Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

When the Abomination fell to the ground, Kel'Thuzad, who had already run to the street corner, still felt a little regretful. The time was too short and the transformation was not completed. In addition, the armor on Arthas was not an ordinary item and had amazing defense, so he did not receive much damage.

"Haha, Prince Arthas, you should be thankful that my experiment was not completed, otherwise at least half of your loyal men would have died!"

Kel'Thuzad had imagined that after the abomination was killed, the plague and larvae in its body would be exploded and launched, causing large-scale casualties. What a pity.

"That psychic is there!"

Arthas spotted Kel'Thuzad's figure in the distance, and his face became conflicted.

After a moment, he made a prompt decision and issued an order: "Farric, you take half of the people to destroy the barn, Jaina, we will take the rest to chase the culprit!"

"Haha! Prince Arthas, the Scourge has begun its cleansing of this land. Everything you have done is in vain. The Holy Light cannot save Lordaeron! It cannot save you either!"

Ah!

Arthas roared angrily, then quickly ran to his horse and leaped off, "I want you dead! I will judge you!"

"No, don't be impulsive, Arthas!"

Jaina's attempts to stop him were of no use, as Arthas had already run out first. She quickly mounted her horses with the remaining soldiers and chased after him along the main road.

At this moment, all Arthas could see was the black figure of Kel'Thuzad. His body kept shaking due to the shaking of the warhorse. He wished he could grab him immediately and tear off his hands and feet one by one!

Garin and his men were watching from the clock tower. At this time, Onyxia spoke up: "That necromancer is trying to provoke Arthas. It's a poor way of provoking him. Only a young man would fall for it. Dividing our forces now would only lead to our own death!"

"It is indeed a provocation. He is teasing Arthas. But he is wrong about one thing. Their target is Arthas. His life will not be in any danger at the moment!" Garin added.

"Brother Jialin, what about Jaina? She also followed!" Ilucia looked at Jaina's back with a worried look on her face.

"Jaina, you shouldn't worry about it. The gifts that Gandalf gave you were all life-saving cards that I carefully designed."

Garin is serious about saving his life.

Ilucia reached out and touched the necklace around her neck and stopped talking.

Logically speaking, Arthas was riding a warhorse, while Kel'Thuzad was running on his own two feet, occasionally using flash to create distance between them, and he should have caught up with him long ago.

But along the way, there were always a large number of undead jumping out of the houses, constantly blocking Arthas.

Arthas held the reins of the warhorse tightly with one hand and continued to swing the warhammer with anger with the other hand!

The power of Menethil was wrapped in holy light, and every swing could smash a zombie to pieces. The foul-smelling blood splattered and stained Arthas' armor and warhorse.

At this time, Jaina also caught up.

"Kel'Thuzad, why did you betray Dalaran and the Kirin Tor!"

Jaina, who had just come of age, didn't understand why Kel'K had already stood among the top humans. In terms of status, he was one of the leaders of Dalaran. In terms of strength, there were only a handful of mages who could surpass him, but he wanted to stand on the opposite side of humans!

Kel'Thuzad had a stern look behind his hood and sneered at Jaina's questioning. The little girl didn't understand his pursuit at all!

In fact, Kel'Thuzad and Gul'dan can be considered as the same type of people. Both of them are people who can give up everything and ignore the cost in pursuit of power. It's just that Kel'Thuzad's luck in the first half of his life was much better than Gul'dan's.

“You don’t understand what I’m pursuing at all.”

Kel'Thuzad recalled the hardships he had gone through, all the way from Hillsbrad to Northrend in the Arctic, and how he had walked in the severe cold for three months before reaching the Frozen Throne. After listening to the Lich King's teachings, he felt his mind suddenly open up. Everything in the past was just a passing cloud, and only by being loyal to his Lord could he learn the spiritual way that could elevate his soul!

Kel'Thuzad's perception was correct. As one of the six original forces in the universe, the power of death could indeed become a god, and even reach its extreme!

Arthas and Jaina, who were chasing behind, saw that Kel'Thuzad, who was running in front, seemed to be distracted. He did not continue to command the surrounding undead to stop their pursuit.

Jaina and Arthas looked at each other, Arthas nodded, immediately reached out to grab Jaina, pulled her off her warhorse, and then instantly activated the Holy Light acceleration.

Seeing that the pursuit distance was getting closer, Jaina broke free from Arthas's arm and performed a second flash!

Jaina's second flash landed less than five meters away from Kel'Thuzad!

"good chance!"

The moment the magical girl landed, she fully mobilized the magic power in her body and released the Frost Nova!

Kel'Thuzad's feet were instantly frozen by frost while he was distracted.

With the control skills assisted by Jaina, Arthas slapped the hind legs of his warhorse hard and quickly approached Kel'Thuzad.

The hammer that Arthas had been accumulating power for a long time finally hit Kel'Thuzad's chest in anger. The necromancer, who had no defensive spells on his body, was struck by lightning. His entire back caved in and he hit himself hard against a dilapidated house on the street!

Arthas rushed over with a ferocious look on his face.

As a violent roar erupted from his chest, he wielded the brilliant power of Menethil, and the hammer hit Kel'Thuzad's knee again.

Click!

There was a sound of bones breaking, the great psychic's leg bones were shattered, his knees bent at a weird angle, and his black robe was soaked with blood.

The other soldiers following behind immediately rushed forward, slashing and chopping with countless swords, each venting the anger in his heart.

The severely injured Kel'Thuzad did not die immediately. He raised his pale face and said sarcastically: "My death is just the beginning, Prince Arthas!"

His chest was like a broken bellows, and air leaked out as he spoke.

"You can't stop the spread of the plague. I have already spread all the food to all parts of Lordaeron!"

"Hahaha! The Holy Light cannot save Lordaeron! Prince Arthas, your people will die in fear and despair, and you can do nothing!"

Before his death, Kel'Thuzad was still stimulating Arthas, constantly using words to attack his mental defenses!

Arthas, who was immersed in the pleasure of revenge just now, suddenly lost his mood!

A surge of violence erupted from him!