Chapter 852: The journey of the dead

　　 For Drunk Wind, drunken clouds and flame breathing are nothing more than blinding tricks, a trick to attract Alsace's attention. Flames of that level can be fatal to ordinary people, but they cannot do anything to the Lich King.
Not to mention that Arthas has now developed such a technique as an anti-magic shield, just to say that the magic resistance brought by his own strength is enough to resist the drunken fire breath for a short time, although if it is burned for a long time Arthas couldn't stand it either, but this kind of flames for a while still couldn't do anything to the Lich King.
But because of the fear of Drunk Wind, Arthas chose to turn on the anti-magic shield. After all, this skill is different from the green cover with CD in the game. As long as Arthas's rune ability can be sustained, it can Always on-and, who knows if Drunk Wind has done anything, and what other tricks are added to the flames?
　　 It's a pity, this kind of caution gives Drunken Wind a chance.
　　 With the help of flame cover, Zuifeng stretched out his finger, the touch of reincarnation!
　　The Touch of Reincarnation is the ultimate move of Drunken Wind after all.
　　 This move is low-key and quick, and it is perfect except that it consumes too much energy and cannot be used frequently.
　　 Although Arthas had not personally seen this trick, he had also heard of the record of Drunken Wind's spike in Azshara.
　　 Seeing a pointer, Arthas found that he could not avoid it.
At this time, whether it is dodge or block with a sword, it is too late. The only problem with the anti-magic shield is that it will slow Arthas' actions a little bit-even if it is only a little bit, it is enough to give drunk wind. Chance!
　　 Arthas saw a thick finger poke his shoulder.
　　 The heavy armor was useless, the lingering infuriating energy directly acted on Arthas's soul-if his consciousness could still be called a soul.
　　 So, at the moment when the Touch of Reincarnation hits, Arthas-or the Lich King-was now completely occupied by chaotic illusions.
　　The touch of reincarnation, death toward life.
　　 The lethality of this move completely depends on the state of the subject.
　　 And Alsace himself was a person who shouldn't exist.
After being completely integrated with Frostmourne, Arthas's soul has been completely distorted-he is Arthas, Ner'zhul, countless souls who died under Frostmourne, and in the final analysis, he is a witch Demon King.
　　 In Azeroth, the power of death itself is a taboo, because as the fifth element outside of earth, water, fire and wind, soul energy has many manifestations.
　　The wild spirit that the shamans prayed for is the wild side of the soul. The innocence that the monks mastered is the side of the soul that is combined and manifested through special means, while the spirits and the undead are the opposite of the soul.
　　 So the touch of reincarnation is terrible for Alsace!
　　 For this soul's already distorted existence, the touch of reincarnation caused Arthas to instantly explode on the level of consciousness.
　　The souls bound by Frostmourne were all released by this finger.
　　 If the Ashbringer on the Frozen Throne split Frostmourne by physical destruction, then the attack of Drunk Wind is a dimensionality reduction blow on the soul!
　　 At this moment, the Lich King fell into absolute confusion.
who am I?
where am I?
what should I do?
　　 Countless souls bound by Frostmourne began to mourn unconsciously, and the strongest souls of Arthas and Ner'zhul who still retained their memories were also separated from their fusion state!
　　 After Arthas fell into a sluggishness, the surrounding undead, except for the stitch monster controlled by Professor Putrishid, also stopped moving.
　　 Old Fording and Delanosh finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the motionless Lich King.
　　……………………
　　 Am I Alsace?
　　 Still, I’m Ner'zhul?
　　 Or, I am... the Lich King?
　　 Am I dead? Or am I still alive?
　　 After being confused for a while, Arthas's soul finally occupied the dominant position, and after Frostmourne's restraint ability failed, his hidden side was finally revealed.
　　 That is the few goodness left in Alsace.
　　 When merging with Frostmourne, the kind side of Alsace's soul was sacrificed by Frostmourne as a nourishment.
　　 And this sacrifice is not complete-at least a little bit remains.
　　Thanks to Uther-in the first battle on the snowy field, although Uther's last remaining hand led to his counter-kill, he successfully awakened and retained Alsace's last bit of kindness.
　　 Although later, this trace of kindness was regarded as pure soul energy like the souls of countless Frostmourne, but under the touch of the reincarnation of the drunk wind, this last kind of goodness still gave out the last light.
　　 "Kalia, my sister..."
　　 Arthas finally spoke with difficulty—the voice was no longer hoarse, it was so familiar in Kalia's ears.
　　 It was like when Lordaeron was still there, every time Alsace returned to the palace from an expedition, he would see himself!
　　 Kalya, who was using the skills Faor entrusted to him to deal with Salatas, suddenly felt a little trance.
　　 If it weren't for Old Fording's immediate help, I'm afraid Carlia would be unlucky now.
　　 And after getting rid of this ancient god~EbookFREE.me~ Kalia finally looked at Arthas.
　　Although there is still a faint light in his eyes, in Kalia's eyes, his brother has finally returned.
　　 After leaving Frostmourne, Arthas struggled to maintain his standing posture.
"I'm sorry."
　　 At this moment, if it hadn't been because she had become an undead, Kalia would have burst into tears.
　　 This feeling is really unspeakable.
　　Although Arthas killed his father himself, and even though Arthas became the current Lich King, after experiencing so many twists and turns, Kalya no longer blames her brother in her heart.
　　 Before picking up Frostmourne, did Arthas miss anything?
No.
　　 It was Terenas' ambitions being used by the Burning Legion, and Arthas became a chess piece in a different situation.
　　 So when I came to Northrend, Kalia's purpose was simple-she just wanted to end it all.
　　 And now, she finally saw the hope of victory.
When Kalia’s feelings were complicated, Arthas’s eyes finally lit up with his own light yellow brilliance-although faint, in this dim underground palace, in Kalia’s eyes, it was incomparable. obvious.
　　 The next moment, as Arthas raised his hand hard, Kalya felt a surge of power.
　　 Blessing from the King!