Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1352 The Cursed Sword, Frostmourne!
The wind is howling, and the bones are stained with frost.

On the pile of bones in the broken deep pit, the ghost's hand tore apart, and then a skeleton figure slowly crawled out from the ground, standing on top of the bones, as if returning from hell.

Different from the skeletons of monsters and beasts in the Bone Forest, the whole body of this skeleton is white and crystal clear, and the bones around it are almost identical to those of the human race. The white bones exuded a cold and deathly aura, making one's heart palpitate.

There is a common sense in the Zhongtian Continent, and almost everyone knows that once the monsters and aliens fall and die, their corpses will definitely reveal their original shape after death. Judging from the appearance of this skeleton, there is no doubt that the bones must have been human beings during their lifetime.

Different from the chaos and madness of ordinary wraiths, this white bone skeleton gives people a very special feeling. For no reason, Duanchou always feels that it seems to have wisdom and formed a special life form, as if it was born in vain. It's the same as the skeleton warhorse.

Moreover, its soul fire is particularly strong and agile, different from the blue, green and even scarlet of other wraith creatures, but a kind of bright golden color that has never been seen before, like two golden flames, in the eyes of those hideous and empty eyes. The pupils were constantly beating, and the obscure and weak soul fluctuations from before also emanated from it.

Among other things, just because it can survive the sword fire of Duanchou and Honglian, it can prove its specialness.

"How is it possible! What the hell is this?" Hong Lian's eyes were straightened, and she said in astonishment as if she had seen a ghost.

Duanxiu raised his brows, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly showed a strong interest in this skeleton that got out of the ground.

He knows ghosts, demons, ghosts, and even zombies from the corpse clan. He has killed a lot of them, but he has never seen such undead creatures whose souls are as powerful as intelligent life. This reminds him of the monsters in his previous life The Lich King in the game.

Yes, the Lich King.

The bone skeleton in front of him had a majestic aura, and his figure was extremely tall and tall. Visible streaks of silver-gray aura gushed out from the ground and wrapped around his body. In the blink of an eye, he condensed into a ferocious and cold silver-gray battle armor. , together with the helmet, envelops its entire skeleton body, the entire face, except for the two bright golden soul fires, the rest is a deep and pitch black, making it difficult to see the true content inside.

Duanchou stared at it, just like staring at an abyss of hell.

I don't know when it started, a heavy snow suddenly fell on this bone wasteland, gusts of cold wind were as cold as a knife, carrying a cold air of death, the entire bone pit was frozen by frost, and the cracked and raised bone pile , built a huge and solemn throne of bones out of thin air.

And the three-foot-tall body of the skeleton sits majestically on it, and there are two huge skulls embedded on the armrests of the throne on the left and right sides. Jie Jie screamed strangely.

However, this is not the most attractive thing. What really attracts Duanchou's eyes is the sword in the skeleton's hand, and a strange look can't help showing in his eyes.

The shape of the entire sword is extremely exaggerated, the black hilt has two lines, the sword is open, like a cross, surrounded by evil dragons, and a ferocious demon head is embossed in the middle, like a living thing, with cold eyes. Blood, exuding a scarlet light.

Beneath it, two curved blades were like teeth, shining with cold light. A serrated blade was drawn out, and an obscure and strange inscription was engraved on it. Emanating from the body, this power is so powerful that it even overwhelms the skeleton itself.

"Sharp blades kill life, strength wounds souls."

Duanchou stared at the magic sword, and stared at the inscription on the sword from top to bottom. Although he had never seen this kind of writing, but the moment his eyes touched it, he seemed to understand the meaning. After reading the inscription on the sword, he was slightly startled and fell silent, but the expression on his face became more and more strange.

"The sharp blade kills life, and the power wounds the soul. Hold the grass, Nima, isn't this the Lich King's Frostmourne?!"

No matter how calm it was, when Duanchou saw the magic sword in the hands of the skeleton that did not belong to this world, he couldn't help but secretly startled and complained.

This sword, regardless of its shape, or even the inscription on it, and its strange and powerful aura fluctuations, are exactly the same as the magic sword Frostmourne in the Warcraft game of Duanchou's previous life!
If it weren't for the slightly different body armor, Duanchou would have even thought that this skeleton was the Lich King himself, and that Arthas had crossed over.

But after seeing the magic sword, all problems were solved, Duanchou finally suddenly understood why this skeleton is so different.

Frostmourne is called an artifact by many people in the game, but in fact, it is a powerful evil magic sword forged by the fearful demon king and possesses the power of the Lich King. It is a cursed sword with the ability to steal souls, kill The ability to kill demon gods.

Any race of creatures, whoever tries to possess this sword, can gain powerful power, but without exception, they will be demonized by the power of the sword and become death knights, the new Lich King.

Obviously, after this skeleton got the magic sword of Frostmourne and became the Lich King, it has become different from other wraith creatures. It is even not formed by wraiths, but by some other chance. The special undead creatures formed are not necessarily.

After all, even Frostmourne has appeared. In this grotesque world, what else is impossible to happen? Thinking about it now, I am afraid that the skeleton horse that Bai Qi had before it was subdued should also be this skeleton, um, The mount of the Lich King.

Thinking of this, Duanchou couldn't help laughing. He had thought that Baiqi's skeleton warhorse was too strange. It could fly into the sky and transform into a dragon, and it could also step on the ground into a horse. I was able to find the second one and come out, but now the truth is finally revealed.

The skeletal horse of emotion is not formed by natural conditions, but the mount of the death knight, the product of being demonized by the power of the Lich King. It is not surprising that it can have such changes.

"Whether it's Frostmourne or the Demon King, no matter what it is, if you dare to attack me, you will die today. It just so happens that one of my subordinates got a skeleton war horse. I think you should be familiar with it. Now there is a lack of a suitable killing sword, the magic sword in your hand should be suitable for him!!"

Duanchou looked away from Frostmourne, looked at the majestic skeleton sitting on the Frozen Throne on the pile of bones, and said indifferently, as if ignoring an ant and taking life and death.

(End of this chapter)