What Thrall could not accept the most was the death of little Salufar.
Among the next generation of Beastmen, Thrall had the highest hopes for him.
He had the bravery of the traditional Beastmen, the spirit of unity, and a good sense of the big picture. Thrall had even thought of passing the position of great chief to Dranos.
But now, it was all over!
This was what the Calamity Army feared the most. Once there was a large scale annihilation, the dead soldiers would immediately become the enemy's helpers.
An Epic hero, Dranos, and a Breaking Dawn Great Lich. It was unknown if Arthas would strengthen their combat power. With one addition and one reduction, the difficulty of attacking the Ice Crown Fortress skyrocketed.
The scene was interrupted, but it did not mean that the battle in the Calamity City was over.
"Oh?" Under the thick armor, Arthas was a little surprised. He realized that while all the Horde infantrymen had fallen, the tanks belonging to the Alliance were still firing continuously.
They were rapidly blasting the Horde soldiers who had turned into Calamity Warriors into pieces.
The tracks of the light tanks mercilessly crushed these fellows who had been allies not long ago.
"How dare you!" Arthas was a little angry. He raised his hand, and a tank not far from him was grabbed by a pair of large hands made of ice that grew out of the ground. One hand grabbed the chassis of the tank, and the other hand tore open the top cover of the turret as if it was a thin piece of paper, revealing the driver inside.
There was no fear, no anger, not even any emotion. The driver directly pulled out the large musket that he carried with him and fired at Arthis. Bang! Bang! Bang!
Arthas's movements stopped. He felt a little shocked and angry.
Of course, these laughable low-energy bullets could not cause any damage to the great Lich King.
There was another reason for his shock and anger —
The ones shooting at him were not living people at all. They were Mechanical Gnomes from Audur that Mimiron viewed as expendable!
These low-to-moderate level of intelligence faithfully carried out Mimiron's orders and attacked all enemies of the Calamity Army until they were destroyed.
"Hmph!" Arthas did not want to see this laughable robot ever again.
Even if it existed in this world for one more second, it was a mockery to him, the Lich King.
A hundred miles away, Arthis, who had been confronting Duque at the same time, spoke up, "Duke Marcus! You knew that I would set up an ambush in the Disaster City!? "
Duque's expression didn't look too good in the face of the stern Arthis either. He didn't want to respond at all.
The Weave was his, and in this place where the elements were surging, no live footage could be leaked without his permission.
Only the people of Naxxramas could see this.
Duque was also unhappy.
That's right, he tricked the two idiots. The incident in the City of Calamity this time was like a modified version of the incident with the Gate of Heaven's Wrath.
Duque, who was familiar with the original history and knew that Master Apothecary Putress would betray the Alliance, naturally wouldn't continue sending the Alliance's soldiers to their deaths. He had Mimiron's Mechanical Gnome sit on the Alliance's tank just to put on a good show with a certain someone.
In the original history, it was Putray and the Dreadlord Varimathas who had betrayed them, and the Allied Army had no choice but to send an army to Gloom City to quell the rebellion. This bought a lot of time for Arthis.
If Duque was a tribal chief, of course he would expose Putray as soon as he got the evidence, minimizing the damage that could be done to the tribe.
Duque was the Alliance's commander, and this identity meant that Duque would only do things from the Alliance's point of view.
The point was that Duque wasn't sure what role the Forsaken played in this incident. After all, the boss of these bones wasn't Queen Sylvanas, but Anastrian.
Duque did get the absolute evidence that the Sun King was in cahoots with the Burning Legion. Duque didn't want to throw out the evidence at this time. In his imagination, if he threw out the evidence at the time of [Mystery of Pandaria], he would remove the Forsaken from the tribe and destroy them, which would be the most beneficial to the Alliance.
Now, Duque was doing a little useless work.
The elites of the Forsaken were all wiped out in one go.
At least on the surface, it seemed that a mere grand pharmacist had tricked all the elites of the Forsaken, including the Sun King.
The combat power of the tribe was indeed weakened, but dying together in battle didn't affect the unity of the tribe. Instead, it made the tribe more united against a common enemy.
If the tribe later found out that the Alliance had switched the soldiers …
"F * ck!" No matter how good-tempered Duque was, he couldn't help but curse.
Of course, what annoyed Duque the most was that Arthis also played a trick on him. "Humph! Nowadays, even the Lich King has learned the cloning technique! "
This time, it was finally Arthis' turn to laugh. He laughed happily and arrogantly. "Hahahaha! Hahahahaha! Duke Marcus, aren't you the one who calculates everything? I almost thought that you were the God of Fate, invincible! Luckily! You — are — not — "
Duque retorted, "Arthis, laugh if you want. You won't have many chances to laugh."
In the sky, the elemental tides that belonged to different demigods were still colliding in midair, making continuous explosions. Without the Soul Voice, it was impossible to hear the voices of people one meter away.
Arthis's voice continued to be transmitted into Duque's spirit sea. "No, no, no. I'll definitely laugh until the end. However, Duque, don't you want to know why there are two Lich Kings? "
"No need. I'll get the answer after I kill this' you 'in front of me." Duque was unusually stubborn.
"Hehe! Hehehe! " Obviously, Dumbo laughed happily. Then, he seemed to sigh and murmured to himself, "Forget it. I wanted to let you keep guessing. However, this body seems to have reached its limit. "
With that, Arthis began to unravel the mystery on her own.
He took off his head. He did not take off the black helmet that exuded a murderous aura. Instead, he took off the helmet along with his head. Just like how a knight in military uniform would place his helmet under his armpit, he clamped his head between his legs.
"Damn —" Duque could not help but curse, "A dignified Lich King has become a headless knight?"
Of course, Duque knew that all the Undying had the talent [Split]. Each of them was like Bucky the Clown in the One Piece manga. They would not die even if they were split into pieces.
However, Duque knew that Ner 'zhul valued Arthis not only because of Dumbo's soul, but also because of Dumbo's strong body.
In this life, Duque had tricked Arthis again and again. He had broken his arm and cut his waist. The indomitable Arthis also reattached her body over and over again.
Arthis's body had long been refined into a demigod's body on the Ice-sealing Throne.
Without his head, how could he bear it?
Three seconds later, the mystery was revealed. The arm wrapped in the gauntlet took out a crystal skull from the helmet!
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