Chương 1148: Demonic beast, ten years

The Lich King Arthas sat on the ice throne, and on the platform below, old man feidin, who was wearing golden armor and holding the ashen Messenger, had a determined look in his eyes. In the eyes of all the players, his image had never been so high.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Are you and your allies ready to punish the Lich King? As long as you give the order, we will charge forward and end the scourge and the nightmare of Azeroth!"

Zou Zhuo, who was wearing heavy plate armor, stood in front of feidin.""We are ready, great Lord! Let us fight for the fate of Azeroth! For the light of dawn!"

Feidin held the ashen envoy and walked towards the Lich King on the ice throne.

Every member of the 25-man team felt their hearts pounding. This legendary battle was about to begin. After so long, they had finally arrived in front of the Lich King.