Chapter 1148

And Lord Fordring is also an old acquaintance of the players.

The legendary Paladin was exiled by his own country because of his friendship with an orc warrior. When talking with his son Teran, he said the well-known saying: "race does not mean honor. People should not make rash judgments about their different existence."

Old Fordring lived in seclusion in the plague area, relying on those scavengers for food. He saw that his son Teran joined the bloody Crusade and lost himself gradually. He hoped that he could use some souvenirs to wake up his son who had become a puppet and let him rekindle the will of the paladins.

When the players took the toy hammer, the glorious banner of silver hand, and the paintings of love and family to Taran, the bloody Crusader Lord read Verdin's letter and wept.

However, on the way to leave, tyrann was killed by isenlian. The power of light lost by Ferdinand because of the itriga incident was completely restored. He vowed to bring a new order to Lordaeron.

In the battle of the Church of the light, the Lich King ordered Darion Mograine, the Lord of the death knights, to lead the archerus death knights and the Scourge army to attack the chapel, in an attempt to obtain the remains of the three thousand Knights under the chapel and turn them into the forces of the dead.

In the time of crisis, Darien threw the fallen Ashbringer in his hand to Fordring. With the help of the three thousand knights in the chapel, Fordring purified the fallen weapon with the power of holy light. It is said that the weapon Ashbringer was reborn.

So far, the silver hand and the silver dawn became one, and the silver northern expedition was established. Fordring became the Lord and the real leader of the Witch King's Crusade.

In the cold Northrend, the players fought together with the silver northern expedition. Starting from the keel wilderness, the players recalled the whole process of Alsace's fall, participated in the trial of the Crusaders, and finally entered the Icecrown fortress through the ashes trial army. They fought all the way to the Lich King.

Grass, snake, grey line, thousands of miles.

The first battle with the Lich King's peak began ten years ago. The clues run through the whole process of Warcraft and world of Warcraft. Each hero finally collides with the most intense spark on the ice throne.

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"Warriors, attack!!"

Highlord Tirion Fordring rushed up, waving the Ashbringer, but the next second, he was frozen in the ice tomb by the Lich King.

For this scene, Zou Zhuo and his family have seen strange things. They have opened up the wasteland for countless times, and the old Fordring has been frozen for countless times.

Players began to skillfully follow the established strategy, and began to fight against the Lich King.

Although it has experienced countless team instances, it still needs a long and unremitting effort to defeat the powerful Lich King.

25 people completed their tasks in an orderly manner. The tank focused on the little monster that was about to refresh. The output profession meditated on the output cycle in the heart to hit a higher second injury as much as possible. The treatment profession focused on the blood line of the whole group and all kinds of debuffs of teammates.

"Death gangrene, run to the terror beast, prepare to disperse!"

"parasite! Commandment animal husbandry prepare to shield!"

"the stage has changed! Leave the central area, everyone hurry to find their own position, the mirror image is brushed, speed is pulled away!"

"the position is slightly scattered, reduce the suffering damage Get rid of the ice hockey ball and keep it away! "

" in the third stage, get ready to hit wall Qi! Catch the man, save the mage! Control it, OK, turn the fire! "

" there are still three seconds of black water! Quickly, disperse and disperse. The rocket shoes in the middle black water are running fast, hurry up. OK, nice. Here we go. "

"Be careful of soul harvesting, and immediately change the level of taunt! Open the skill hardtop, cure the skill, and milk it for me!"

"OK, OK, the fourth stage is very smooth, ready to enter the fifth stage, speed first to deal with the evil soul! DK open the army, the knight open the invincible to me!"

"the whole group's blood line hurry up! Close combat continue to hurry up the output!"

"finally At the stage, no matter what, no matter what! No matter what, try to output boss! "

" it's over, beautiful! "

players are still trying to output, but it's already a piece of laughter.

"After that, Niubi!!"

"Wow, it's not easy! Our guild has finally killed the Lich King!"

"hahahaha, it's too strong!"

however, at this time, the Lich King raised the Frostmourne and killed the whole group.

"What's the situation of the sleeping trough? The regiment is out?"

the conductor explained: "no, it's a normal scenario. Just go to the theatre."

The Lich King came to the center of the ice throne: "you trained them very well, Fordring, you sent the most powerful warriors in the world to me, which suits me! Your silent sacrifice will get my praise!"

the power of Frostmourne began to erode every player's body: "witness it, I will turn them from corpses to scourge Corps And you will be the first corpse! ""I will enjoy this irony!"

but just then, frodin, trapped in the ice tomb, suddenly cried out: "the supreme holy light! Please bless me! Give me strength to help me break through these chains!"

frodin suddenly burst out with infinite holy light power, breaking the ice tomb in an instant, and the Ashbringer in his hand directly cut off the frostmourning!

witch The demon king looked at the broken frost and said, "here Impossible... "

Highlord Tirion Fordring shouted, "it's over, Arthas! It's the end of your day of maiming!"

Terenas minehill shouted, "finally free! It's over, my son, it's time for reckoning! Warriors of the light, assemble!"

the players stood up again, launched their final attack on the Lich King, and lost frost. " The grieving Lich King, surrounded by countless enemies, looks fragile.

"I am like a lion in front of a sheep, but they are not afraid of me!" cried the Lich King in pain.

in the moment when the Lich King fell, two huge achievement panels popped up in everyone's vision:

[Frozen Throne (25 people)]!

[fallen of the Lich King (25 people)]!

at the same time, the guild channel also popped up a row of achievements in an instant When the screen was finished, other members of the guild sent congratulations.

"Whoa! Kill the Lich King? The ox drives the ox!"

"it's so fierce. It's been a long time since the land was opened!"

Arthas fell to the ground, his helmet rolled off, and the broken Frostmourne lost its power.

The familiar melody sounded, it was a mourning elegy.

Arthas desperately wanted to stand up, but it was all in vain. The soul of the old king Terenas came to him, and the blue light in Arthas's eyes gradually disappeared

"Father, everything Is it over? "Arthas asked, looking at his father's soul.

The old king said calmly, "there is no eternity in kingship, my son."

Alsace's eyes were full of confusion and despair: "all I could see was It's dark... "

The old king Terenas closed his eyes for Arthas, and then said to Fordring, "without the control of the Lich King, the scourge will be more crazy and unstoppable. They must be kept under control, so there must be a lich king... "

Looking at the old king's dissipated soul, Fordring picked up the Lich King's helmet on the ground.

"I will bear the heavy burden No one is more... "

At this time, a voice shouted: "Tirion! You are holding a cruel fate, but it does not belong to you!"

Verdin looked back in astonishment, and found that the prince of Bolvar, who was constantly tortured by the Lich King, had become totally different, and the fire of the dragon was constantly burning his body, but he was still alive.

"The living world has disgusted me. Put the crown on my head. This curse will be guarded by me!"

"Tirion! You and these heroes have their own destiny, and this last task will be completed by me!"

Verdin's face is complex: "history will always remember you, brother."

Prince Bolvar shook his head: "no! If the world wants to be reborn in destruction, what happened today must be forgotten!"

Verdin's face was full of pain, and he put the Lich King's crown on Prince Bolvar's head.

The frost rises and freezes Prince Bolvar in his icy grave.

"Tell them that the Lich King is dead! Bolvar futagan is dead with them!"

"go away, leave here, never come back!"