Custom Made Demon King

Chapter 597: Another Prince

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Just as Archimonde used a small magic spell to destroy all of Dalaran, Arthas and Kel’Thuzad arrived in Quel’Thalas.

At this moment, Arthas and Kel’Thuzad were alone. Tichondrius had already taken away the command of the Scourge, and the undead monsters could only follow Tichondrius under the remote control of the Lich King’s mind. Not a single undead could follow Arthas and Kel’Thuzad.

The plunge from commanding an army in high spirits earlier to being alone without an adjutant now had dealt a huge blow to Arthas’s mentality. Along the way, he had wanted to use Frostmourne to control corpses several times, but Kel’Thuzad had stopped him.

Walking through Eversong Woods, Arthas raised his head and looked at Julia and Benia flying in the sky. These two didn’t care to travel side by side with him and Kel’Thuzad, so they both flew.

“Those damn demons, do they always look down on people like this?” Arthas looked hatefully at the two figures in the sky. As he rode his skeletal warhorse forward, he asked Kel’Thuzad in a low voice, “I can understand that succubus, but what kind of demon is that fallen angel?”

“I’m not too sure,” Kel’Thuzad said. “But when the paladins of Lordaeron use their Holy Light power, there seem to be similar beings.”

At the mention of this, Arthas immediately understood. After all, he had been a paladin and knew more about this. “Are you talking about the guards of the ancient kings? Indeed, the phantom of those blazing creatures looks very similar to that fallen angel, but her wings are pure black…”

“That should be some ancient species,” Kel’Thuzad said. “In short, there’s no need to be too surprised to see any strange demons in the Burning Legion.”

“Huh? They stopped?” While making small talk, Arthas suddenly found that Julia and Benia had stopped moving forward. They were floating in the air and pointing at the front.

Arthas perked up and urged his skeletal warhorse to charge forward. “I think we’ve encountered an enemy. I’ll go take a look!”

Kel’Thuzad quickly floated and followed. The two of them rushed out of the forest and stopped at the edge when an open area appeared in front of them.

After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, Arthas knew what had happened. Not far in front were the ruins of Silvermoon City. He remembered that when he left with the Scourge, the entire city was already dead silent. But now that he had returned, he found that there was movement in Silvermoon again.

A large number of high elves were currently in the ruins of Silvermoon. They were clearing the ruins with sorrowful expressions, dragging out the corpses of their people found in the ruins, and placing them together. They were also organizing people to repair some buildings that were not seriously damaged.

“Damn it. There are actually so many survivors of those long ears.” Arthas’s expression was cold. Especially when he saw the high elves with bows on their backs and dressed as rangers, he couldn’t help thinking of Sylvanas’s annoying harassment tactics.

The former Ranger-General of Silvermoon, Sylvanas, was currently in the Scourge Army as an undead banshee and a dark ranger, and she was currently under the command of Tichondrius…

Kel’Thuzad was also a little surprised. “It seems that many high elves escaped when you attacked Silvermoon with the Scourge.”

“These long ears are too agile in the forest!” Arthas shook his head, “Even I can’t guarantee that I can exterminate them all. It’s not surprising that there are survivors… What I’m more curious about is who is commanding them. It’s impossible for them to rebuild their homeland without a convincing leader.”

“If I’m not wrong, it should be their prince, Kael’thas Sunstrider!” Kel’Thuzad pondered for a moment before saying, “When I was expelled from Dalaran, Kael’thas was still studying magic there. But when we attacked Dalaran, we didn’t see him. He probably rushed back after hearing that his homeland was destroyed, so he missed us…”

“Prince… Kael’thas…” Hearing this title, Arthas fell silent.

He naturally knew Kael’thas. In fact, he had come to Quel’Thalas when he was seven years old. At the time, Kael’thas was already an adult. Under the long lifespan of the high elves, their youth would last for a long time. Back then, Arthas, who was still a child, looked up to Kael’thas. He had a deep impression of this elegant and handsome high elven prince.

But now, Kael’thas’s situation was very similar to Arthas’s. They were both princes in distress whose homes had been destroyed…

While Arthas was still immersed in his memories, he suddenly heard the sound of a bell ringing from Silvermoon. It was the signal of an enemy attack.

The surviving high elves of Silvernoon had discovered Julia and Benia in the air!

Silvermoon’s magic towers that still had energy lit up with dazzling light. The high elves stopped clearing the ruins, hurriedly gathered, and began to fire arcane missiles at the sky.

The high elves were now depressed. Not only had their homes been destroyed, but the Sunwell had also been contaminated by death magic power and had already turned pitch-black. The entire city’s protective barrier naturally had no magic power supply, so when facing enemies, they had to rely on their flesh and blood to defend.

