Without waiting for Duque to reply, Arthis suddenly shouted, "Enough! Are you kidding me?! I am the Lich King, Arthis! Arthas, the King of Immortality who rules over this land! "
Kalia's delicate body suddenly stiffened. She also realized that she had gone too far. If she really insisted on initiating this motion at the throne meeting, it would only make things difficult for Duque and her sisters.
She knew that she was not suited to be a queen.
She was always more emotional than rational, and would not even use any imperial techniques in order to control her subjects.
In a sense, Kalia, who was inclined to 'rule by doing nothing', was more like Lordaeron's mascot.
If not for the fact that her man was Duque, that there were serious foreign enemies in the world, that the military was protected by Theon, Alexandros, and the others, and that the economic lifeline was controlled by the Marcus family, Alterac, and Kul Tiras, she would have been overthrown by ambitious people long ago.
Arthis's firm refusal actually helped her, and also prevented Duque from being embarrassed.
Duque noticed that Arthis did not even mention his surname 'Menethil'. Once, when he occupied Lordaeron, he had given himself this surname …
"Boohoo! Boohoo … "Kalia could not hold it in any longer, and cried loudly on Duque's chest.
"What are you crying for!" Arthis' stern voice caused Kalia to stop crying, "Do you think that you've already won? Enough with the jokes! You are facing the Lich King who has swept the entire world with his undead army. Do you really think that I am the kind of enemy that can be easily defeated by an armed parade? "
Changing the topic, Arthis proudly raised his head and pointed his nostrils at the crowd, "Or rather, you should cherish the last of your lives! You will soon crawl at my feet and become the servants of me, the greatest existence in the world, the Lich King Arthis! Hahahaha! "
He was clearly laughing wildly, but everyone felt as if he was crying.
The one who was the most shocked was Kaliya, because in her spiritual sea, she heard her little brother's illusory words: "Sister, if I perish, you will be able to save me. Please have a child with Duque … with Menethil as their surname … "
Kaliya almost suspected that her ears were playing tricks on her. She suddenly turned her head and saw the deep sorrow in Arthas' eyes. She finally confirmed that these were Arthas' last words.
He suddenly realized that the name of the rune sword in Arthis's hand was very similar to this scene.
He had fallen into depravity because of the wrong turn of fate …
Amidst the fluttering frost, there stood the sorrowful figure of a king.
Frostmourne!
Duque hadn't said a word since Kalia came in.
Although letting Kalia appear and strike a blow to Arthas's morale was the most important part of Duque's plan, for some reason, Duque still felt that he was a little despicable.
Even so, if Duque could do it all over again, he would still make the same choice.
Too much blood had been shed from the living.
It wasn't just the sacrifices of the allied forces, but also the logistics. Since the beginning of the Molten Core, they had fought one battle after another. Although the people didn't complain, they silently endured everything. As the supreme leader of the Alliance, Duque knew very well that the Alliance had already overdrawn its economy, people's livelihood, and precious resources.
Everything had to be settled as soon as possible.
In the face of right and wrong, the sibling relationship between Arthas and Kalia could only become a sacrifice.
Since there was no turning back, he would let it enter the end as soon as possible.
In the original history, it was because Kalia had gone into hiding that Arthas became the perfect and cold Undead King. Until the end.
Arthas in this life was definitely weaker than in the original history. This was because from the moment he became a Death Knight, he had been constantly blocked by Duque.
Failure after failure had made his heart, which should have been firm and strong, sensitive and fragile.
Kalia's appearance caused him, who was at the end of his rope, to plummet even further.
In Duque's Spirit Vision, the originally harmonious and unified souls had split again. This was no different from two half-baked Lich Kings who were incompatible with each other and had no choice but to use the same body.
If they could win like this, there would be no justice, so there was no chance for Alexstrasza to appear at all.
Not to mention Duque, at this moment, every hero on the Alliance's side had noticed that the Lich King's momentum and strength had both plummeted.
They couldn't help but marvel at Duque's strategy. Originally, this would at least be an evenly matched, fierce battle. Now it seemed that this was just an inevitable process.
Duque, Kalia, and Arthas were all silent.
After a long time, Theon and Gavin Rad finally stood up together, the two of them echoing each other.
"His Majesty Menethil? Commander Marcus? Arthas? "
"Do you have anything else to say?"
"If not, we want to help Uther …"
"And collect a debt for the billions of souls who died at the hands of the Scourge Army …"
A combination of [Ashbringer] and [Thunder's Fury, Blessed Sword of the Windseeker] was already dazzling enough. At this time, the third wielder of the divine weapon joined the ranks.
Kalia, who was covered in tears, wiped her face with Duque's sleeve, resolutely held [Varanelle] and walked behind the two burly Paladins.
"Theon, Gavin Rad, please allow me to participate in the final crusade against my fallen younger brother as Kalia," Kalia said firmly.
"Welcome …"
"Lady Kalia …"
This had nothing to do with the country, this was purely a private battle.
"Sorry to disturb you, please count us in." Cirvanas held [Solidar, Wrath of the Stars] in his hand and walked up to Kalia's side with large strides.
The radiance of the four divine weapons almost blinded Arthas's eyes.
Behind Queen Se, Riadeline, Haduron, Lilas, and the other elves all stepped forward.
Danath Trollbane stood silently beside Tirion, a two-handed greatsword in his hand.
Darian Mograine stood beside Gavin Rad.
At this time, the portal opened again, and Jaina and Kael 'thas rushed over and silently joined the ranks.
In the end, Duque held [Atiesh, Legendary Staff of the Protector] and walked into the middle of the crowd.
Arthis finally began to laugh maniacally once everyone had regained their footing.
He pulled out [Frostmourne] and acted like a madman. "Haha! Hahahaha! Am I really that unpopular with people? So many powerful beings want to see me destroyed? Hahaha! Very good! Then come — let's see if you will completely destroy me, or if I will enslave all of you! "
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