The heavy and huge helmet had a steel-green hue that seemed to isolate all life from it. On top of the Crown of Death, there was a small skull ornament in the middle that flickered with a demonic light.
All of Arthis' expression was hidden behind the T-shaped opening of the helmet. Only the glint of her eyes could be seen, glowing blue in the wind and snow.
Her long silver-white hair flowed out from the gap between the helmet and pauldrons, fluttering in the wind.
The raging frost elements were vibrating, and the Lich King had already activated his full firepower.
No one doubted that as soon as Duque showed his head, he would be attacked by Arthis.
"Duke Marcus, this is Northrend!" A sonorous voice full of resentment spread far and wide amidst the snowstorm.
A disdainful voice came from the void.
"Arthis! This is Azeroth!"
In an instant, it was clear who was superior.
Perhaps Arthis was the King of the Dead in Northrend.
But I, Duke Marcus, am the demigod of Azeroth!
Was Northrend bigger or Azeroth bigger?
It was just a single sentence, but it was a resounding slap to the face.
At this moment, Jaina, who was beside Duque, laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back. She whispered, "Duque, I like your magnanimity."
Arthis was taken aback. If not for the heavy helmet of the Lich King covering his face, his subordinates would be able to see his face right now. Even if it wasn't an enraged expression, it would still be frighteningly gloomy.
"Duke Marcus, do you only know how to use words?!" Arthis raised his head slightly.
There was no response from the sky.
Only Arthis' slightly provocative voice echoed above the mountain walls and Winter Lake Stronghold, like a gust of wind that no one would care about.
"Very well, since Arthis is here." In the ice house, Duque clapped his hands happily. "With me as the standard, southwest 11 degrees 22 minutes, distance 1,494 meters. Let's start with a wave of attacks!"
Of course, Duque didn't say that to the girls in the ice house. In another magic mirror, there was the grinning face of Bu Laing Bronzebeard.
Arthis suddenly heard an incomparably dense roar. Although it was very far away, she could still faintly hear the sound in the wind. She looked towards the south, and in the blink of an eye, her vision reflected a swarm of black dots that looked like locusts.
Those were countless artillery shells!
"Boring!" Arthas didn't even raise his right hand. He merely raised his left hand, which was covered in a heavy black iron glove, high up in the air, and an ice storm swept up in the sky.
Countless icicles appeared out of thin air, forming a huge rotating curtain. Every artillery shell that entered within a kilometer of this ice tornado would be directly pulled into the center of the tornado.
He thought that this was the end, but who knew that the shells that were supposed to explode with the firing pin and gunpowder would suddenly explode with a loud boom.
Countless amounts of golden holy water splashed out along with the explosions of the cannonballs, as if golden fireworks were blooming in the sky.
It was very beautiful, and it also stimulated His Majesty the Lich King's nerves.
Arthas could clearly feel that because of the holy power within the artillery shells colliding with the evil power he had poured into the ice storm, his control over the ice storm was rapidly weakening.
"Hmph!" With a cold snort, more illusory thin white lines appeared on Arthas' left finger.
"This control over the ice element …" Jaina, who was watching the battle through the magic mirror, was stunned. She was also a Frost Elementalist, and even though they were on different sides, she couldn't help but subconsciously praise Arthas. In a sense, Arthas's control over the ice element was also a goal for her to learn.
"Don't think that this is all to my welcoming ceremony!" Duque snapped his fingers.
Winter's Embrace Lake was Noscent's largest freshwater lake, but it was rarely visited. The biggest reason was that Winter's Embrace Lake was surrounded by mountains. The towering and precipitous mountains were the world's best city walls, protecting Winter's Embrace Lake.
Two kilometers away from Arthas, the flying battleship [Hood] was rapidly ascending. Above the mermaid portrait that was added later, Tyrande Whisperwind gracefully stood on the mermaid's shoulder.
Her gaze crossed the two kilometers and locked onto Arthas's group.
Two kilometers was not even a black dot if she were to look at a person. If she were to look at an ice bridge that was created out of thin air, it would be a different story.
"So cool! Arthas! "Tyrande's adopted daughter, Shandris, teased.
Tyrande rolled her eyes at Shandris, then raised her hands high. Her jade-white arms had a faint bluish-purple color to them, and holy power circulated rapidly in her body, causing the atmosphere to vibrate along with the activation of the divine spell.
Immediately after, a thick purple line descended from the clouds, piercing through the sky covered by the snowstorm. The meteor that descended from the atmosphere easily broke through the thick layer of snow and ice, ignoring Arthas's ice element. It crashed straight down, smashing straight towards where Arthas was.
The Doomsday Army's powerhouses instantly froze.
Most of the surrounding Alliance soldiers raised their heads to look at the trail of the bluish-purple comet descending from the sky. After Elune used this technique multiple times without sparing any of her divine power, the Alliance soldiers were no longer unfamiliar with it.
However, due to the large-scale elimination of the Cursing Sect members, the Doomsday Army's ability to obtain information from the outside world had become even more sluggish. This was the first time most of the Doomsday Army's powerhouses had seen such a technique.
"Alu — — En — —" Arthas recognized it, and a cold voice came from within the black helmet.
Actually, up until this moment, Arthas could still choose to dodge.
He was not willing to even take a step back!
Because he was the Lich King Arthas!
He was standing in his own territory! He was standing at the starting point of conquering the entire world!
[Starfall] clearly had at least ten more seconds to reach his head, but he was just standing there.
No dodging! No dodging!
Arthas raised [Frostmourne] high up, and the eye sockets of the skull on the blade emitted the darkest evil light.
Under Arthas's feet, ice blue runes spread out one after another, and every rune was shining. The chill of death spread endlessly with Arthas as the center, as if the place where he was standing right now was the Ice Throne hanging alone on the snowy peaks.
All the Doomsday Army's leaders subconsciously retreated.
Because what was about to erupt was a terrifying ultimate technique that could even freeze the souls of the undead.
In the distance, Duque sighed, "Arthas, you're really not bad."
Duque was all too familiar with the power of [Starfall]. Not long ago, the same terrifying attack directly turned Kil 'jaeden into ashes.
However, Arthas actually faintly showed the momentum of withstanding this attack!
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