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"Arthas!" Nathanos roared heart-wrenchingly at the name that instantly made him hate it so much.

"You should thank me, Nathanos." Arthas smiled and continued to direct others to attack the surrounding elven forces. He would make Nathanos the last person to fall at the feet of the Scourge.

"Before I came here, I went to Maris Farm. It was really a place worth remembering. It's a pity not to see you there, but fortunately I found your mother." Alsace will

Frostmourne rested on Daphne's neck.

Nathanos took a step forward nervously. The death knight enjoyed his expression and could even imagine what was going on in his heart.

"Don't worry, your mother just fainted! She is as stubborn as you and has been on a hunger strike for several days. I guess she can't live to see you for the last time."

"Beast! You have fallen so low to deal with me in this way, where has your glory gone?"

This sentence angered Arthas, and he became a little impatient. He could not defeat Nathanos with his words, and he was wrong in every aspect.

Because of the traitor, the mage named Dar'Khan Drasil, Arthas was able to obtain the key and take down the southern wall gate that separated Quel'Thalas from Lordaeron as quickly as possible. If he had then

What about a strong attack? Can it break through the defense line guarded by Nathanos?

Arthas stroked his sword on horseback and thought. He had never won an honest victory against Nathanos, but everything will change today. What he was tired of was that it still took time to slowly sort out the people surrounding Nathanos.

The elves around him. Why did this seemingly fragile race dare to resist his army? These elves not only seemed to be surprisingly beautiful, they were also surprisingly tough and dared to challenge him.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long to eliminate the remaining elves. Arthas told the mindless undead creatures not to harm Nathanos, but he had other ideas.

"Nathanos, I heard that you and Jaina Proudmoore killed a Stitch."

"I've killed more here, can't you see?"

"Really? It seems that you are an expert in this field. But that's it for now. I plan to let you fail at the feet of your former subordinates."

Arthas made a look. In his army, a suture monster rushed towards the death knight. The stones on the ground shook due to his footsteps. Nathanos was right, he was in Quel'Thalas

He had killed many abominations, but he was not confident enough to defeat the next enemy. This was the largest stitched creature he had ever seen, twice as tall as the average abomination!

"Come and meet the Lich King's great creation, Lumsden the Devourer."

"You don't dare to face me in person?"

Arthas felt that his self-confidence had been attacked, and he didn't know why he didn't kill Nathanos himself and resurrect him. The death knight just told himself in his heart that the purpose of doing so was to humiliate Nathanos.

It would be better for him to fall at Ramsden's feet than at his own feet.

'You're lying!'

"Kill him!"

Ramsden received the order, and the hook in his hand hit Nathanos at an extremely fast speed. No one wanted to see himself being smashed into a pulp, and Nathanos easily dodged this arrogant blow.

However, he was still hit in the head by a flying stone.

"Ramsden wants meat!"

‘This guy can still talk?’ Thinking is really strange, Nathanos thought with a hint of black humor, but he didn’t want to laugh, he was the “meat” that the other party wanted to eat.

Arthas noticed that Nathanos was not just avoiding. He kept collecting bows and arrows on the ground by rolling and jumping, as if preparing for a counterattack.

The human jumped back and distanced himself from Lumsden. He took a deep breath to calm down, poured the water from the water bag he picked up on his face, and then took a big sip. Then he stood up and attacked.

, this will undoubtedly be his last battle.

Nathanos kept nocking and releasing arrows at a speed that was dizzying. Lumsden rushed over at a speed completely inconsistent with his body shape, using his shield-like body to catch the dangerous arrows. This could not stop him.

pace.

When the Stitch Monster was only 8 yards away from him, Nathanos decisively threw away Lorngoru and drew his dagger. He spun and stabbed, letting out a fierce war cry.

In fact, he had no hope of stopping Arthas, not from the beginning! The original purpose of the plan was to wait for an opportunity on the battlefield to save Alleria. He did it, but he never thought that he would stay...

...Nathanos's face was covered with beads of sweat, and his muscles seemed to be screaming from exhaustion. He looked at his unconscious mother sadly, not even sure whether she was still alive.

'I can't save her!'

