Chapter 352: Defeating the Lich King, Arthas' Doomsday

Arthas actually wanted to recruit himself, which Luode never expected. You jerk, you don't even piss to look in the mirror, what the hell are you? Do you really think being a Lich King makes you awesome?

You want to be my subordinate, but I still think your combat power is low, you're brain‑sick, always getting some illness. The only thing you can do for me is shine my shoes, that kind of thing. In the East, saying that is extremely humiliating.

But if it were in the West, the meaning would be a bit different. Right now, Arthas, and even all the adventurers who followed Luode here to beat this lying corpse, looked at Luode with a very strange gaze.

What the Lich King just said isn't a big problem; the demigod just needs to refuse it grandly. But you're recruiting the Lich King as a subordinate and even having him shine your shoes—what a bizarre demand is that?

"Please, dear, you actually let him shine your shoes—couldn't I do it better for you?" Sylvanas looked at Luode speechlessly and said.

It's usually wives or maids who shine their husband's shoes; you call a man over to shine your shoes—where am I supposed to put my face?

"Demigod, the Lich King Arthas isn't easy to deal with; we need to be careful." Tirion Fordring came over to smooth things over and said.

"Hmph! In my view, Arthas is like putting up a sign to sell Seoul." Luode said.

"Hahaha! Luode Demigod, you're really humorous, lying there with a label selling your own head—this description really fits." Kael'thas said.

He actually understood the meaning of that remark; this way of speaking is somewhat similar to the Pandaren Empire's tone.

As a continuation of the high elves of the former Night Elf Empire, the Blood Elf race contains many records from ancient times, including some books about the pandaren.

Luode Demigod's tone of speech is very much like the pandaren's way of communicating.

The Demigod is truly erudite and versatile! He actually knows about Pandaria.

At this moment, Sylvanas tiptoed to Luode's ear and whispered: "If you want to humiliate him, just use some aggressive language; don't say weird nonsense! We completely don't understand what you mean, and instead find it strange. When did you ever go to Pandaria?"

Talking more is useless; I will kill you. Then I will make you my subordinate. After that I will obtain that kind of spell that lets a king be resurrected in a more perfect form, and I will turn Azeroth into a king's world, where all life must be exterminated.

Arthas picked up his Frostmourne and pointed it at Luode, then burst forth with a strange icy force, trying to directly move Luode.

Damn! Arthas is trying to give himself the treatment Tirion Fordring got. But I'm not some lazy team leader; I'm a super‑strong gold‑team leader.

Luode snorted, covering himself in dragon flame from head to toe; Arthas's icy power couldn't freeze him at all, and his strong flame actually pushed back, suppressing the Lich King's ice.

"How is this possible? The power of Frostmourne! Northrend's biting cold wind can't even freeze you." Arthas said in disbelief.

"Besides relying on that sword, what other skills do you have? I heard your combat power is 100%, 99% of which comes from that sword." Luode said mockingly.

"All life must perish! I want you dead." Arthas rushed forward, wielding Frostmourne to slash at Luode.

"Get ready for battle! Warriors, support the demigod!" Tirion Fordring roared, drew his Ashbringer, and intended to bring the remaining warriors into the fight.

However, Sylvanas and Hela beside them waved their hands, signaling everyone to stay put and not move.

"Let him relax a bit! Play around for a while." Hela said.

Luode snorted, dodged Arthas's swing with a flash, then raised his hand and punched the Lich King's forehead.

Then came an uppercut, a lowercut, a left hook, a right hook, and finally a whip kick that sent the Lich King Arthas flying, slamming heavily into the ground.

The Lich King Arthas's seemingly ferocious attack, in Luode's Observation Haki, Chakra Perception, and Samsara Sharingan Dynamic Vision, is no joke—unless moving at light speed, otherwise the opponent's attack looks to Luode like a slow‑motion replay.

You're full of flaws, kid! "Why are you lying on the ground? Arthas! Get up, hurry up!" Luode walked up to Arthas, curled his finger, and said.

At this moment, Arthas was a bit wobbly. That combo just knocked him out; his proud Frost Armor and mighty Lich King's Armor offered no defense against the attacks, each punch hitting his head squarely.

Moreover, the force of those punches wasn't purely physical; they were mixed with a strange special energy that made him feel terrible.

"I'll make you witness the Lich King's power." Arthas stood up again, this time not daring to be careless, took a stance, gripped Frostmourne with both hands, and rushed at Luode. Leaping into the air, he aimed a downward slash at Luode.

Luode snorted, his five fingers turning pitch black, and in one move caught Arthas's Frostmourne.

