World of Warcraft: Conquest of Arthas

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　Even Alsace was a little suffocated when he saw the beauty in front of him. Her graceful posture, arrogant and noble temperament, beautiful face, slender and plump legs, sexy nail polish jade toes, and a few strands of silver hair hanging on her pointed ears made her look more mature, with an intellectual flavor mixed in with the aura of a queen.

　　"Hehe, human, why do you come to my palace?"

　　Aishalas was not panicked at all, and even waved her hand to let the maids who were desperately trying to protect her retreat. In the face of absolute strength, low-level cannon fodder is useless.

　　Esala was still very interested in Arthas. She also knew that the mature man in front of her was actually still a boy, a native of the Eastern Kingdom. Well, humans were natives in her eyes. She knew a lot about the prince of a native kingdom. Nagas could easily sail in the sea, and they had advantages that other races could not match. The sea was a natural barrier for the Nagas, and they could understand everything that happened on several continents and islands.

　　Azara was interested in Arthas not because of his body, but because the ancient god N'Zoth turned her into the culprit of the Naga. There are not many things that a sealed and imprisoned ancient god can be interested in, and Arthas's accidental invasion of the Emerald Dream was an accident. This new power surprised N'Zoth, so he sent the Nightmare King to capture Arthas.

　　"Where's Xavius? Isara, stop this. I won't fall for your honey trap."

　　Alsace's eyes were calm. The woman in front of him was a real femme fatale. The more beautiful a woman was, the harder it was to trust her. They knew how to take advantage of their own strengths. If anyone really fell into her trap, they would be sold without knowing it, and would count money for her.

　　He was very clear about his own abilities, and he was no match for the old foxes in scheming. Even though he grew up in the royal family, he was not very scheming, mainly because he was the only son, which allowed him to enjoy too much and he had no palace fighting at all.

　　"Hey, why don't you sit down and have a couple of drinks?"

　　Queen Azsara sipped the wine elegantly, and the next second, the Well of Eternity erupted with a huge arcane energy, wrapping Arthas inside. This huge pressure was like the pressure of the deep sea, which would crush a mortal!

　　The gentle holy light flashed, and the invincible time was unlimited. Alsace looked at Isara who suddenly stood up. He couldn't figure out what this woman wanted to do. How could this woman use her true consciousness to enter the nightmare? Strange, this is not the Emerald Dream, but a nightmare world, how could there be Isara's true consciousness!

　　"Aishara (Naga Queen, original consciousness) status: hostile."

　　The scarlet words made Arthas not believe Isara, even though she had not launched an attack just now. This was just the calm before the storm. Being in the arcane vortex, Arthas even saw Isara's magic. When he raised his hand, an ice cone as thick as the pier of an elevated bridge appeared and suddenly stabbed towards him. This was clearly the rhythm of wanting to kill him!

　　"You surprise me, mortal, tell me what you mean!"

　　Azara was a little surprised. Ice cone, fireball, arcane missile, three types of magic were like toys in her hands. She cast them very easily. Especially the mage's signature frost arrow, which had almost no chanting time and was almost instant. And in the game, the reading time was more than one second, and it was only a fist-sized ice cone. In Azara's case, not only was it instant, but the ice cone was the same width as an adult. In comparison, you can almost feel Azara's strength. What an exaggerated existence.

　　But even Azsara couldn't deal with N'Zoth, so how strong is the old god N'Zoth? It is said that this is the weakest of the four old gods. The weakest one is stronger than the peak demigod. How can he be defeated?

　　For a moment, Arthas wanted to give up. But he quickly shook off the thought. He could be defeated, but he could never lose the courage and faith to fight. Absolutely not. No one could make him surrender!

　　"Ding! You have strengthened your belief. You have been promoted by ten levels. Your current level is thirty."

　　"Ding, you are enduring the arcane shock. If you can hold on for an hour, you will gain arcane constitution."

　　"Alsas: Race: Human. Age: 14. Level: 30. Attributes: Strength: (100) 340, Agility: (50) 350, Wisdom: (80) 380, Mastery: 400, Versatility: 400, Critical Hit: 50% (for enemies of the same level, increases or decreases by 1% per level), Critical Hit Damage: 230%. Block: 100%. Spouse: Onyxia (Black Dragon Queen), Offspring: None."

　　The confusing information flashed by, and Arthas simply sat down with his legs crossed, hooked his finger at Queen Isara, "I'll sit here and let you hit me, let's see how long you can hold out."

　　"presumptuous!"

　　Esala felt a long-lost anger. It had been a long time since she had been so angry. This mortal, a native, an ignorant race, actually dared to make such a hooking gesture to the great Light of Lights. It was simply treasonous!

　　"Go to hell!"

　　The angry Azsara summoned the power of the Well of Eternity, using the purest arcane energy to form an arcane torrent, simulating a natural flood disaster and swallowing up the tiny mortals in front of her!

　　Crack! The exquisite palace was broken in the arcane torrent, and turned into ashes bit by bit, leaving no trace! Isara floated in the air, her delicate feet shining with a touch of light, and pointed at Arthas in front of her, summoning energy to drown him. She was like a ruler, commanding the energy to carry out her orders.

　　The night elves in the distance could not help but kneel down and worship, looking at the goddess-like Eshara, with such a terrifying pressure, this is their beloved queen. For the light of light, they can give up everything, even their lives!

　　In the arcane torrent, Arthas gritted his teeth and held on. Facing Azara's arcane impact, he was invincible with the Divine Shield. But there was still energy seeping in. This was a simulated arcane. After being diluted by the Divine Shield, he could sense the flow of arcane energy in the most primitive state.