Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Garin led his team into the portal that looked like an icicle.

Garin was an expert in teleportation spells, and the short teleportation did not make him feel dizzy. However, most of the team members had just experienced the lesson of falling from a high altitude not long ago, so they needed some psychological preparation before stepping into the portal.

When the group of young people came back to their senses from the teleportation, they were already on a huge platform.

This is the highest point of Icecrown Citadel, where the Frozen Throne is located!

There is only one path on the platform, which is a narrow and steep ice staircase covered with ice and snow. The end of the staircase is a throne carved in the center of the iceberg!

This throne was built on the highest point of Icecrown Glacier. Perhaps Ner'zhul created this open-air platform in order to satisfy his ambition to dominate the earth.

On the throne, the warriors of Azeroth saw the figure wearing blue-black skeleton armor, wearing the Helmet of Domination, and holding the magic sword Frostmourne in his hand!

He was like a king sitting on the throne. After seeing Garin, he walked down the ice-carved stairs step by step, holding the magic sword in his hand.

"Arthas, here we come!"

Galen's words made everyone, including Tirion, tense up, while Jaina looked at her childhood playmate with a complicated expression.

Arthas walked down the last step, his heavy boots landing on the platform.

"Garlin, you are here to attack me with this mob? Where are the Marshal of the Alliance, the Prince of Stromgarde, your Knights of the Silver Hand, and the Knights Templar?"

Arthas glanced at the group of 25 people brought by Galen. The only ones who really concerned him were perhaps Tirion, the old minister of Lordaeron, the familiar Jaina, the chubby black and white creature, and the brown-skinned orc with a bear.

However, his contemptuous look made everyone very unhappy.

"Arthas, these are the elites of the alliance. Don't underestimate them, or you will suffer a great loss!"

Garin and Arthas talked like old friends.

"Oh? Then should I put down Frostmourne and beg for your forgiveness, Galen?"

"We will let you die quickly, Arthas! For you who have committed so many crimes, this is the greatest mercy!"

Tirion interrupted Arthas' words. It was really his mocking words that old Fording could not bear. He thought of Andorhal with corpses everywhere, and the capital of Lordaeron which was like hell on earth!

The king that old Fordring once served was even hung on the city wall for more than a year. When Lordaeron was recovered, Queen Calia almost fainted from tears!

And Stratholme. If it weren't for Garen's support and himself and the desperate resistance of the citizens of Stratholme, perhaps the entire city would have become a city of death!

"Hahaha!"

Arthas laughed loudly towards the sky. At this moment, his voice became cold and low. The cold wind blew the gray hair on his head, and his pale face made him look extremely evil!

"Tirion Fordring! Let me tell you firsthand. When this is over, you will beg for mercy, and I will deny it. Your cries of pain will be a testament to my savage power."

After Arthas finished speaking, without waiting for Tirion and the others to react, he directly aimed Frostmourne at Garen!

The runes on the Rune Magic Sword from the hilt to the tip of the sword were all lit up!

Immediately afterwards, a beam of blue ice energy shot out and hit Garin's chest!

"mean!"

"No!"

Amid Jaina's painful wails and Tirion's roars, the warriors of Azeroth saw their Grand Marshal frozen into a huge block of ice by the power of Frostmourne!

The moment Galen was frozen, Tirion grabbed the Sword of Brotherhood and rushed forward. The heart of this first-generation paladin was filled with rage!

"Oh!"

The broad black and red blade of the Brotherhood's Sword collided with Frostmourne, making a metallic humming sound.

But it was obvious that Tirion was completely at a disadvantage, not only in terms of the quality of his weapon, but also in terms of his own strength!

Even though Fording had studied abroad in Shattrath and listened to A'dal's explanation of the Holy Light, he was still a long way from being a demigod!

Arthas looked at Tirion teasingly, and then the two of them retracted their greatswords at the same time and attacked again!

"This sword is for King Terenas!"

"Oh!"

The two weapons collided again, and Tirion's attack was easily blocked again.

"Fordin, you're still a long way from here. I've said before that the Holy Light can't help you! I'm the King of Lordaeron, you have no right to judge me!"

"No! The king of Lordaeron is Her Majesty Calia! She has already ascended the throne in Lordaeron!"

Hearing this familiar name, the blue soul fire in Arthas' eyes became even brighter. He stared at Tirion's face with a cruel smile on his face!

"My dear sister actually survived? And now she's stealing my things?"

"But it doesn't matter. I will return to Lordaeron soon and take back my throne!"

"I will be the Lord of Death in Azeroth!"

At this moment, the team members behind Tirion finally arrived!

"You're dreaming! Arthas!"

Bridget, Taelan, Renault, and Darion, four young generations of Lordaeron, quickly supported Tirion!

"Oh...you don't know your own limitations!"

Arthas kicked Tirion away, then looked cruelly at the four young men who rushed up. As the crown prince of Lordaeron for nearly twenty years, he naturally recognized that they were the best of the younger generation in Lordaeron!

If nothing unexpected happens, these people will pledge allegiance to me the moment they inherit the title!

But it seems it’s not too late now!

"Quickly open!"

Fording, who was kicked away, noticed Arthas's actions in mid-air. He sensed the danger and loudly warned his son and nephews!

Too late!

Arthas swung the magic sword, and the runes on the ice-blue blade of Frostmourne lit up again, and a dark edge appeared on the blade!

The black light shot up into the sky, swallowing up the surrounding light, like a black lightning streak across the sky!

next moment!

Bridget, who was standing in the first place, bore the brunt of the attack. The shield in her hand was shattered and her whole body was almost twisted. Fortunately, she used the Holy Shield in time, and a golden barrier protected her firmly!

The armor on Tailan's chest was shattered and blood gushed out. In order to protect his brother, Renault was also hit in the chest by the black edge. The huge wound almost went through his body, revealing his broken heart!

The three men flew backwards and hit the platform hard!