Chapter 1685: The deadly sun king (one more)

After a scream, Arthas's voice dropped again: "Ask again, are you afraid or not?"
Don't dare, just dare to be angry.
Dissatisfaction is opening up in person.
If Anastrian is still the chief of the tribe, at least there is Thrall standing in front of him.
But he had no barriers now, and with his thin body, he could face the Lich King who had control over his soul.
He trembled, and in the hollow eyes, the fire of two weak souls trembled, as if wailing.
"I served! Of course I do! I am the most loyal slave of Her Majesty the Lich King!" Abandoning the rituals, the former Sun King was just a humble and shameless soul.
Arthas was unmoved, and he shook his head: "In the past, Ner'zhul always liked to control with absolute souls. He used to think that as long as the living person stepped into the realm of death, he would fall into his absolute domination. Next. Obviously, he was wrong. "
The sun king shivered.
Arthasto put his helmet on his chin and turned his head: "You and your forsaken once broke free of Ner'zhul's control. This is the best proof. Therefore, for those who have the value to cultivate, I am even more Tends to let it slowly fall. Only the fall of one's own will is the deepest and most complete fall. For example, I once, now Marigos, and ... the future you ... "
The cold words pierced directly into Anastrian's deepest part, making his soul tremble even more.
"Actually, you came to me. I was a little surprised. I don't know why you feel insecure in the tribe. Since you chose to trade, choose to be my subordinate and thirst for strength, I will not break my word. Here, Arthas stepped down the Frozen Throne slowly. When he fell each step, the "knock" sound when the metal leg armor hit the ice surface, every sound was like a sledgehammer, beating Anast Ryan's soul.
Arthas stepped in front of the Sun King and stood up: "Look up, my servant."
The Sun King was still trembling, he raised his spine bones as if to make his skull face face Arthas. He couldn't see anything, only the gap between the full-face helmet and the ghostly ghost eyes.
If he could still swallow, he would make a "cooing" sound at this moment. It's a pity he can't.
It was the coercion and freezing that even the soul could freeze. In front of Arthas, Anastrian thought he was too small.
At this time, the Sun King noticed that Arthas' vacated left hand was holding an ice crystal skull.
"this is……"
Arthas' cold laughter came from under the helmet, and pierced directly into the soul of the Sun King: "You want to trust me, I allow it. But I use my soul fingerprints, so you can never betray me again! You I want to gain strength, and I allow it. But I haven't promised that it won't hurt you. "
At this time, Anastri's safety body was shaking like a sieve, and he couldn't control his soul and body at all, even with a drop of magic element.
A [Death Grip], Anastrian's entire bones have been lifted lightly, hanging in midair.
The chuckling laugh of the Lich King sounded like a ghost: "It's been ten years! Another soul is imprisoned in this little skull. I can't go anywhere. I can't contact my body at all. You can only endure the extreme pain that the body can endure day and night, tortured by cold, narrowness and extreme pain. Of course, this thing can also greatly increase your mental strength. As long as it is integrated with this thing, you It's a real demigod. "
Arthas's laughter grew louder: "How about? Are you happy? The new Mr. Demigod Lich."
"No ... no, I ..." In that private deal, Arthas promised to turn him into a demigod. I knew it would be this end, Anastrian might as well continue to hide in the tribe, even if his puppet trade with Kil'jaeden was revealed, maybe he could continue to hide in the new Undercity and lose his resistance.
It became like this, it was a big death by myself!
"Come on. You should be happy. There are too many demigods under Duke, and I also need more powerful demigods as my helpers." Then, Arthas directly imprisoned Ner'zhul's ice skull Pressed on Anastrian's face.
"Kara!"
What kind of feeling is your facial bones slowly crushed by one inch by one inch?
Even if he is no longer a living person and has lost his nervous system, the pain of his soul still brings Anastrian on the verge of collapse.
He wanted to scream, but couldn't scream!
He wanted to resist and couldn't.
All I could do was look at the seemingly fragile ice skull to crush his entire skull.
He felt that he had lost something forever. He didn't know what it was, but only vaguely felt that it must be very important.
It took five minutes for Arthas to crush the poor worm's skull into powder. A gust of cold wind blew, and the bone meal scattered on the ground was blown away.
Above the Sun King's body, now attached is an ice skull with a completely different pure white.
The bones, which have long lost their lives, were constantly stimulated by the turbulent dark forces, making a little funny jerking movements, and even a lot of anti-joint behavior.
Arthas suddenly wanted to laugh.
Laugh whenever you want.
"Hahahaha", the kind of proud laughter that seems to dominate all the existence of the world, echoed around the Frozen Throne, and immediately floated into the entire Icecrown Citadel, echoing constantly.
All the high-level undead who could express their emotions were stunned at first, and immediately followed Arthas, sending out the nightmare-like unpleasant laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"
How long did you laugh?
Arthas didn't know, he just knew that he was in a good mood.
Looking at the still ridiculously undulating undead creature, Arthas ordered the Blood Queen: "After he returns to normal, I want all the information he knows. Alliance, Horde, and Dragon Sleep Temple."
"Yes!" Blood Queen Lanna Sur bowed.
On the other hand, there was a lot of discussion in the emergency throne meeting held by the alliance.
Some people advocate slowing down, while others advocate holding up and beating hard.
Obviously no one can convince anyone.
The strength of the Scourge is still terror.
After capturing the Plague City, Arthas almost pulled out all the low-level undead creatures and attacked the Alliance position.
According to conservative statistics, elite-level skeleton soldiers are still over a million. The number of undead creatures at each level cannot be counted at all.
Anastrian and Dranosh's joining the Scourge also meant that a considerable amount of information had been leaked.