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As for master feidin, he was an old acquaintance of the players.

This legendary Holy Knight was exiled by his own country because of his friendship with an orc warrior. When he spoke to his son, Tyran, he said a famous saying that was widely spread: "Race does not represent honor. People should not rashly make judgments about existences that are different from themselves."

Old fordring lived in seclusion in the Plaguelands and fed on rotten insects. He saw his son, Tyran, join the Scarlet Crusade and gradually lose himself, so he hoped to use some mementos to wake up his son, who had become a puppet, and rekindle his Paladin will.

When the players gave the toy war hammer, silver hand's glorious war flag, and the painting of love and family to Tyran, the Highlord of the Scarlet Crusade read feidin's letter and burst into tears.

However, on the way out, Tyran was killed by isillien, and feidin, who had lost his beloved son due to Eitrigg's incident, had completely recovered his power of holy light. He had vowed to bring new order to Lordaeron.

In the battle of the Light's Hope Chapel, the Lich King ordered the Highlord of the death Knights, Darian Mograine, to lead the acherus Death Knights and the scourge Army to attack the chapel, in an attempt to obtain the bodies of the 3000 Paladins under the chapel and turn them into an undead force.

At the moment of danger, Darian threw the fallen ashen Messenger in his hand at fordring. With the help of the three thousand Paladins in the chapel, fordring purified the fallen weapon with the power of holy light, and the legendary weapon, ashen Messenger, was reborn.

At this point, the Silver Hand and the Silver Dawn had merged into one, forming the silver Northern Army. Feidin had become a Highlord and the true leader in the battle against the Lich King.

In the cold wind of noscent, the players fought together with the silver Northern Army. Starting from Dragonbone waste, the players recalled the whole process of Arthas's fall, participated in the Crusades 'trials, and finally attacked Icecrown fortress through the judgment Army of ashes. They fought through all the obstacles and finally arrived in front of the Lich King.

The grass snake with a Gray Line sneaked for a thousand miles.

The battle with the Lich King had been planned since ten years ago. The clues ran through the beginning of Warcraft and World of Warcraft, and the heroes finally clashed on the ice throne, creating the most intense sparks.

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"Warriors, attack!!"

Highlord Tirion Fordring waved ashen Messenger and rushed forward, but the next second, he was frozen in the ice grave by the Lich King.

Zou Zhuo and the others were already used to this scene. They had explored the Lich King countless times, and old fordring had been frozen countless times.

The players began to skillfully follow the established strategy and began to fight the Lich King.

Even though they had gone through countless Team Dungeons to temper themselves, they still needed a long period of pioneering and unyielding effort to defeat the powerful Lich King.

The 25 players completed their tasks in an orderly manner. The tanks focused on the mobs that were about to respawn. The output classes silently chanted in their hearts to deal as much damage as possible. The healers paid attention to the health of the entire team and the various debuffs on their teammates.

"Gangrene, run to the devilbeasts and prepare to disperse!"

"Parasitism! Discipline priests, prepare your shields!"

"It's a phase change! Leave the central area. Everyone, hurry up and find your positions. The mirror image has refreshed. Hurry up and pull it away!"

"Spread out a little and reduce the damage from torment ... Quickly destroy the frost ball and don't let it get close!"

"In the third stage, prepare to fight Hua Erqi! We've captured them, but we have to save the mage first! Take control, okay, switch fire!"

"Three more seconds to Blackwater! Quick, spread out, scatter, run with the crossbow boots hit by the black water, hurry up. Okay, very nice. Come, let's gather. "

"Be careful of soul harvesting, immediately switch to another tank to taunt! Use your skills to block it. Healers, use your skills and heal!"

"Good, good, the fourth stage is going smoothly. Let's prepare for the fifth stage. Quickly deal with the evil souls first! dk, use your Army. Knights, use your invincibility and crash them!"

"Hurry up and raise the blood of the entire group! Melee, continue to output!"

"We're in the final stage. Don't care about anything else, just kill the boss! Just focus on attacking the boss!"

