Stormwind God

"Let's take a look at the situation first." What else could Alexstrasza do? I can only say so.

The meeting broke up a bit.

Everyone knows that there will be results soon.

The magic king, Marigos, is never the kind of dragon with strong endurance. His magic is more like a stream, and when the power is very different, he directly kills the opposite. When the gap is not large, it can hurt the opponent, maybe you can rely on the dragon's body to carry the enemy's counterattack and kill the opponent.

If he doesn't hurt the opponent, he won't have any surprises, so he should lose.

The arrogant Marigos rushed into the ice crown fortress of Alsace's nest. Arthas even opened a magic defense for him over the Icecrown Citadel, so that the King of the Blue Dragon could come directly in front of the Throne of Ice.

The ordinary Scourge strong has no chance of facing this Dragon King's magic king.

Since resistance is a meaningless loss of strength, it is better to directly fight the king!

Sitting on the Throne of Ice, Arthas only bleeds two blue eyes from the full helmet of the Lich King's full-face helmet. He silently watched this ice-blue behemoth slowly descend from mid-air. .

It struck the shiny blue wings that did not belong to this dark sky. Every time the wings vibrated, the cold current rolled up was like an ice storm, sweeping across the entire ice crown fort.

The temperature was already cold enough, and fell further, representing the absolute zero turbulence of the extreme ice seal, and easily covered the rest of the area above the Icecrown Citadel except the Throne of Ice with thick snow.

A "roar" sounded a dragon yin, and in the areas near the Frozen Throne, each undead was shaken by the original long shout that seemed to come from a long past.

This scream comes from the Dragon Race of the Planet, which has been entangled at the top of the food chain for 25,000 years!

This dragon roar belongs to a magic king who controls the elements!

The sense of horror and oppression in the dual fields directly makes the weaker elite undead warriors have a sense of instability, as if the fire of the soul nestled in the decaying chest will extinguish at any time.

Falling from the clouds, Marigos did not land directly on the square at the top of the Icecrown Citadel. He fanned the dark blue wings and hovered over the Ice Throne.

The golden eyes are like a pair of gold **** cast from gold, with the indifference of a common lord of the elementary world sulking Arthas sitting on the throne of ice.

The self-proclaimed Lich King did not have the will to stand up, and still sat on the throne with a golden sword, which made Margos unhappy, but he liked the feeling of looking down on the enemy.

"Arthas the blasphemy blasphemer! You should know why I am here!" Marigos made a rumbling sound, and under his huge blue jaw, his white hair fluttered with the trembling cold wind.

"Is Xinda Gosa?" Alsace's voice had a clear disdain: "I happened to worry about the lack of the Air Force, and you came. Although I don't believe in luck, it seems that this thing does exist."

Marigos's face became very wonderful.

Perhaps in the imagination of this uncle Dragon, even if Arthas did not worship like a god, he should tremble. He really couldn't see how Arthas could win him, otherwise he wouldn't have killed the Icecrown Citadel alone to trouble Arthas.

Although he has absolute confidence in his strength.

At the same time, it might as well come to pick up cheap.

Dongyong Lake is not far from his old nest. Duke was a bait, and Alex Stassa and Elune hit it together, all within his range. He knew for sure how much Arthas suffered.

Who knows, when he came to pretend to be forced, he was actually regarded as a stupid person who delivered food. This makes the proud and proud Marigos not angry! ?

With the horrible dragon roar of "presumptuousness", the cold winds that rolled under the dark blue wings of Marigos looked like a cloud of ice, and the clouds were dotted with blue chills, which scattered the light around After falling, all the frost elements above the icecrown fortress became disordered.

The frost elements that should have bowed to the Lich King all worshiped, and presented their loyalty to the original magic king of the world of Azeroth.

It feels very bad to be deprived of control of subordinate elements. In the world of elements, Arthas's hearing should have heard the sound of countless strings.

Almost a face-to-face, the only element Arthas can control is the poor distance of less than ten meters around the Throne of Ice.

The huge icecrown fortress almost became the domain of Marigot.

The blue eyes still exuded a dim light. This time, Arthas finally got up and faced the queen blue dragon king, Arthas smiled.

This ... maybe it comes down to some kind of inorganic sound like laughter, which sounds empty and weird.

"Marigos, you are really strong. Since Duke Marcus has set me a mean trap again and again and gathered a large number of strong men to surround me, I also feel that the quality of my men is a little poor. You came just right ... "

"Huh? Are you crazy?" Marigos raised his chin high, looking at what you could do.

Arthas held the hilt of Frostmourne in both hands, holding the sword, and slightly raised his head: "No, I just think it's funny. Has my nickname changed from [The Lich King] to [Frost] King]? "

Marigos' proud smile suddenly freezes. If the other party is a prince, or a guy who depends on elements to eat, when all the other elements of the other party are controlled by his magic ancestor, the result is hang.

Marigos calmed down: The Lich played with the corpse, and I wasn't afraid even if the living Sin Dagosa came out. No corpse of the most powerful can enslave him ...

The blue dragon king's cranky thoughts are not over yet, and Alsace has solved the mystery by himself.

"Hey!" Arthas made a sneer: "Great as why would I allow you to come to my throne in rudeness? Just to let you taste it for yourself, the long-term remorse that you forged! "

[Sorrow of Frost] in his hand suddenly became as big as the sky. Although it was just a ghost image, some things bound in the ghost image of the huge rune excalibur made Marigot almost collapse on the spot.

"No! Don't! Don't come over" Marigos, like a frightened little girl, screamed and turned around.

However, the blue dragon shadows behind him were faster than him.

"Father King"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty"

"Dear……"