As for whether the figures in the sky were enemies or not, was there a need to think about it? How could those demon-like forms not be enemies?

In the air, Julia and Benia nimbly dodged wave after wave of magic attacks. For attacks they couldn’t avoid—for example, the magic towers with locking characteristics—they chose to fight. Although these attacks couldn’t cause much damage to them, Julia and Benia became furious. They were originally just watching the fun in the sky and discussing how the elves on this planet were different from the elves of the world of Ashan. But in the end, they were attacked indiscriminately. How could they take this lying down?

Julia flapped her wings and flew up, increasing her altitude. The black fallen angel wings behind her stretched out another pair and turned into four wings. The air around her body began to distort, and extremely high-temperature golden flames rose from her arms. She raised her hands high, bent back, and suddenly threw a fireball from her hands.

This golden fireball with a diameter of about half a meter was a fireball formed by destruction flames. After it quickly smashed toward Silvermoon, a super intense flash erupted!

With a loud bang, the destruction flames exploded. Under the extremely high temperature, a giant melting pit immediately appeared, and flames splattered everywhere. Every high elf touched by the flames was instantly burned into cinders and disappeared.

With just a large fireball, Julia blew up a large section of Silvernoon. Such terrifying power stunned the high elves.

Arthas was also shocked by Julia’s combat strength. Although he had guessed that these two demons were actually very powerful, the strength of the spell Julia cast still exceeded his understanding.

“What kind of flames is that?! Fel energy?” Arthas asked Kel’Thuzad in astonishment, but then he realized. “No, that’s not right. It’s not fel flames… It’s a fire spell beyond our knowledge!”

In the air, Julia didn’t stop. Destruction flames rained down one after another, but the fireballs this time were much smaller. She attacked the still-functioning magic towers in the city. Basically, every fireball thrown out could destroy a magic tower.

Due to Julia’s powerful attack, Arthas finally saw the person he wanted to see.

The high elven prince, Kael’thas Sunstrider, who was wearing a gorgeous robe and had three fireballs spinning behind his neck, rushed over. He had been coordinating disaster relief in the palace. After the signal of the attack came, he quickly rushed out of the palace. But when he arrived at the periphery of the city, Julia was about to blow up half of Silvermoon.

“Damn it! Where did you demons come from?!” Kael’thas looked up at the two figures wreaking havoc above and clenched his fists hatefully. “I won’t allow you to slaughter my people!!”

He spread his hands and counterattacked. A scarlet fire phoenix emerged from an alternate space. This was his pet, Al’ar!

Under Kael’thas’s command, the fire phoenix turned into a stream of light and charged at Julia in the sky. At the same time, Kael’thas cast a flying spell on himself and floated into the air. After arriving at a suitable distance, he raised his hands in front of him, and powerful arcane energy gathered in his hands. Then he pushed violently and shot Arcane Missiles at Julia.

At this moment, Julia was pinching the neck of the fire phoenix, trying to subdue this flame creature. The high temperature around the fire phoenix didn’t have much effect on her, but this fire phoenix wasn’t weak, and she couldn’t suppress it for a moment.

Kael’thas also discovered that fire spells were useless against this strange black-winged demon, so he used arcane spells to attack. But before his Arcane Missiles hit Julia, Benia had already rushed over. She held a long whip in her hand and lashed at the incoming Arcane Missiles, actually destroying Kael’thas’s spell.

“Don’t worry, handsome elven brother!” Benia licked her tongue enchantingly and pulled the whip with both hands. “If you want to fight, I’ll fight with you!”

Benia immediately lashed her long whip crazily. The retractable whip exploded in the air, making cracking sounds as it lashed at Kael’thas from all directions. Facing such rapid attacks, he didn’t have time to cast magic at all. He could only condense a sword of fire and clumsily block her attacks.

Benia and Julia suppressed Kael’thas and his fire phoenix in one fell swoop, and they still had the strength to deal with the magic shot by the high elves below, looking at ease.

Seeing this, Arthas asked Kel’Thuzad, “Are we going to help?”

“Help over there?” Kel’Thuzad asked.

Arthas didn’t answer because he had already rushed out on his skeletal warhorse.

After he rushed into Silvermoon like a swift gust of wind, he raised Frostmourne high in his hand and stabbed it into the chest of a high elven ranger.

“Of course… we’ll kill all these long ears!” Arthas’s voice rang out.

Upon hearing this, Kel’Thuzad laughed hollowly and joined the battlefield. Lich King, it seems that your young death knight has grown a lot…

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