Ramsden came forward again. Nathanos was tired of this guy. He began to fight like a wild lynx in Eversong Forest, turning his grief and rage into strength. He wanted to catch this terrible guy before he died.

When Lumsden's weapon hit him, Nathanos dodged to the side, and then quickly jumped on Lumsden. The suture monster was furious as the flexible human on it was teasing him.

Arthas saw Nathanos' movements clearly. He wanted to attack Lumsden's head, or even cut off the head directly.

"He's going to win." Alsace murmured, feeling very excited for some reason. But things didn't go as he said. Nathanos was grabbed by Ramsden and thrown to the ground. The Stitch Monster mercilessly attacked

A foot on the human chest.

"What's going on?" The death knight was confused. Just now, Nathanos' weapon almost cut Ramsden's head open, but he finally glanced here. At this glance, Nathanos hesitated.

, he did not launch a fatal blow, nor did he react in any way. He stayed there like a wooden man and was caught by Ramsden.

'What did he see?'

Arthas glanced sideways and saw that it was Darkan. This betrayer suddenly appeared here for some reason. A ball of black energy in his hand was pointed at Nathanos's mother Daphne. No matter what the ball of energy was, it was very powerful for the weak.

It's not a good thing for women.

"Stop, you damn reptile!" Alsace released the shadow chain in his hand and lifted the elf who was doing something under his nose into the air. Darkan struggled, begging Alsace for his life! The death knight's hand

But he squeezed it tighter and tighter. He really wanted to eliminate this useless waste from the Scourge.

'That's enough, let him go.'

There was a whisper from the Lich King. This was the first time Arthas was unwilling to carry out his order, but he finally did it. Darkan's behavior made him angry. This was really an unexpected situation. Arthas and Nassar

North did not expect this. And the Lich King also felt the emotions that should not appear in Arthas's heart.

'Ramsden, bring that man here.'

Arthas heard the Lich King's order. It was not an order given to him, but he could also hear it. The Lich King deliberately let him hear it.

Nathanos felt like his internal organs were shattered, blood sprayed out from his mouth, and his vision became blurred. For the first time, he realized that death was so close to him.

It's almost over!

He lay motionless on the ground, and Lumsden caught him easily, using only one hand, and roughly threw him in front of Arthas - this was the Lich King's order!

'Do it!'

"He..." Alsace's voice was trembling.

'He will be your servant, your most powerful servant.'

"Will he give in?"

Nathanos got up with difficulty, but he was still able to get up, even if he was just kneeling, using his weak legs to support his shaky self. It was the memory that made him do this.

Alleria! Never reject me, no matter what I become, please don't abandon me?

I won't, Nathanos. I never will.

This was Alleria's promise to him. And under the sunset in Hearthglen, he also swore that he would always stay by Alleria's side. It was a vow without regrets.

In the golden shimmer, when soft lavender shadows unfolded their soft cloaks, the sweet fragrance of the ocean and flowers wafted on the earth. He and Alleria had agreed to hold their wedding in such a scene. Suddenly Na

Thanos was extremely glad that Alleria was no longer here, so he didn't have to see this scene or his death.

'Fill Frostmourne's thirst with blood.'

The death knight trembled. The Lich King's whisper and the sound of Nathanos coughing up blood mingled in his ears.

There he was, waiting on his horse. He stared at Nathanos, his long pale hair blowing in the wind.

‘Obey orders!’ The Lich King’s weapon was so impetuous and angry, and was very dissatisfied with Arthas’s hesitation.

His gray lips twitched. "As you wish, Master."

He did not dismount. Invincible roared and rushed towards Nathanos. Arthas held the rein in his left hand and raised the giant sword in his right hand. Nathanos used his last strength to meet the fatal sword edge head on, trying to block it with his own weapon.

Blocked, but they shattered at the moment of impact. The rune sword pierced him. Cold, it was so cold, cold that penetrated into the bones.

Nathanos let out a sob. He never cried out of fear or regret. This brief hoarseness was due to regret that he could not stop the evil enemy. He looked at his mother in pain, that he could not save her.

"Alleria...forgive me."
Chapter completed!