Azeroth: Starting with Eagle Eye in the Necropolis

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It seems I'll have to save my poison for Stronk. In Arthas's current state, he has absolutely no chance of winning. What a pity, he originally intended to make them both suffer heavy losses.

"Arrogance!" Arthas roared. Despite his weakened power, his long-accumulated pride and the confidence bestowed by Frostmourne made him unable to tolerate such an insult. He activated Invincible and swung Frostmourne, sending a fierce frost shockwave straight towards Scythe.

Stanker neither dodged nor evaded, but roared, and a viscous, blood-red shield (blood shield) appeared around him. The frost impact struck the shield and shattered, failing to harm it in the slightest.

This result chilled Arthas's heart; now he couldn't win in either a one-on-one fight or a group brawl!

Does this mean his death is today? No! I want to live forever; I will never die.

"Hahaha, please, Arthas, your attacks can't even break through my defenses. It wouldn't be very honorable for me to win if you were like this."

"Alright, to be fair, I'll heal your wounds first, otherwise people might say I'm bullying you," Sciark said.

Upon hearing this, Sylvanas, who had been smiling, instantly froze, turning her head stiffly to look at Scythe with a speechless expression.

That expression seemed to say, "Are you fucking kidding me? One-on-one is one thing, but you're actually going to heal this guy's wounds!"

“Don’t look at me, the Banshee Queen, like that. There’s nothing to brag about in defeating Arthas in this state, is there?” Sciark said.

"Whatever you want!" Sylvanas said with a helpless sigh.

That's fine too. If I kill him, I'll need to figure out how to subdue his death knights. But if Arthas kills him, I can avenge him and subdue his death knights.

At this moment, even Arthas, who had been in despair, had a renewed hope. If his injuries could be healed, he would still have a chance to win in a one-on-one fight.

“I admit I underestimated your magnanimity. So, Stank, how do you intend to heal my injuries?” Arthas said.

If we can buy ourselves some time, we should do so. Every bit of time we can recover will increase our chances of escaping.

"I'll heal you right now, Arthas." After saying that, Sciark immediately cast a level 1 healing spell on Arthas.

The healing spell is incredibly powerful; in the game, it can restore health to any unit type, including undead, constructs, and even elemental lifeforms.

With only 2 points of strength, the healing spells cast by the four strong can only restore about 20 points of health, but that's okay, because Rhodes is hidden among the undead troops.

As Sciark cast his spell, Rhodes simultaneously cast a healing spell. With a power of 14 points and a mid-level water magic spell, Arthas instantly recovered more than 100 points of health.

Furthermore, the healing ability has a very special function: removing some negative status effects. Although it cannot restore Arthas to his full strength, at least it seems that Scythe is not at any advantage.

A green light enveloped Arthas, and Arthas instantly felt his power begin to recover, his previously severely injured body regaining its vitality.

The power returned, though not as great as the Lich King's, but it was countless times better than before.

Arthas smirked. "There's always a way out!"

Chapter 206 Beating Arthas, Shattering the Prince's Pride

“You’re still keeping your word, Scythe, at least you have a shred of chivalry left. So come on! A one-on-one duel.” Arthas said, raising Frostmourne.

Feeling the long-lost power surge through his cold body again, a twisted confidence appeared on Arthas's pale face. He pulled hard on the reins, and his undead warhorse "Invincible" reared up, letting out a hoarse roar.

"Sch'ch! You will pay for your arrogance!" Arthas roared, and Frostmourne erupted with an unprecedented chilling light, as if to freeze the entire canyon.

"Now, feel the power of the Lich King's true warriors!"

He activated Invincibility and charged towards Stronker like a silver lightning bolt. Frostmourne cleaved down, and the frost it brought even made the Banshee and Dark Ranger watching from afar feel a chill run down their spines.

However, just as Arthas launched his charge, Rhodes, hidden among the zombies, subtly twitched his lips, and a silent spell was completed.

Protective Shield! An invisible, resilient force field quietly enveloped Stronk and his bone dragon mount, greatly enhancing their physical defense.

Stone Skin Protector! Immediately afterwards, a flash of earthy yellow magical light disappeared, and Stank's Saronite Armor seemed to be covered with an indestructible rock shell, becoming even thicker and stronger.

Bloodlust Technique! A barely perceptible red light entered Stanker's body, and the Netherfire in his eyes burned even more fiercely. A violent sense of power filled his entire body, and his desire to attack and his lethality increased dramatically.

