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   "Hehe, Alsace, you seem to be very confident in the enchantment you built, let me help you do an extreme stress test."

   There is an old saying that is good, if you are not a family, you will not enter a family.

  Ner'zhul and Alsace have many similarities, coupled with some international environmental factors, Ner'zhul finally chose the once brilliant Lordaeron prince as the fusion target.

  Ner'zhul's character has been analyzed a long time ago. He is cowardly, can't figure out his position at critical moments, and is still a second-year-old.

The Frozen Throne that this guy built was exposed on the highest point of the Icecrown Glacier. I don’t know if it was to satisfy his immobile vision of overlooking the world. The reason why he was bombarded by Illidan with the Eye of Sargeras before was also because of this open air inside.

  Charlemagne originally thought that Alsace would completely solve this problem after rebuilding the Icecrown Fortress, but it turns out that Alsace also has this weird habit of secondary school.

  Obviously the other core areas of Icecrown Citadel are tightly sealed by the solid Saronite outer wall, but the most important area of ​​the Frozen Throne is still exposed to the air.

Perhaps Arthas was very satisfied with this open skylight when he inherited Ner'zhul's memory, and would stand on the edge of the platform from time to time to enjoy the pleasure of looking down on all beings, but undoubtedly... this mentally handicapped design prevented Charlemagne from playing tower climbing games Opportunity to flip the table directly.

He had already expected Alsace's plan. The tribe's desperation was also in his plan. Anyway, it has nothing to do with the death of more orcs who are getting more and more restless. As for the resurrected corpses... can you get out of the ice crown? Bastion counts me as loser.

  In order to let Alsace relax his vigilance, Charlemagne deliberately asked the tribe to charge forward, so that Alsace ignored the oath movement that had been keeping a low profile...Anyway, the onslaught was Garrosh's own will, and he deserved it.

The dragon army brought by Charlemagne this time is not the group of Krasus. At this moment, Krasus and the bored Isarios are still guarding the exits of Icecrown Fortress with their dragons. The key point is that once the undead come out, immediately send the purification fire.

This new dragon army is led by three dragon kings and a dragon queen, plus Onyxia, a quasi-dragon king himself, including Alexstrasza, Ysera, Malygos and Noz. Dom stays behind Soli Dommi in the Caverns of Time.

On the side of the blue dragons, apart from Arygos, Kalecgos, and Stellagosa who stayed at the Nexus, they also included Senegos, Saragosa, Alegos, Athoregus, Sapphiron, Harleen and other elite blue dragons were all dispatched.

  Solidormi only left a minimum of bronze dragons in the Cavern of Time, and almost led all the remaining bronze dragons out... After all, she still has something to ask Charlemagne.

The red dragon also dispatched core combat forces such as Tarani Strasz, Kerestrasz, and Valastrasz. The green dragon princess Melinthra, who was lost in Ahn'Qiraj, also led the team under the leadership of her parents. A large group of small partners joined the big team.

"No no no no!"

  Even if Alsace is called the second idiot, seeing the scene in front of him, no matter how stupid he is, he will know that the other party is not kind.

  He hurriedly dragged the heavy plate armor towards the built-in teleportation equipment of Icecrown Citadel, and was full of humiliation, intending to leave the Frozen Throne and temporarily take refuge inside the fortress.

   Unfortunately...too late.

  Under the blessing of the group time acceleration spell suddenly cast by the bronze dragons such as Solidomi, the dragon army seemed to break through the time limit suddenly, and flew over the barrier of the Frozen Throne across a distance of two kilometers in just one second.

  The number of gargoyles staying above the Icecrown Citadel is already very small, and they have not been able to stop the dragon army at all.

  Charlemagne patted the dragon horn of the black dragon princess under him, "Ani! Spray me hard!"

"hold head high!"

As Onyxia's shadow flames erupted first, Alexstrasza, Ysera, Soridomy, and Malygos successively highlighted the four-color dragon's breath, and their dragon army followed suit .

"No!"

Under Alsace's desperate gaze, the enchantment he was proud of before was instantly overloaded as if it were made of paper, and the sound of breaking the enchantment seemed to pass into his decayed ears, followed by The colorful breaths of dragons of various colors.

  At the last moment, Arthas instinctively held Frostmourne in front of him, and the crazily gushing power of frost mixed with the large amount of souls absorbed by Frostmourne built a small blue-purple barrier.

  By the time the giant dragons breathed away, the flat platform of the throne had become full of potholes, and the throne made of perpetually frozen ice had been melted by Alexstrasza's flames of life.

  Alsace, who was half kneeling on the ground, had already taken off the handsome plate armor he was wearing because of the high temperature.

   Alsace with death-grey skin and bare upper body, combined with the helmet of dominion still on his head, looks... very funny.

   "Hehe~"

Charlemagne jumped off Onyxia, stood in front of Alsace who was covered in scars, and said with a smile, "Do you like the big gift I gave you? You can actually block the joint breath just now. Praise for now." Here you go, the second idiot prince."

  Arthas tried his best to stand up with Frostmourne, and squeezed out a name from between his teeth, "Charlemagne Theron!"

   "Yes, that's right, it's me, I can hear you without shouting so loudly."

  Charlemagne reached out his hand to pick his ear, flicked the non-existent earwax in the direction of Alsace, and shrugged under the eyes of the second-generation Lich King who seemed to be breathing fire.

"Don't stare at me like that? You see, it's thanks to my acquiescence that you were able to happily entrap the tribe before you died...Although I also want to thank Garrosh for his cooperation, it still gives you one last good memory. Right? You should actually thank me."

   "How dare you...do that, humiliate me!"

  Alsace pointed the Frostmourne in his hand at Charlemagne angrily. This classic CG action combined with his unclassic attire made Charlemagne couldn't help but burst out laughing.

   "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't laugh at your strength, I just... laughed at you for not forgetting to pretend to be aggressive at critical times. No wonder you turned the most critical Frozen Throne into an open-air design. If you die, you can't blame others."

  Charlemagne took out a long sword exuding orange-red fire from his backpack with a playful smile. The familiar shape made Alsace's eyes widened behind the helmet of domination.

   "Impossible! That sword, could it be..."

"oh?"

   Charlemagne raised his eyebrows, "It seems that you have understood."

Raising the fire-type one-handed magic sword in his hand, Charlemagne said loudly like singing a hymn, "That's right! This joy of fire was originally an artifact that was paired with your Frostmourne, but yours is Female, mine is male."

  Alsace: "…"