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Chapter Fifty-Three - Icecrown Citadel Twenty-two

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"Why do you do this?"

"I have no obligation to answer your question." Nathanos stared at the blue dragon who looked like a female elf, and he noticed that there was no blue dragon except her in the Blue Dragon Holy Land. Could it be that the Blue Dragon Legion has given up here?

Teregosa was a little angry at this attitude. "Sindagosa is the Queen of Frost, who can defeat her?"

"Does your dragon clan create less trouble for mortals?" said Nathanos. He did not give an example, because the Blue Dragon must be well aware of it.

Terregosa held the soul of Sindagosa in both hands. The fluorescent aura was already very weak. Perhaps it was the last obsession of the ancient blue dragon - sleeping in the dragon bone wilderness. Terregosa sighed, "The Blue Dragon Legion thanks for your help."

Then the undead in front of him turned into black mist and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"He is going to the Ice Crown Fortress?"

...

"Have you found it yet?" Belmont asked loudly, pulling off the spider silk that stuck to him with his hands. When he found the Frost Wing Hall, he and the others realized that they were late. It was a mess, with white broken bones and traces of battle, but there was no Sindagosa and the Withering One himself.

"This blood has been frozen!" Koroc knelt on one knee on the ground, carefully observing the traces left by the wither. "Your master must have been seriously injured." He said, "but I can't feel Cindagosa anymore, maybe she..."

"So where is Lord Dead?" Belmont refused to give up, "Where is he?"

"The bloodstains straight through the edge of the platform, which means he fell down." Anas, the captain of the Silver Northern Expedition Army, was just stating one of the possibilities of Nathanos' whereabouts, but almost made Belmont run wild on the spot. He was angry because the extremely relaxed tone that Anas often had, which sounded like he was glading something.

"I really want to know if you were still so calm when the Sunwell was broken by Arthas."

"What did you say!"

"Enough!" a woman shouted loudly, and immediately stopped the quarrel between Belmont and Anas.

Korok immediately stood up, there was no woman among them, and the voice could only come from behind. The Death Knight looked over and there was indeed a female elf standing at the door of the Frost Wing Hall.

Anas was the first to recognize who the person was, “Ms. Sylvanas, it’s a great honor to see you here.”

"I don't know you, the soldier. There is no need to compliment me like this." After seeing the green color of Anas's eyes, Sylvanas was convinced that he was not the person of the Silver Covenant.

"Anyway, you are the Regent's sister."

"Then you should also know that I am an enemy of the tribe." The female elf said a word that made Anas unable to speak anymore. Sylvanas ignored him and walked directly to Belmont. "You seem to be the one who knows the situation best here. Please tell me, soldiers, what happened here? The great lord Tirio is waiting for news inside the Ice Crown Fort."

She said panic. Now the Ashes Messenger is probably in a decisive battle with the Lich King. She just wants to know how the Forgotten Master is now, and get news from Veronara that Nathanos will face the Frost Queen alone.

‘Damn it! Why does he always worry?’

The female elf seemed to be somewhat similar to Aurelia! Belmont raised his vigilance and replied cautiously: "As you can see, a battle has happened here. Cindagosa should... be destroyed, but..."

"What about the one who destroyed her? How about it?"

"Your countryman said he fell into the abyss." Belmont gritted his teeth and said this reluctantly.

Sylvanas's face turned pale immediately, but she was calm enough to make a rash judgment because of a set of rhetoric. "What do you see with your own eyes?"

"No, this is just a guess!" Korok said, he had a little impression of the Withered One, but he did not expect that the somewhat special Forgotten One would dare to fight Sindagosa alone.

This courage is worthy of admiration.

"When we came here, the battle was over, and the only valuable thing was this bloodstain." The dead man pointed at Sylvanas's feet. The female elf's boots were unconsciously stepped on the dark red "patterned lines".

"So he may still be alive, so he should find him."

"Thank you for your concern, ma'am." Belmont's eyes were not as sincere as his words, and he almost wrote the words of suspicion on his face. "But this is the internal affairs of the Forgotten. You seem to be too enthusiastic."

Nathanos's followers were quite loyal. Sylvanas smiled faintly and explained: "I just made sure I could have more power to face Arthas, and the Forgotten leader should want to kill the Lich King."

...

"The world around you will collapse in front of you!" Arthas raised the grief of frost and stabbed into the ground. The suddenly hung cold wind wanted to throw people other than him out of the platform.

"Go toward the center!" Tyrio said loudly, realizing that the command was a bit too harsh, because Alsace was standing in the center, and he could not attack when he chanted spells, but the closer he got, the lower the temperature would be. The weapon was held in his hand and stinged like a needle.

But it's much better than falling down.

"Wagri, obey your master's orders." The Lich King's voice passed through Tirion's eardrum. Fording remembered that during the attack on the Ice Crown Fortress, the Valkyrie Wagri under the Lich King did not show up. At this moment, he suddenly realized.

No one would not know those terrible beings with wings. They possess the outline of the Viku women, but do not rely on their natural power. Their most terrifying ability is to resurrect the dead.

Resurrect the dead! These five words shocked Tyrio. He almost heard the sound of Vagri flapping his wings. Looking around, many warriors had fallen under the sharp blade of Frost sadness. The Ashes Messenger ordered: "Drop all the corpses off the platform!"

His words surprised his allies who were still struggling in the cold wind. This paladin should have a better understanding of the concept of holy light than most people and understand what glory is. He even carried the charge of treason to save the life of an orc, and was even exiled.

Those who died in this war were martyrs, and their bodies would be sent back to their hometowns and then a grand funeral was held.

"This behavior is inhumane." cried a female priest who was treating.
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