Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

Sister and brother meet.

No one could see through Alsace's expression under his armor, but the blue flames emerging from the armor showed that he was anything but calm.

Kalia's voice could not hide from his perception.

“As you can see”

Arthas raised Frostmourne, and dark blue light enveloped it, making it look mysterious and cold.

"I'm going to kill you!"

With a swing of the sword, the ground roared and shook like an earthquake.

This is obviously not the power of Frostmourne.

"underground!"

"They're attacking from underground!"

The Legion began to become restless, and before anyone could react, the undead natural disasters on the ground also launched an attack.

Many death knights rushed over on their horses, followed closely by abominations, ghouls and skeletons, and the chants of lichs sounded in the air at the same time.

A surprise attack!

"Earth Spirit, be still."

Thrall stood on the ground and raised his hands to cry. The soil rolled and then fell into calm again.

"Quick, attack!"

After seeing the orc chief calming the earth, Varian saw the opportunity and led his team to attack, and the panicked front quickly calmed down.

"follow me."

"We are over here!"

The commanders had a tacit understanding to lead the soldiers to meet different enemies, leaving only a few people such as Kalia and Thrall.

"I can't be comforted for too long, the guy down there will come out soon!"

Thrall turned to Kalia and said:

"But don't worry, my shamans and night elf druids will deal with these monsters emerging from the ground and you go and fight."

Kalia glanced at him.

"please."

Without any further hesitation, she immediately joined the battlefield with her paladins.

On a battlefield full of roars and flying flesh, Legion and the undead were fiercely stalemate together. Kaliya ran forward and immediately saw the battle between Varian and Arthas.

The two former friends collided and separated with their long swords. The huge power left no trace of any living person within ten meters of them.

"You go help other people!"

Kalia ordered back, raised the Ashbringer and rushed into the battlefield between the two men.

Her long sword hit Frostmourne, knocking back Arthas who was not paying attention for two steps.

"Sister, you are here too."

Arthas tightened the reins, his eyes blazing with fire.

"I'm here to rescue you from the darkness."

Kalia set up her horse and stood side by side with Varian, looking at Arthas with clear eyes.

No hatred, no sadness, just determination.

"Hahaha"

Alsace laughed, his whole body trembling with excitement:

"That's it, sister, you've become like this."

He has always thought that his sister is a hero since he was a child, and there is no time that makes him happier than Kalia now...

Beautiful, proud, with flawless holy light blooming all over her body.

a desirable existence

But it's still not enough, something is still missing.

"Let me see your current power, sister!"

Arthas seemed to have only Calia in his eyes. He charged towards her, Frostmourne flashing like a thunder court.

"Don't think about it!"

Varian raised his sword to block, but a sharp soul howl suddenly came from Frostmourne, causing his movements to falter.

In a moment, Frostmourne and Ashbringer collided.

The collision of light and darkness, the swords of Arthas and Kallia intersected, collided again and again, and then separated.

"How can I be a good king if my sister can't even defeat me?"

Arthas stalked Kallia like a storm.

Varian wanted to help, but his head hurt like tearing apart, and he even saw a phantom appearing in front of him.

"Your Majesty Terenas"

He couldn't believe it, and then the phantom was so familiar that it was irrefutable.

"It's me, Varian. I have something to tell you."

Terenas floated in front of him, his eyes soft.

Arthas's fall was an inevitable trap. Everything he did was out of necessity. Terenas wanted to tell Varian the truth.

Only Varian can hear his words, but the truth is often the hardest to accept.

Arthas has always retained the kindness in his heart, and his current actions are only threatened by Kael'thas.

When Lordaeron fell, most of the people in the entire kingdom became undead. Today's undead natural disasters are those miserable humans.

They are still the people of Lordaeron, but they have just changed their form. Eternal sin and darkness surround them, and Arthas is the only king who can protect them.

These undead are different from the undead in Lordaeron. Their consciousness has almost dissipated long ago, but even so, Arthas, as a prince, has to protect them.

"The sins caused by Arthas will be redeemed by him, but he cannot die. If the undead lose their unified will, they will become crazy and destroy everything in the world."

"If you can, please let them return to Northrend, that hidden place."

Terenas seemed to want to say something else, but his shadow disappeared at this moment.

"Bang" sound.

Varian turned his head and was surprised to find that Ashbringer had chopped Frostmourne into pieces.

Arthas and Kalia were also surprised and stopped attacking each other for a moment.

The dark blue broken handle fell to the ground, and countless wailing souls poured out crazily from it, like a purple storm.

"Finally free"

"My little Leah mama is leaving."

A twisted soul flew around Kalia, and then flew towards the sky:

"Live well and live happily."

Her voice was rushed, as if the world itself wouldn't allow her to stay.

"So this sword has reached its limit a long time ago?"

Alsace smiled bitterly, and then fell from his horse to the ground with a 'plop' sound.

His soul is in Frostmourne, and it may be time to leave now.

"Alsace, you are different from us"

But hundreds of souls wrapped around Alsace, escorting his soul back to his body.

"Stay alive and accompany the last soul to die. This is your responsibility."

The consciousness of the undead natural disasters will die one after another as time goes by, and Arthas, as their master, can only accompany them until the end.

"Don't kill him!"

Varian didn't know if Kalia would take action, but he still stopped in front of her.

If the Scourge were prone to riots, as King Terenas said, then they needed a ruler.

Arthas wanted to live.

However, no one expected what would happen next.

"boring drama"

After a crisp sound, the chain of flames rose from the ground and directly pierced Alsace.

(To be continued)