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Chapter 598: Kael’thas and Arthas

Although he didn’t have any Scourge under his command, Arthas had powerful undead magic power. As he waved Frostmourne, the corpses in Silvermoon immediately stood up again. There was no lack of corpses with rotten intestines and missing limbs. When the corpses of these high elves turned into undead and attacked their former people under Arthas’s control, the survivors of Silvermoon, including Kael’thas, instantly collapsed.

This was the hateful thing about undead creatures. As an intelligent creature with emotions, when your former relatives, loved ones, friends, and even comrades who had once fought alongside you fearlessly rushed at you, wanting to bite your throat and flesh with their teeth, how great a blow would it be to your mentality?

“It’s the Scourge. They’re back!”

“Run!”

The high elves began to escape with their backs facing Arthas. This didn’t mean that Arthas was more intimidating than the two demon lords, Julia and Benia. But the high elves present had been chased out of their homes when the Scourge wreaked havoc before. They had lost in the battle against the Scourge, so they naturally had a lingering fear of the undead in their hearts. Now that they saw these corpses standing up again, they immediately recalled the painful memories from before, and their will to resist instantly disintegrated.

Arthas only had a few undead by his side, but he actually managed to scare hundreds of high elves into fleeing desperately. This situation even surprised him.

At this moment, an enormous vortex of flames suddenly rose from under Arthas’s feet and instantly submerged him. After the towering flames slowly dissipated, his figure gradually emerged from a burst of mist.

A Frost Shield was surrounding Arthas, and the shield was evaporating under the impact of the flames and turned into steam, but he was safe and sound. Kel’Thuzad had cast his spell in time…

“Thanks.” Arthas nodded at Kel’Thuzad before turning around to look at the slowly descending figure.

“Arthas! How dare you appear in Quel’Thalas again!” Kael’thas, who had landed with Feather Fall, gritted his teeth and glared at Arthas. He said with hatred, “You killed your father, betrayed your kingdom, destroyed the homeland of us high elves, contaminated our Sunwell, and even killed my father. With such a blood feud, even if you die ten thousand times, it won’t be enough to atone for your sins!”

“I also took Jaina away from you…” Arthas said expressionlessly, almost breaking Kael’thas’s defense.

In the sky, Benia was already watching the commotion. Although Kael’thas had left her behind, Benia had no intention of chasing after him. Julia was the same. After pinching the fire phoenix to death, she tried to knock the fire egg that the fire phoenix had turned into. After discovering that the egg wasn’t so easy to destroy, she and Benia started to watch the fun together.

The topic between the two princes was a little explosive. Although Julia and Benia didn’t know what had happened, even demons were very interested in this kind of drama that was clearly about a love affair.

Unfortunately, Arthas and Kael’thas didn’t stand still and fight with words to explain the entire situation to Julia and Benia. Kael’thas was facing the enemy who killed his father, and Arthas hated the arrogant elves, so the two of them started fighting without saying a word.

Seeing Arthas charging at him with his sword, Kael’thas waved his hand and covered himself with a Fire Shield. Then he raised his sword of flames and faced Arthas. Frostmourne and the sword of flames slashed at each other.

Then the sword of flames lost utterly…

Frostmourne in Arthas’s hand directly defeated the sword of flames in Kael’thas’s hand and slashed at his head. But Kael’thas calmly turned his body to the side and avoided this attack while extending his left hand toward Arthas.

Boom! A powerful Fire Blast hit Arthas head-on. Kael’thas’s fire spell was at his fingertips, and he didn’t even need to chant.

After being hit by the Fire Blast, Arthas subconsciously raised Frostmourne in front of him to protect himself with the sword’s cold aura. But even so, he was repelled by the force of the Fire Blast along with his warhorse. The four hooves of the skeletal warhorse even left four fissures on the ground.

Kael’thas, who had distanced himself, took this opportunity to take out an elven-style magic staff. At the same time, the three fire cores that were constantly rotating behind his neck began to light up, and their volume and rotation speed increased considerably.

As the magic gem at the top of the staff lit up, he began to shoot fireballs at Arthas. These fireballs flew relatively slowly, but when they flew near Arthas, they immediately exploded.

Facing these powerful Flame Blasts, Arthas could only temporarily turn to defense. Battles with mages were like this. Once there was a distance between two sides, the other side would definitely suffer a lot of blows.

But Arthas wasn’t defeated because of this. Frostmourne began to transmit death and frost magic power to him continuously. Relying on the power of ice, he resisted the flames of the Flame Blasts. Then he seized the opportunity to swing his sword. A dark green ball of light immediately passed through the gaps of the fireballs and shot at Kael’thas.

This sudden Death Coil hit Kael’thas directly, and his protective Fire Shield immediately collapsed. The cold magic power contained in the Death Coil invaded his body, causing his magic power circuit to become stagnant and blocked. His blood surged, and he grunted as a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Taking advantage of the pause in Kael’thas’s attacks, Arthas spurred his skeletal warhorse to charge at Kael’thas. Frostmourne was pointing straight at his chest.

