Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Arthas jumped off Invincible's back in a panic.

At this time, Wudi had half of his wings and one of his hind legs burned by the breath of the Golden Holy Dragon. He staggered to the ground and was unable to get up again.

The dragon's breath did not stop just because Arthas landed on the platform. The three brothers and sisters of the Golden Holy Dragon landed on the edge of the platform in a triangle formation, locking onto Arthas tightly!

The holy light power of the three demigods continued to burn him. Even with the protection of Frostmourne, his body was about to reach its limit.

The power of death is constantly being consumed!

Finally, overwhelmed, Arthas half-knelt on the ground in agony, with Frostmourne falling out of his hand due to the carbonization of his arm!

Arthas struggled to pick up his beloved baby, but a big golden foot was one step faster than him and stepped firmly on Frostmourne under its sole!

It was Garen who manipulated the protection of the ancient kings to stop Arthas.

"No!"

This holy sole severed the connection between Frostmourne and Arthas, and he clearly felt the energy in his body rapidly plummeting like a river.

Arthas was hysterical and furious: "Give me back my sword!"

Frostmourne brought him great power. For the sake of power, he slaughtered the army that supported him and destroyed the dynasty of the Menethil family. Arthas cannot live without him!

"Your sword is my sword!"

Arthas raised his head in shock. He couldn't believe that he heard these words from Garin's mouth!

"puff!"

The Ashbringer stabbed forward heavily, just like Arthas stabbed his father, the sword pierced into his body, and the holy light began to destroy his body and severely damaged his soul.

Arthas suffered fatal injuries. The power of death in his body could not resist the holy light of the Ashbringer. At this moment, he lowered his head, and the Helm of Domination on his head fell off, fell to the ground, and rolled to Garin's feet with a clang.

puff!

Arthas is not a Death Knight in the traditional sense. He has not experienced resurrection, so his body is very special. At this moment, blood is gushing out of his mouth.

"it's all over!"

"Before my eyes...there is only darkness!"

The Lich King's long white hair kept flying, and as he spoke, an atmosphere of desperation arose.

Arthas struggled to raise his head. The blue light that had originally enveloped his eyes gradually dissipated, and his pupils returned to their original color. There was no expression on his slightly dark and thin face. He gave up struggling and waited for the end of his life.

Perhaps it was the Holy Light that sealed Frostmourne, and at this time Arthas regained his mind.

His short life flashed before his eyes like a passing show. His birth made his father happy, his growth made the people of Lordaeron feel hopeful, and his fall made the surviving subjects of Lordaeron disappointed and hateful!

"The king's power is not eternal, Arthas, it's all over!"

As Garin spoke, the light in Arthas' eyes grew dimmer and dimmer, and finally, his head drooped again.

"Take good care of Jia Liya... take good care of... the part of me that you separated from!"

Bang!

Arthas' body lost all strength and fell onto the cold platform!

On the freezing frozen throne, the second generation Lich King fell!

"I have detected a demigod-level soul. Do you want to collect it?"

"Charge!"

As Garin gave the order, a translucent soul slowly rose from Arthas' body and disappeared in mid-air.

Garin sighed, then stood alone in the center of the Frozen Throne in silence.

"My son, from the day you were born, the forests of Lordaeron whispered the name Arthas.

My child, I am proud to watch you grow up day by day and become the embodiment of justice.

Remember, we have always ruled the kingdom with strength and wisdom.

At the same time, I also know that you will use your great power with caution.

But the real victory is the hope that inspires people.

One day, my life will come to an end. And you will be crowned king! "

The remembered whispers of Terenas flashed through Garin's mind.

Yes, it's over!

Whether in reality or in the past life, the Lich King fell, and he was ended by himself, right here on this Frozen Throne!

Jialin raised his head and closed his eyes, letting the ice crystals and snowflakes fall on his face, eventually melting under the warmth of his own body.

Garin opened his eyes suddenly. Things here were over, but his journey was far from reaching the point!

He squatted down, took out magic materials one by one from his magic bag, and set up a magic circle with ease!

Resurrection array!

The Garin Society has several resurrection skills, among which the resurrection technique from the Paladin can pull their souls back to their former bodies. It is suitable for people who have died within a day, such as the 25-man group still lying dead on this platform.

The resurrection array was developed by Lady Aegwynn and is suitable for resurrecting souls that have been dead for a long time. The prerequisite is to have a well-preserved, living corpse and a complete soul.

The advantage of this method of resurrection is that the corpse may not be your own!

While Arthas' body had just died, Garin placed him at the core of the magic circle!

As the magic circle was activated by Garin, the magic materials lit up with bright light. Garin took out a ball of light, which was taken from a heroic spirit in the Altar of Kings.

After stuffing the heroic spirit into Arthas' body, Garin once again presided over the magic circle.

The powerful magic repaired the injuries on Arthas' body. After the resurrection ceremony, the body opened its eyes!

"Kel'Thuzad greets the master. Thank you for giving me a new life!"

What Garin stuffed into Arthas' body was actually the soul of Kel'Thuzad that Jaina and the others had retrieved from Naxxramas!

"Without their master, the Scourge is no match for the Alliance. Their numerical advantage has long been weakened by me, but it would be a pity to waste this combat power. We must control them, so we must have a Lich King."

Garin bent down and picked up the Helmet of Domination that had just fallen to the ground.

"This ruling helmet represents a cruel fate. It no longer belongs to any living person!"

"This heavy burden will be borne by you!"

"No one is better suited than you, Kel'Thuzad!"