Meanwhile, Stanker himself activated his attack speed boost, a gentle breeze enhancing his agility.

Although I wanted to make it seem like Scythe treated Arthas fairly, how could I not use my buff magic?

As for inflicting more negative magic on Arthas, Rhodes decided against it. What he wanted next was for Stanker to establish his authority in the eyes of the undead, rather than crushing Arthas.

Faced with Arthas's seemingly inevitable attack, Sciark laughed wildly, showing no intention of dodging or even using any Death Knight skills. He simply swung his massive blood-red rune sword to meet the attack head-on!

"Well done!"

Clang——! ! !

The deafening clang of metal against metal echoed through the canyon, and the massive shockwave from the collision sent rubble and dust flying everywhere.

The blood-red runic greatsword clashed violently with the Twin Sorrows.

The scene Arthas had envisioned, where he would cleave his opponent in two with a single strike, did not occur. Frostmourne struck Scythe's runeblade as if it had struck an unshakeable mountain! The recoil made his arm go numb, and he almost lost his grip on the hilt.

"What?!" A look of disbelief flashed in Arthas's crimson eyes.

The opponent's strength... was incredibly formidable, and his defense was unbelievably tough! He had always thought that Stanker was inferior to him, but now it seemed that was not the case.

Sciark wouldn't give him time to think. With the enhancements from Rhodes magic, his strength, speed, and defense all surpassed Arthas's, who was not at his peak at the moment.

"Is that all the power you have, Arthas!" Scythe roared, his wrist snapping away Frostmourne, and the crimson greatsword swept across, aiming straight for Arthas's waist and abdomen.

Arthas was shocked and quickly parried with his sword.

Boom!

Another muffled thud resounded, and Arthas, along with his horse, was thrown back several steps. Invincible let out an uneasy neigh.

The four strongmen had no intention of giving Arthas any chance to breathe and once again swung their greatswords to attack.

Clang! A piercing, high-pitched sound rang out!

Sparks flew! The runic energy and the frost-like death energy clashed fiercely once again!

However, the power of Stanker's attack was too concentrated. Although Arthas successfully blocked it, the penetrating impact still pierced through his armor.

Scharn pressed his advantage relentlessly, urging his bone dragon to close the distance. He gave Arthas no chance to breathe, his crimson rune sword swirling like a storm, each strike containing terrifying power, death energy, and the power of blood. Unlike Arthas, who excelled in frost and evil strikes, Scharn specialized in the power of blood.

"Hahaha, take this, Arthas!"

Annihilation Strike! The runic sword slashed down with devastating shadow power.

Heart strike! A tricky angle aimed straight at the gaps in Arthas's armor, attempting to detonate the death energy within him.

Spirit Strike! While attacking, it continuously draws upon Arthas's life force to nourish itself, becoming stronger with each battle.

Arthas was forced to defend with all his might. Frostmourne was overwhelmed and unable to fight back. His proud frost magic had little effect on Stangk's strange blood shield (blood shield) and rock-like defense.

The occasional Death Coil was easily shattered by Scythe or withstood by his powerful magic resistance (resistance skills).

"What's wrong, Arthas! Where is your pride? Where is your power?" Scythe attacked furiously, verbally humiliating his opponent. "Look at your pathetic state! You are not worthy of wielding Frostmourne, much less worthy of being the leader of the Death Knights!"

Arthas was sent flying off Invincible's back by the powerful sword strike! He crashed heavily into the canyon wall, creating a human-shaped crater in the hard rock, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading outwards.

Facing Arthas's furious slash at Frostmourne, Scythe let out a deep, thunderous battle roar. The massive blood-red rune sword in his hand—[Soul Drinker]—seemed to come alive, the three runes branded on its blade bursting forth with blinding light in succession!

Although this weapon is not as powerful as Frostmourne, it was still crafted and enchanted by top undead artisans using special Saronite from the Lich King. Moreover, after its master returned, the runic weapon was reforged with special anti-magic metal and anti-magic crystals were added.

In terms of quality alone, this sword is not much inferior to Frostmourne. The only difference is that Rhode cannot channel his power into Scythe through this sword.

Blood runes intertwined, frost runes were a chilling blue, and evil runes were a deep, eerie purple! The power of the three runes was activated simultaneously, intertwining and imbuing the sword with unimaginable destructive energy.

"Come on, kid!"