Seeing this, Arthas was shocked: "How is it possible? Someone in this world actually dares to catch Frostmourne with one hand! This is my proud artifact, the one that helped me achieve hegemony! My former mentor Uther, the Burning Legion's dreadlord, my father, and even an extremely powerful demon hunter have all fallen to this sword."

"How is this possible?" Arthas exclaimed in shock, trying to pull his sword back, but Luode wouldn't let him have his way.

"There's still plenty of impossible things, kid!"

Luode grabbed the blade of Frostmourne, exerted force, and directly overturned Arthas, then slammed him heavily to the ground.

Then he lifted his big foot and began a frenzied stomping on Arthas's head.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Thump! That's not all—Luode dropped to one knee, swung his fists, and began smashing Arthas's head wildly.

The ground of the Frozen Throne even cracked open; Arthas's head sank entirely into the ice layer, even the hand gripping Frostmourne loosened, letting his sword drop to the ground.

He reached out and ripped the Lich King's Crown of Domination right off, then tossed it aside; after the Lich King's helmet was pulled off, Arthas let out a heart‑rending roar.

"Ah! Ah! No! Don't!"

The Lich King's Crown of Domination is the source of all his power; losing this crown means losing the entire Scourge, losing all of the Lich King's power—now he only has the power of a death knight.

And as a Lich King, being deprived of the Crown of Domination's power causes him immense anguish, even feeling as if his soul were being torn apart.

"Is that all you've got? Honestly, I'm disappointed—with your level, you're still called demigod-tier combat power."

"There's a saying that's not wrong: all your power comes from external sources—one, that sword; two, that helmet. Now both are gone, you're nothing." Luode stepped on Arthas's head and said.

Not to mention the Old God Yogg‑Saron; Arthas's combat power isn't even on par with an ordinary Titan Keeper.

At this moment, Tirion Fordring, Uther, and a large group of warriors carefully selected and brought to the Frozen Throne all opened their mouths wide, staring dumbfounded at the scene before them.

What's going on with us? We've gone through countless hardships! We've undergone the Champion's Trial, we've undergone the Silver Vanguard's Trial.

After enduring great hardship to become warriors who would defeat the Lich King, the result of following the demigod to the Frozen Throne is just to watch a great demigod thrash the Lich King—is that what it's come to?

Could there be a mistake—is Arthas's combat power really this weak? How did he kill Uther, destroy the Kingdom of Lordaeron, and unleash the Scourge? It's said that back then Arthas's power was far weaker than now, because he only had Frostmourne and lacked the Lich King's power.

Now that he has the Lich King's power, everyone thinks Arthas's power is overwhelmingly strong, even stronger than an ordinary Guardian Dragon King.

If Luode heard this, he'd surely answer their doubts. In Northrend, although the Lich King is the final boss, he was defeated by Tirion Fordring leading a group of mortals, and the Blue Dragon King Malygos was overthrown personally by the Red Dragon Queen leading people.

The battle at Ulduar was carried out by Dalaran mages and explorer squads, plus the Horde and Alliance elite troops charging in; however, the reason they could defeat the Old Gods was because several Titan Keepers lent their strong support.

The man who splits gold also didn't defeat the guardians; he merely used some means to let those guardians regain consciousness, just helping them.

Even after the battle ended, those warriors who came out of Ulduar were also, to varying degrees, affected by the Old Gods' power, suffering severe aftereffects.

But who am I? I'm the guy who solo‑cleared the Ulduar dungeon; even that Yogg‑Saron thing ran out completely, restoring full strength—I could also hang him up and beat him.

With that thing's combat power, still wanting to come and pull a scam on me—what a joke? "No, this is impossible; I cannot fail, I absolutely cannot be defeated." Arthas reached out to touch his sword, intending to keep resisting.

Luode snorted, pulled out his Fel Giant Sword Worldbreaker, and swung it at Frostmourne.

Crack! Crack! Under Luode's mighty divine power, the Worldbreaker needed only one strike to cut Frostmourne into three pieces.

At this very moment, countless vengeful spirits surged out from within Frost's Sorrow; they are all souls that were bound in the sword after being killed by it.

"Aersasi, it's time to repay your debts."

"Aersasi, you demon, look at what good you've done."

"My son, I am the first sacrifice of this sword; now you should repay all of this."

"Countless souls rushed out, directly seizing Aersasi into the sky, then frantically devouring his soul."

"Ah! Ah! No, don't come over, go away, go away!"

"At this moment, the Lich King was miserable beyond compare; his whole body was being torn apart, crushed, and in a moment Aersasi collapsed weakly to the ground; his strength was extremely weak, and the originally vigorous deathly power on his body began to slowly retreat."

