Chapter 309 Arthas' Choice
In the following time, Illidan obtained the Skull of Gul'dan and found the Eye of Sargeras just like in other timelines.
Then Dalaran was unlucky for another eight lifetimes. Illidan used Dalaran's magical power to bombard the Frozen Throne from a distance.
Then he was stopped by Malfurion and the power of the High Elf Kingdom, and embarked on the road to escape.
The increasingly ambitious Prince Alsace organized an expedition on his own and planned to conquer Nordson.
His son's decision was made, and Terenas, who loved his son so much, had no way to stop him. He had no choice but to select the most elite soldiers for his son to join the battle.
Illidan, who accepted Kil'jaeden's order, almost fatefully met Prince Arthas who came for the expedition.
The two sides launched a duel, and Illidan was no longer a match for Arthas, who had completely controlled Frostmourne. After his defeat, he fled to the Outlands.
Ner'zhul, who was plotted by Illidan, was now greatly weakened and unable to control his undead army.
Frostmourne in the hands of Arthas was precisely the nemesis of the undead. Without any exception, Lordaeron's expeditionary force advanced with great success, pushing all the way to the bottom of the Frozen Throne.
"Damn Kel'Thuzad, you dare to betray me." Ner'zhul could not suppress the fear in his heart, and cursed Kel'Thuzad in his heart for surrendering to hell.
Under the threat of the magic sword, some undead souls that had escaped the control of the Lich King gave way to the stairs leading to the Frozen Throne, and Prince Arthas advanced to the top step by step.
Finally, a piece of ice full of cracks appeared in front of the prince, and the leadership helmet was embedded in the ice.
"Arthas, you are finally here. This is the guidance of fate. Come on, become one with me. You will become the new Lich King, the Lord of the Undead."
Ner'zhul, who was about to die, continued his usual deception style, trying to find a chance of survival.
"Haha, the Lich King is just a dead body. Is there anything worth pursuing?"
Arthas smiled sarcastically and said that from the moment he saw his people being transformed into ghouls, the Lich King was certain to die.
"Young prince, you still don't understand what the Lich King means. It represents immortality, strength and status."
"As a mortal, no matter how powerful you are, you will eventually grow old and die." "
Come and become one with me, and you will own the whole world."
The sword in Arthas' hand stopped. The Lich King's words really touched his mind. The power of the mortal kingdom could no longer satisfy him.
Ner'zhul witnessed the great joy, and was about to continue to seduce the young prince, when suddenly a sinister voice came.
"Prince Arthas, don't listen to this undead's nonsense. It is itself a slave of the devil." A mage appeared in front of the two of them.
It was the great cat slave Kel'Thuzad, the founder of the Curse Sect who had taken refuge in Hell, the former Archmage of Dalaran.
"Traitor, you still dare to appear in front of me." Ner'zhul was furious. It was this traitor who wiped out all the informants he had been running for many years and turned him into a blind man.
Arthas backhanded his sword and pointed it at Kel'Thuzad's throat. "Kel'Thuzad, you are also responsible for the tragic experience of the people of Lordaeron." "How dare you
appear in front of me? Do you think that Don't I dare to kill you?"
Kel'Thuzad remained motionless, letting the sharp sword tip scratch his skin. "Dear Prince Arthas, let me introduce myself. I am now His Majesty Gracia, the Lord of Hell. mage".
"I am here today to convey the goodwill of the great Hell Lord. Don't believe Ner'zhul's words. When you put on the Helm of Command, you fall into the trap of a more powerful dark force."
Arthas laughed contemptuously, "Lord of Hell, I once heard the Guardian God of the Earth say that she was an evil god and tried to lure me into corruption."
Kel'Thuzad's expression did not change, "Hell follows the rule that the strong are respected. Since His Highness has controlled Frostmourne, he has passed the test."
"His Majesty Gracia wants to ask His Highness the Prince to serve as the commander-in-chief of hell and command the army of hell to fight against demons."
"And His Majesty Gracia promised that when the hell realm is promoted in the future, His Royal Highness the Prince will be the new hell lord candidate."
"The Lord of Hell exists side by side with the true God, and is eternal. Your Highness, this is an honor that even the Guardian God of the Earth and the master of Ner'zhul cannot give you."
Kel'Thuzad said, with a hint of envy on his gloomy face.
He reached out and took out a dark token, "Your Highness, this is the token transformed from the origin of hell. As long as you fuse it, you can have eternal life and great power."
As he spoke, he handed the token to Alsace with some reluctance. Under the strict system of hell, he would not dare to keep it privately.
Arthas stretched out his hand to take the Hell Token, and his body immediately felt a trace of desire. His expression was invisible under his mask.
But a fierce battle between heaven and man was taking place in the prince's heart. Why could Arthur, a lucky mortal, become a god? So could Alsace.
As Alsace's mind changed, the Hell Token turned into a liquid-like substance and merged into his body.
Arthas's body ignited with the flames of hell. At this moment, he had accepted the origin of hell and became the high-ranking servant of Hell Lord Gracia.
"What a powerful force." Arthas felt the devil's power in his body intoxicatedly, feeling that his control over Frostmourne had improved to a higher level.
He laughed ferociously, slashed at the ice where Ner'zhul was hiding, reached out and grabbed the helmet of command, looked at it carefully, and then threw it to Kel'Thuzad.
"Tell Your Majesty, Lord Gracia, that I still have things to do in the world. When I inherit Lordaeron, I can dedicate more souls to Her Majesty the Demon Queen."
Kel'Thuzad respectfully took the helmet of command and observed Ner'zhul's remnant soul. "Dear Commander, I will report back to your Majesty the Queen truthfully." The figure slowly dissipated and returned to hell.
Alsace stood in the broken ice and looked into the distance for a long time. Suddenly he laughed wildly. The prince who had completed his revenge was in a very happy mood.
"Arthur is nothing. When I become the Lord of Hell, it will be easy to defeat this little god."
"The Kingdom of Lordaeron is mine too, no one can take it away. Arthur, it's impossible for you to want the Son of God to inherit the throne."
Becoming the great devil in hell, second only to Gracia, Arthas naturally inherited the devil's arrogance and cunning, and knew Arthur's plans clearly.
If Arthur knew all this, he would probably faint from crying in the toilet, and then fight Gracia to the death.
(End of chapter)