Stormwind God

Uther * Lightbringer!

Unlike the old immortal father who was very cold towards his family, apparently almost demanding on his son, and relied on the throne for decades, in Alsace's mind, this is a perfect elder.

Arthas can have a lot of dissatisfaction with his father Terenas. For example, he almost sold his sister Kalia for the sake of Alterac's land. For example, he firmly controlled the power and stubbornly refused everything new. ,such as……

But for Uther, his only regret was that Uther had not supported him during the orphanage incident.

He could find 10,000 reasons to kill his father, but could not find a reason to kill Uther.

He was honest, he was brave, he loved both, he was religious, and he taught Alsace everything he knew.

Arthas once thought that after falling, he would easily raise his sword to Uther.

However, when [Frostmourning] pierced his father's ruined remains, pierced Uther's armor, and inserted the magic sword into Uther's chest, Arthas realized that he could not accept his own kill in his heart. The fact of dying Uther.

Suddenly crying.

The undead had no tears.

Extruded from the already lacrimal tear glands is the dark power of darkness.

The evil black power condensed into liquid, flowing on Alsace's well-defined face.

Arthas knew his face was scary.

He also knew that turning back would be ridiculed and mocked by the Dreadlord.

He just couldn't help it.

However, the initial pain was only a short while, and with it came the increase in strength.

Correct!

Deeper corruption, stronger evil!

[Sorrow of Frost] Jumping for joy, the evil from the entire city of death is resonating with this magic sword and concentrating its power on Arthas.

The stronger and more pure power of darkness made every element of his soul rejoice.

With a kick, Usel who had lost strength and began to soften his body, Arthas raised [Frostmourn] high and screamed.

"Hahahaha! Hahahahaha! Is this the sweetness of power? Haha! Is this enough to defeat Duke Marcus and level all the power in the world?" The strong contrast made the thrill of Alsace's heart even more obvious Increasingly.

That is the thrill of melting into tens of millions of bubbles, enough to melt the brain and the soul!

Just then, the fallen prince suddenly heard a sneer.

That's Uther!

"Hey! Poor boy ..."

Arthas bowed his head a little stupidly, thinking he would see anger, fear, consternation, or regret in the eyes of the dying Uther.

Who knows, what he saw was ... mercy!

That's right!

That is mercy that only looks at the weak.

This feeling made Arthas' good mood completely gone.

"You! Here! Laugh! What !!" Don't look, Arthas just knows that his face will be shy.

"It seems ... I can't complete ... the redemption for you! But you say ... you can defeat Duke ... I can't help but want to laugh!" The blood began from the moment the fallen prince took out the magic sword Gushing, Uther weakened at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Why? Why !?" Arthas gripped Uther's breastplate angrily, dragging Uther in its entirety.

"A stronger existence than Duke ... more, but none of them can defeat him ... Orgrim can't ... Ner'zhul can't ... Sargeras can't ... You can't even do that. Huh! Haha! Hahaha! "

"No! I'm the strongest! I ... no! Asshole, don't die so fast!" Arthas was shocked to find that Uther had taken a last breath in a laugh.

Feeling that Frostmourne had imprisoned Uther's soul, Arthas decided to turn Uther into a death knight.

"Corroded! Fall! My master!" This should have been easy in the eyes of the fallen prince.

Soon, Arthas's face was shocked again.

Among the tens of millions of souls forced by the magic sword, Arthas easily found the golden shining soul that belonged only to Uther.

However, no matter how he drove the magic sword to corrode and drown Uther's soul, instilling the sorrow and fear of 1,000, 10,000, and 100,000 people, Uther's holy soul still refused stubbornly He and the power of Frostmourne resisted the horrible will of him and the Lich King.

"No" the screamed the prince! He angrily killed all the living paladins in the palace, and then turned them all into death knights with thousands of times of magic.

These Paladins had strong sacred beliefs during their lifetime, but eventually their souls were still polluted.

He was extremely sure that the power of the magic sword was not weakened.

but!

Whatever he did, he couldn't let Uther's soul yield!

The light has dissipated from Uther's chilled body, and Arthas can certainly turn Uther's body into the dirtiest zombie or skeleton.

But that makes no sense!

A corpse without a soul can only become the most dregged low-level undead.

This can only prove that he still lost!

Lost to the stubbornness of Uther!

Lost to Uther's will!

Lost to Uther's persistence!

This intense frustration stagnated in Alsace's chest. Make him feel crazy!

For a moment, Arthas almost wanted to break Uther's body and vent his anger.

last of the last……

Arthas shouted loudly.

He called for a cursed cult, and Arthas ordered: "Throw Uther's body. Throw me away from Lordaeron."

The sect later performed Arthas's order perfectly, and when returning to the Psychic Academy at Keldalon, he threw Uther's body to the side of the road.

Later, there was the tomb of the famous Uther ...

But at this moment, Arthas vented his indignation madly, until the two dreaded devil stepped into the throne hall with a smile.

"Although the result is not good for you, Lord Lich King's mission, you have done a good job! Good!" Tike Dios laughed.

His laughter made Arthas sick.

"When will we attack Dalaran again?" Wherever he fell and stood up, Arthas believed in this iron rule.

"Dalaran? Dalaran is no longer a problem." Along with Tike Dios's laughter, the wings of the Dread Lord trembled constantly, adding a huge shadow to the room. (To be continued.)