With both hands gripping his sword, Stanker met the Frostmourne sword, which carried endless frost and resentment, head-on with a simple, unadorned upward slash of pure power and energy!

Clang! !!! — Boom! !!!

Arthas was knocked away again, lying on the ground for a long time before he finally got up. Even though he was now in the body of the dead, Arthas still felt a little uncomfortable.

The enraged prince was too weak to shout anymore. Damn it, if Frostmourne could have unleashed its full power, how could he have been defeated?

Arthas's armor was torn, and his wounds were multiplying. Although the undead could not feel much pain, the loss of power and the trampling of his dignity drove him almost mad. He tried to fight back, but each attack was easily neutralized by Sjöck, resulting in even heavier blows.

Sylvanas, watching from the side, frowned deeply. The overwhelming strength that Scythe displayed far exceeded her expectations. This was not an evenly matched duel at all, but a complete and utter crushing defeat!

The mutually destructive outcome she had hoped for never materialized; Scythe even seemed to be handling the situation with ease. In that case, why did she cast a healing spell on Arthas? Was it just to make him appear more resilient?

"This brute... how could he be this strong?" Sylvanas's alarm bells rang in her mind. The stronger Scythe was, the greater the uncertainty of her subsequent plans.

She secretly gripped the bottle of poison she had specially prepared, her eyes shifting as if she were considering something.

Finally, after a violent collision, Arthas' Frostmourne was violently thrown into the air, spinning and embedding itself in the ground some distance away, while Scythek's massive fist slammed into Arthas's breastplate.

Click!

Arthas's chest armor dented noticeably, and he spat out a mouthful of black ice shards. He was sent flying backward off Invincible's back, crashing heavily against the rock wall before sliding to the ground, where he was momentarily unable to move.

Scythe rode his bone dragon slowly toward Arthas, his massive shadow completely enveloping the defeated prince. He raised the blood-red rune sword Soul Drinker, its tip aimed at Arthas's head.

"What's wrong, Arthas? You're already done? I haven't even used my full strength yet!" Stank, riding on the giant bone dragon, revealed an extremely mocking expression.

“You despicable bastard, Scythek, you only challenged me when I was weak, and don’t think I can’t see that you’ve cast a spell on yourself to enhance your strength, and your mount is far stronger than Invincible,” Arthas said, swaying unsteadily.

“You bastard, I’ve already healed your wounds and given you a lot of face. Losing in this situation only proves that you’re nothing special. All the magic I use is my own. I’m not saying you can’t use it. If you have any trump cards, feel free to use them. I’m not forbidding you from using them,” Scink said.

Arthas gave a bitter smile upon hearing this. What trump cards did he have left? He had been driven into a corner.

The healing magic he had just received gave him a glimmer of hope, but the ensuing battle quickly extinguished that hope.

However, Stanker hid it very well; his healing magic actually worked on undead, even though death knights and liches also had healing abilities, such as Death Coil, which used shadow and death powers to heal undead units.

But he had just seen it very clearly: the opponent's healing magic possessed life force, while he was an undead! His body was filled with icy blood.

His mount, the bone dragon, is also incredibly powerful and seems to possess the ability to weaken enemies.

However, one's invincibility is merely a mount and does not enhance combat power.

Chapter 207 The Filial Son's Sowing Discord, Kel'Thuzad's Arrival

Stanker harbors many secrets, just like his master. Thinking of Rhodes Arthas, a sense of resentment welled up in his heart.

That bastard! I haven't even cut his head off yet, and I'll never have another chance to kill him.

Rhodes, who was hiding among the undead and playing the role of a zombie, was also amused. "Listen to what you're saying!"

You actually said that the Broken Bone Dragon is stronger than the Invincible Dragon, but it seems that the Invincible Dragon is indeed not as strong as it. It seems that the Invincible Dragon's only function is to be ridden.

This isn't a game world; Invincible can't fly. When Arthas led the Scourge to attack Light's Hope Chapel in the Eastern Kingdoms, he didn't ride Invincible out for a spin.

Gu Long was, after all, a fierce general with 200 health points, a dozen or so attack points, and a dozen or so defense points. His combat power was at least stronger than that of an ordinary Abomination.

Moreover, it possesses unit-specific abilities, such as reducing morale by one and aging. In the eyes of Arthas and Sylvanas, it is a powerful undead dragon.

"You say I won unfairly? That's the funniest joke I've ever heard. Arthas, are you that great yourself?"