades.

Tirion's [Ashbringer] hit Arthas in front of him on his left shoulder. The huge wound was pulled from his left shoulder through his chest and extended to the lower part of his right abdomen.

The sacred golden light then violently invaded the Lich King's body.

Just when Tirion was filled with murderous intent and was about to cut off the head of Alsace who was lying on the ground with another sword, he suddenly found that the holy hammer [Valanel] had been blocked in front of him at some point.

The current Queen of Lordaeron, Kalia, Alsace's sister, gently raised her hand and said two words: "That's enough!"

"No! Well, be careful...he..." Tirion was worried. He even stuttered when he spoke because he was so nervous.

"It's over." An old voice that made many people feel strangely familiar came from the void.

The next moment, two illusory figures, one silver and one gold, rose up from the fragments of the magic sword.

Seeing the appearance and faces of these two ghosts, almost everyone stopped subconsciously.

"No way..." Gavin Rudd's mouth opened as wide as it could fit into a big apple.

"Impossible..." Tirion, who had always been determined and would never give in easily at any time, had misty eyes. He couldn't believe his eyes at all.

The figure wearing a golden illusory crown has long white hair and beard. He has a white robe with complicated patterns on his body, which shows the dignity of the owner of the clothes in life.

The other being is a golden helmet and golden armor, which was the typical armor of the Knights of the Silver Hand ten years ago.

Their identities are naturally - Terenas, the former King of Lordaeron, and Uther, the leader of the Five Silver Saints!

Everyone was in complete shock.

No one thought that after Arthas killed his father and master, he would actually imprison their souls in [Frostmourne].

Their souls were neither corrupted nor completely destroyed.

Perhaps this was Alsace's last kindness, or some other reason.

Probably, it is already difficult to explore.

At this time, Duke's figure shuttled out from the fragments of the magic sword.

"Duke! Are you okay?" Gianna and the other girls asked hurriedly.

Duke shook his head: "I'm fine. Next, it's the family affairs of King Menethil's family."

Everyone stepped back with a tacit understanding, leaving the space in the middle for the family of Arthas, Kaliya, and Terenas.

The power of darkness in Alsace's body has faded away like a tide.

Without the support of shadow energy, all of Arthas's body organs were rapidly degenerating.

Alsace seemed to want to struggle, but in the end he couldn't even move his waist. He had lost the feeling of his entire lower body, and could only raise his hands in a slightly ridiculous manner, gesturing blankly in mid-air, as if he wanted to grab something.

A gentle delicate hand held his right hand, while a spirit palm held his other.

Alsace asked tremblingly: "Father! Sister! Is everything... over...?"

Kalia gently stroked the familiar yet cold face with her other hand. There was no time to express the longings accumulated in her heart for twenty years. There was no time to review the beautiful moments in the past. In the end, thousands of words could be said. He could only helplessly turn it into a promise.

"Um."

Arthas suddenly smiled bitterly. His eyes, which had almost completely lost sight, seemed to see the collapse of the world of the dead, and the final collapse of the country that only belonged to him.

It was obvious how beautiful Lordaeron was that should have belonged to him, and how majestic his undead army was, sweeping across the entire continent.

However, at this moment...

Everything has become a passing cloud.

Terenas lowered his head and let out a long sigh: "My child...after all, no king can last forever."

Arthas suddenly smiled bitterly.

Is it regret?

An epiphany?

Is it a pity?

Or despair?

No one knows anymore.

The last words left by the majestic Lich King were——

"In front of my eyes... there is only endless darkness..."

Alsace is finally dead! At that time, in my mind, this was the end of the entire Warcraft story. Although the latter items are not as good as the others, they still feel that they are lacking a bit of flavor.

Arthas has never been the strongest person in my heart, but his experience is the most unforgettable for me.

I really wanted to write his last paragraph, but some readers scolded me for being stupid. well! If you write too short, you will be called hasty. I can’t write it well if it’s too long… Alas! I guess my writing skills are lacking.

I still hope that in the future, a better author than me will be able to truly write about the feeling of Alsace.