But when Arthas was about five meters away from Kael’thas, an enormous magic formation suddenly shone from the ground. He had stepped into a trap! A powerful Flamestrike appeared, and the entire ground rose under an intense explosion. Frenzied flames rose from the ground and rushed straight into the sky of Silvermoon, and the surrounding buildings ignited with raging fires due to the high temperature.

Arthas was lifted into the air along with his warhorse. When he fell from the sky in a disheveled state, he found that his warhorse had already turned black, and even his hair and armor were not spared.

The warhorse was temporarily useless. Arthas held his sword and strode toward Kael’thas. The death knight armor on his body made his footsteps extremely heavy, and the ground trembled with every step he took.

At this moment, Kael’thas’s eyes were already glowing with magic power, but he didn’t pursue his advantage. Instead, he retreated slightly and continued to distance himself from Arthas, intending to use the same spell to bombard Arthas.

But unexpectedly, after taking a few steps forward, Arthas clenched Frostmourne with both hands and stabbed it into the ground.

Crack! Crack! Crack! The sound of countless crystals rubbing against each other came. The powerful frost power in Frostmourne erupted, submerging everything around it in enormous ice crystals at a visible speed. The freezing power enveloped not only Kael’thas but also most of Silvermoon.

Kael’thas was frozen in a piece of solid ice about the same size as him.

Arthas stood on the ice and snow battlefield he had created, looking at Kael’thas’s ice coffin, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer. See? This powerful force is so intoxicating. Kael’thas, what right do you have to fight me, who is holding an artifact?

But at this moment, Benia’s voice suddenly came from the sky. “Haha, Prince Arthas, what are you reveling in? Do you think you can kill that guy with such little frost power?”

“Not enough!” Julia echoed. “This scene looks quite terrifying, but the temperature isn’t low enough. You can only use such a small amount of Frostmourne’s power. The difference is too great…”

When Arthas heard the two demons echoing each other, the sneer on his lips disappeared. Instead, his lips were twitching. He looked up and saw that cracks had appeared on the ice coffin and were rapidly expanding.

With a clang, the ice exploded, and Kael’thas fell out. Although he tried his best to break out of the ice, he was still frozen. He half-knelt on the ice, his handsome face pale, his limbs slightly stiff. Fortunately, as the flame cores behind his neck started to rotate again, fire magic power slowly recovered in his body.

Just as Arthas was about to continue rushing forward and take advantage of Kael’thas’s injuries to kill him, he heard a strange cry behind him. He turned around and found that it was Kael’thas’s pet, the fire phoenix. It had undergone nirvana and returned from the form of a giant fire egg.

Although it had become a fire phoenix again, it was obvious that its flames had weakened a lot. It seemed that nirvana had still damaged its magic power.

After the fire phoenix Al’ar flew up, it looked at Julia fearfully. This demon who had just broken its neck with her hand really gave it lingering fears. It looked at the situation on the battlefield, passed over Arthas’s head, and flew to Kael’thas’s side.

“Is it two against one this time?” Arthas said with his chain raised, holding Frostmourne.

But what surprised him was that after the fire phoenix returned, Kael’thas actually jumped onto its back. Then the man and pet turned around and left without hesitation.

In fact, Kael’thas had no intention of fighting to the death with Arthas here. The reason why he had fought him was actually to buy time for his people to escape.

Kael’thas hadn’t expected Arthas to return to Silvermoon. He had rushed back from Dalaran with the intention of getting his remaining people to rebuild Silvermoon. But now that there was a powerful enemy, the reconstruction plan could only be put aside for the time being. The true duty of a leader was to protect his people as much as possible.

From this point of view, Kael’thas was currently qualified. He could put aside his hatred for his father’s murder for the time being. This was very remarkable, and this decision was wise.

Kael’thas escaped, making Julia and Benia very disappointed. They felt as though they had seen half of the show disappear, but they didn’t intend to hunt him down. They still had business to do.

Under Arthas’s lead, the four of them set foot on the Isle of Quel’Danas again and arrived at the Sunwell.

Before Julia and Benia came to Azeroth, Roy had told them that after Arthas found the Book of Medivh and summoned Archimonde, they had to rush back to Quel’Thalas as soon as possible. If Roy didn’t remember wrongly, after returning to Silvermoon, Kael’thas would find that the Sunwell was contaminated. After careful consideration, he would destroy the Sunwell. Roy wasn’t sure how long it would take, perhaps a few days or a month or two. But in any case, the Sunwell was the most convenient and fastest source of magic power that Roy could find so far for his descent. So he had told Julia and Benia that they had to ensure that the Sunwell wasn’t destroyed.

Coincidentally, the time Julia, Benia, and the others arrived at Silvermoon was just right. Kael’thas had already investigated the contamination of the Sunwell. Over the past two days, he had already formed the thought of destroying it, but he hadn’t had the time to take action.

After driving the high elves out of Quel’Thalas again, Julia and the others occupied their home and began to prepare for Roy’s descent to this world…