Stratholme God

Chapter 1108 The end of sadness
The famous scene [Father Kindness Son Filial Piety Sword] is late but arrived!
No matter what Mai thinks, Alsace killed his father, no, it was a scene of righteousness and family killing, and it will be deeply imprinted in the minds of all the spectators, and it will never be forgotten for a long time.

There is regret!
Sorry!
More people have extremely complicated moods.

Alsace's righteous killing of relatives is of course a good deed for the world.But nobles have the rules of nobles, no matter what the reason is, doing so is the so-called loss of personal morality.Traditionally, nobles cannot be killed, let alone their own fathers.

Previously, Alsace himself expressed his reluctance, but the latter attack completely cut off the possibility of him becoming king.

But...it didn't end there.

A mortal pierces his chest with a sword, and he can't die anymore. Terenas is the Lich King!

Could it be that his death sword can still devour the Lord?
The outrageous scene really happened!

The moment he pierced his chest, Terenas felt a strong suction from the sword, trying to pull his soul and suck it into the sword, just like all the creatures he had slaughtered before.

"No! No! You are my magic sword! How can you do this to me?" Terenas screamed, a pair of hands withered at a speed visible to the naked eye stuck tightly to the sword, trying to put the [Frostmourne] 】Pull it out from your body.

If it was a simple sword, Alsace would definitely make another strike, and with a random horizontal pull, Terenas could be cut into pieces.

Not!
Alsace, who was not afraid of anything, actually heard the sound of the sword.

[Frostmourne] accepted his existence the moment he touched the hilt of the sword, and the voice of the soul that outsiders could not hear tempted him.

It was a hoarse but magnetic voice.

"Alsace..."

"Accept me... hug me..."

"The real Lich King shouldn't be Terenas, it should be you..."

"You have the qualifications of one in a million, and you are destined to become the gatekeeper of the shadow world..."

The ghostly sound made Alsace's hair stand on end, his hair standing on end.

What was even more exaggerated was that he suddenly saw his old father's face wither in front of him.

Terenas tremblingly shouted: "Give it back to me! [Frostmourne] is mine—"

Alsace was startled: what?Isn't this an illusion?This magic sword actually chose me as its master?

At the very moment, a golden light flashed.

After a daze, Uther strode forward and kicked Terenas out like a bag of garbage.

On the other side, Tirion and Saidan held his hand respectively.

"Don't be distracted!"

"Don't let the will of the magic sword affect you!"

Throughout the ages, this level of magic weapon itself represents terror.

Strange personality, often with terrible soul erosion.

The injection of holy light from the two paladins not only exorcised evil spirits and calmed the nerves, but also bought Alsace precious time.

If you change someone, there is a high probability that you will be disabled if you don't degenerate, and you will inevitably leave various spiritual or soul sequelae.

Don't forget, the second idiot in this life is the master of the Balrog Hammer!

While he was trying to control the Balrog Hammer, his body had already been slightly affected. In the energy circuit in his body, there was more fiery power representing flames.

Almost at the moment when he regained the Balrog Hammer, this fierce and domineering artifact buzzed violently.An extremely strong spiritual force rushed into Alsace's spiritual sea from the handle of the hammer, driving the cold [Frostmourne] spiritual force out of his body very brutally.

After everything was over, the second idiot couldn't laugh or cry, and faced the hammer's questioning helplessly.

Translate translation, that is: [What is there in my hammer that can't compare to that coquettish sword! ? 】

Regardless of strength or weakness, artifacts more or less have their own will.

For the next ten seconds, he was enjoying Balrog Hammer's "Are you looking at other women?" "The ultimate spiritual torture.

By the way, it's Zhang Fei's roaring version.

After finally comforting his brother Hammer, Alsace suddenly heard a sharp humming.

It was the unanimous scream of thousands of wronged souls, and it was the collective wailing of the innocent dead after the rampant natural disaster.

[Frostmourne], which lost its master, is being beaten by several artifacts in turn.

"Destroy it! The devil sword of evil!" Uther swung [Ashbringer] violently, striking the first blow.

Without a user, the desolate and damned rune magic sword lay flat on the ground, with the most vulnerable sword body, bearing the blow from the middle of the door-shaped artifact.

"Dang!" This is the mournful cry of Demon Sword.

[Frostmourne] This accomplice, instigator, and witness of countless crimes is destined to die.

After [Ashes], heroes with artifacts rushed up one by one in turn.

McDonald, Varian, Khadgar, Valeera...

The last is Arthas holding the Balrog Hammer.

This extremely brutal artifact delivered the final blow to this legendary magic sword.

"Duang!"

The blade of the magic sword could not withstand the ravages of many artifacts after all, and broke into pieces with a cry.

That was the release of all souls since the founding of the Scourge.

These suffering and tormented souls are finally free.

The cold and icy wind surrounding Icecrown Citadel finally ceased, and what appeared before the eyes of the heroes were countless souls that turned into white light balls and continued to surround them.

They are singing, while telling their own suffering, while praising the kindness of the liberator.

Accompanied by unbearable memories, they turned into long winds, chants of freedom, and began to slowly dissipate between the heaven and the earth.

Until then, everyone finally cast their eyes on Terenas, who was paralyzed on the ground and whose soul was almost dissipated.

The former King of Lordaeron tried his best to raise his head, ignoring the crowd of heroes who surrounded him, and stretched out his right hand to the three who came forward hand in hand.

Terenas' vision gradually became blurred. At least he could still recognize that it was his sons and daughters who stepped forward, as well as McDonald, the most important minister he had ever relied on.

Perhaps, the soul is about to die, and his words are good.

What came out of the mouth that was once quite arrogant and full of vicious words was a sigh: "Is everything... over?"

"It's over." Unable to bear the sorrow in his heart, Alsace stepped forward, knelt down on one knee slowly, and held his father's withered hand: "There is no need to mourn, my father. Kingship has no eternity!"

What a philosophical sentence, but why is it so strange when these words came out of Alsace's mouth?

The pointer of fate happened to move forward at this time.

Mingming that his eyes began to become dark, and there was no longer any signal feedback from the soul vision, Terenas suddenly wanted to laugh: "McDonald Ken, did you teach him this?"

"Yes." McDonald did not deny it.

"Will you take care of their siblings for the rest of their lives?"

This time, the siblings became anxious. They didn't want to put a greater burden on McDonald, so they shook their heads together.

Macdonald smiled wryly: "They... will walk the path of their own choice."

"Hehe!" This sound was the last words of the Lich King Terenas.

No one knew whether this was a mockery, a sarcasm, or his last consolation to himself.

Terenas Menethil—the most famous existence in this life, who was king for two lifetimes, finally fell completely at this time.

(End of this chapter)