"The king's spirit came before his son and let out a heavy sigh."

"Perhaps I gave him too much pressure, or perhaps I shouldn't have let him become a perfect prince, but the great mistake has been made, and everything is now irreparable."

"\"Father, is everything over? \" Aersasi looked at his father and asked weakly."

"\"Everything is over, my child! \""

"\"No! Child! The CD will still reset next Thursday. \" Luode suddenly appeared and said to Aersasi."

"\"You! Before my eyes, there is only darkness! \" Aersasi somewhat didn't understand why Luode would say such a joke at the critical moment, but it seemed not bad."

"Aersasi's entire soul drifted out, but Luode had no intention of letting this prince's soul return to the Shadow Realm to become the warden's thing; instead, through his own power he detained Aersasi's soul."

"All of this was done unbeknownst to gods or ghosts; nobody present noticed anything abnormal."

"\"King Tairunasi, I have failed you, I have failed the nation. \" Wuseer came before King Tairunasi, knelt on one knee, and spoke."

"\"What do you owe me? It's our Minaixier family that owes the whole Luodanlun. Now seeing you alive, seeing you and Tiliao Foding able to rally, leading the great army to destroy my evil son, I am very comforted. \""

"\"Your Majesty the King, Princess, Her Royal Highness the Princess is still alive, and you know she bore a child with a guard long ago; we will find that child and let him become the new king. \" Wuseer spoke."

"Because the Holy Light God appeared, many Scarlet Crusade also defected, joining the Silver Northern Expedition Army camp."

"The matter that Luodanlun Princess Minaixier Jalya had a son was also known to Wuseer and Tiliao Foding."

"\"It seems the Holy Light has not abandoned our Minaixier family! Wuseer, you must tell that child that our family has made a great mistake, sorry to the people of this land. \""

"If the people of this land still wish to acknowledge our Minaixier family, then let him become king and surely bring benefit to this land."

"\"But if the people of this land are unwilling to accept our Minaixier family's rule any longer, then let this child grow up peacefully among the common folk! \" King Tairunasi gave his final instructions, nodded to Wuseer and others, and then his spirit began to go toward the Shadow Realm."

"\"I will, Your Majesty the King! However, the Shadow Realm may not grant you peace either. \" Wuseer sighed and spoke."

"He has been to the Shadow Realm, so he naturally knows what fate awaits ordinary souls after reaching the Shadow Realm."

"\"There must be a Lich King! \" The old king's last words echoed throughout the space."

"\"Demigod Sir! What should we do next? \" Tiliao Foding came before Luode and asked."

"\"Take Aersasi's corpse, take his two Frostmournes, then display them to all Northern Expedition Army soldiers, display them to everyone, and tell them the Lich King has been defeated. \" Luode said."

"\"Having arrived, Demigod Sir, warriors, we have won; the great demigod defeated the Lich King, saving our world from becoming a world of kings. \""

"\"Demigod! Great Luode Demigod! We salute you! \" Countless soldiers slapped their chests and loudly shouted at Luode."

"\"Well! Alright! Warriors, leave now; the Scourge will no longer be a threat to you. \" Luode waved his hand and said."

"Tiliao Foding and Wuseer exchanged a glance, then went forward to take the Lich King Aersasi's corpse and the fragments of Frostmourne; afterward the group left the Frozen Throne."

"The following matters are not something these mortals can participate in; now their task is to enjoy this hard-won victory, tell all warriors fighting the Scourge, tell all the Northern Expedition Army troops that they have won, they have won."

At this moment, atop the vast Frozen Throne, only Luode, Haila, Xierwanuosi, and Kaiersasi were present — just a few people.

"Here!" Luode handed the Lich King's Helm of Domination to Haila.

She nodded, reached out and took the helmet symbolizing the Lich King's power, then sat upon the Icecrown Citadel, placed the helmet on her knees, and began to absorb the death power within.

"Luode, I need some time to absorb the death power here and to suppress this place; during this period I cannot leave the Frozen Throne." Haila said.

This helmet and this throne possess an unimaginable death power; after absorbing it all, her strength will rise to a higher level, even reaching the level of her father Odin, truly entering the realm of the Asgardian God-King.

"You're staying here? How long approximately?" Luode asked.

"According to my estimate, at most one year, or even eight or nine months, I will be able to completely absorb the deathly aura here, and then I will leave."

As for the Scourge army, you need not worry about it.

"I will use my death power to bind all the members of the Scourge army near the Icecrown Citadel, and then absorb their death power as well." Haila said. (End of chapter)