Chapter 846 Archimonde the Polluter
On the deserted city streets of Dalaran, Arthas was riding as usual on his loyal mount, his beloved horse [Invincible], which had now become an undead warhorse.
In Quel'Thalas, he had an unpleasant experience. That bastard Dath'Remar was restless even after death. Instead of attacking him, he despicably attacked [Invincible] and used the high temperature of the sunwell to cut him. One of its legs was broken.
This made him have to spend a lot of effort to refine the leg bone of another undead war horse with the power of darkness and give it to [Invincible].
When [Invincible] was still alive, it died of fatal injuries caused by a broken leg.
This made Arthas reluctantly recall that terrible moment many years ago. It was a terrible feeling.
However, in the battle with the previous Elf King, the icy fury aroused by this incident was very helpful in defeating his opponent and successfully resurrected Kel'Thuzad.
The arrival of Kel'Thuzad made Arthas even more interested. Watching him float in front of him, and starting from the Sunwell back to the city of Lordaeron and then to Dalaran, the lich seemed very peaceful along the way. If This word can also be used to describe a lich...
A few days ago, it was Kel'Thuzad who conveyed the Lich King's order, asking the Scourge to return to this ruin filled with memories of Arthas.
Although Alsace was a little confused about the order, he never raised any doubts.
It wasn't until yesterday that Kel'Thuzad told Arthas about the true goal of the Scourge - to directly summon Archimonde the Defiler, one of the two commanders of the Burning Legion, to the world of Azeroth.
After the increasingly boring battle, upon hearing the news, the former prince of Lordaeron was filled with curiosity and excitement.
Because of Duke's sudden appearance, the Scourge Legion's sweeping momentum did not take shape. This is a sense of loss that even if the victory is achieved, the victory is not complete.
Suddenly I thought, now that he could not completely overwhelm Duke, if he had Archimonde, the legendary strongest warrior of the Burning Legion, standing behind him, would Duke Marcus still be able to stand proudly in front of him?
Although they are both eredar, Archimonde and Kil'jaeden the Deceiver have completely different styles. Kil'jaeden preferred to use strategies, and he did not hesitate to spend a lot of time to achieve his and the Burning Legion's goals at the minimum cost.
Archimonde is the simplest and most violent!
Even as a commander, what he loves most is to go to the battlefield in person, inflict the most terrifying destruction on the enemy, and enjoy the pleasure of everything being destroyed in front of him.
This is why the demon king Sargeras, who was born as a Titan, is obviously more powerful in terms of combat power, and the deceiver Kil'jaeden is also very powerful, but because he has rarely taken direct action in the past ten thousand years, he has become less powerful in the wider world. In recognition, the existence of other races is more willing to believe that Archimonde is the strongest of the Burning Legion!
Thinking of this, the corner of the fallen prince's mouth raised a smile: "Take me there, Kel'Thuzad!"
"Yes!" The great lich replied extremely respectfully.
The Archlich's attitude made Arthas very satisfied.
Although by chance, the Scourge theoretically had three Sun-level archliches at its peak, Kel'Thuzad was the most pleasing to him.
Antonidas lacks the consciousness of being a lich.
Anastrian still has not given up the airs of being the king he once was. This fallen Elf King is not yet fit to be a servant... In fact, Arthas himself sometimes suspects that he is under the influence of the Lich King Neo. Is it also a kind of grievance for Zu's subordinates?
The power of the Lich King is so powerful, and [Frostmourne] is constantly and subtly influencing Arthas' will, making the fallen prince never think twice about it.
Suddenly, an idea came to Alsace's mind.
"That's right!" He said teasingly: "You don't hold any grudge against me for killing you?"
"Don't be stupid." The undead Arch Lich replied: "His Majesty the Lich King has long told me what the outcome of our meeting would be."
Arthas looked surprised: "Your Majesty knows that I will kill you?" He frowned and glanced at the sword in his lap. It was sleeping quietly, no whispers came from it, and the runes on it did not flash the light of power.
"Of course!" Kel'Thuzad's hollow voice carried a sense of superiority: "Long before the Scourge launched the Scourge, he chose you as his warrior."
Alsace felt a little uncomfortable.
It was the unpleasant feeling of being fooled.
His fate was never asked or revealed.
If he had known this, would he have happily accepted his fall?
Won't!
He was convinced of this.
Arthas never liked manipulation, but he understood that since he was destined to become a terrible weapon, he had to adapt.
The fall is complete!
Life is gone!
Whether it's his, his father's, his master's...
If there hadn't been the massacre in the orphanage, maybe he would still be with Uther now, his father, and even Jaina...
Unfortunately, everything is already an unrealistic fantasy.
Since the moment he pulled out [Frostmourne], his fate was irreversible, and he could only go down the dark road step by step!
The road that seemed to never end soon came to the end, which was a huge altar that was transformed from the central square of Dalaran.
According to Kel'Thuzad, this blood altar inlaid with skulls and made of an unknown number of corpses has the same function as the Dark Portal in the Cursed Land.
"Why don't we attack the Dark Portal directly?" Arthas frowned.
The archlich was silent for a moment, and finally answered: "The Dark Portal used to be a good choice. But it is no longer. The Marcus family spent ten years almost destroying the entire Swamp of Sorrows and the Watchfort area in the northern part of the cursed land. Completely turned into a fortress. Moreover, the ground near all the fortresses has been treated with sacred magic, and we cannot resurrect anyone who died there as a natural disaster soldier. And..."
The big lich said a lot, but Arthas didn't listen anymore.
In just a few moments, Arthas felt the malice of fate for the second time. His instinct seemed to tell him that Duke was blocking him again, and it was the kind of obstruction that predicted everything in advance.
"Tch..." He spat hard.
It was a cruel ritual that involved the sacrifice of 10,000 human beings.
As the ceremony progressed, in the final stages, Alsace could see with his own eyes that the mist rising next to the altar began to change from a fishy red to a strange green.
The green clouds continued to swirl.
Then, Alsace discovered that he could already see the shape of a giant. It was not ordinary huge, but very, very large. Archimonde's size exceeded all his imagination.