"You've passed, beautiful!"

The players were still attacking with all their might, but they were already laughing and cheering.

"He passed, awesome!!"

"Wow, it's not easy! Our Guild has finally killed the Lich King!"

"Hahahaha, too strong!"

However, at this moment, the Lich King raised Frostmourne and instantly killed the whole team.

A few players were dumbfounded,'what the f * ck is this? Was it a team wipe?"

"No, no," the commander explained."This is a normal plot. We just have to watch the show."

The Lich King came to the center of the ice throne.""You've trained them well, feidin. You've sent the strongest Warriors in the world to me, and this is what I want! Your silent sacrifice will receive my praise!"

The power of Frostmourne began to corrode the bodies of every player."Witness it with your own eyes. I will turn them from corpses to Warriors of the scourge. Azeroth will fall into chaos and destruction in their hands! And you will be the first corpse!"

"I enjoy this kind of sarcasm!"

However, at this moment, feidin, who was trapped in the ice grave, suddenly shouted,""Supreme holy light! Please give me your blessings! Grant me strength and help me break these shackles!"

The power of holy light suddenly burst out from feidin's body, instantly breaking through the ice grave and slashing Frostmourne in half with the ashen envoy!

The Lich King looked at the broken Frostmourne in his hand."This ... This is impossible ..."

The Highlord Tirion Fordring shouted,""It's over, Arthas! Your days of harming living beings are over today!"

Terenas menehill shouted,""I'm finally free! It's over, my son. It's time to settle the score! Warriors of the Holy Light, gather!"

The players stood up again and launched their final attack on the Lich King. The Lich King, who had lost Frostmourne, was surrounded by countless vengeful spirits and looked fragile.

"I'm like a lion in front of a flock of sheep, but they don't fear me!"The Lich King shouted in pain.

The moment the Lich King fell, two huge achievement panels popped up in everyone's vision:

[Frozen Throne (25 players)]!

[Fall of dirty Demon King (25)]!

At the same time, rows of achievements popped up in the Guild channel, and the other guild members also congratulated him.

"Waa! Did he kill the Lich King? Awesome, awesome!"

"Amazing! We've finally killed it after so long!"

Arthas fell to the ground, his helmet rolled to the side, and the broken Frostmourne lost its power.

A familiar melody played. It was a mournful Elegy.

Arthas tried his best to stand up, but it was all in vain. The soul of the old king Terenas came to him, and the blue light in Arthas's eyes gradually faded ...

"Father, is everything ... Over?" he asked. Arthas looked at his father's soul and asked.

"There is no such thing as eternal power," the old king said calmly."My son."

Arthas's eyes were filled with confusion and despair."There is only ... Darkness in front of me ..."

The old king, Terenas, closed Arthas's eyes and said to feidin,""Without the Lich King's control, the scourge will become even crazier and unstoppable. We must maintain control over them, so there must be a Lich King ..."

Seeing the old king's soul dissipate, feidin picked up the Lich King Helmet on the ground.

"Let me carry this heavy burden ... No one is more ..." He said.

At this moment, a voice shouted,""Theon! You're holding onto a cruel fate, but that doesn't belong to you!"

Feidin turned around in shock. He realized that Duke Bolvar, who had been tortured by the Lich King, had been completely transformed. The Dragon Fire was still burning his body, but he was still alive.

"The world of the living has already disgusted me. Place the crown on my head and I will guard this curse!"

"Theon! You and these heroes have your own destinies. This last mission will be completed by me!"

"Brother," feidin said with a complicated expression."History will always remember you, brother."

"No!" Duke Bolvar shook his head. If the world wants to be reborn from the destruction, everything that happened today must be forgotten!"

Feidin's face was filled with pain as he placed the Lich king's crown on Duke Bolvar's head.

Frost rose and froze Duke Bolvar in the frozen grave.

"Tell them that the Lich King is dead! Bolvar Fordragon and them both perished!"

"Go, leave this place and never come back!"