There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

At that moment, she understood how she was different from other children in ordinary families...

After graduating from elementary school, she was arranged to study at an aristocratic girls' school overseas. Far away from home, the girl became truly independent. She was only 12 years old at that time.

The mother's love is a little extreme. She hopes that her daughter can be truly self-reliant instead of being as fragile as glass.

Letting her transfer to an overseas school is actually a way to protect her. After all, her mother doesn't want her daughter to continue to be excluded during her three years of junior high school.

The little princess is actually very well protected, but if this feeling is not expressed directly, how can it reach her heart?

She always thought that her sister didn't like her teasing, but just had fun. She thought her mother put the family first. Even when she grew up, she was paranoid that she grew up in a family without warmth.

No one will help her, and she has to rely on herself for everything, just like when she was bullied, her mother didn't help her. This idea is deeply rooted in her heart.

It was not until many years later when she was chosen and faced a life-and-death test that she reached out for help again.

The welcoming hands did not disappoint Yukino, she was held tightly and well protected.

Those hands were so warm and reassuring. They helped her find back everything she had lost and brought her back to life.

Those hands were much bigger than hers. She felt all kinds of emotions she had never experienced before, friendship, love, and even a hint of strange feelings in love.

This kind of feeling should originally be experienced with father, but it’s okay to separate a little from love. After all, he is much older than you, and you can act coquettishly with him carefully.

That is where Yukino lives, a haven for her soul to rest, even though the haven is at risk of being submerged by a tsunami at any time... maybe it's because of her ostrich mentality, she doesn't think about the days after the storm.

She had melted into that hot tenderness, unable to extricate herself.

But what was to come still came back. Even though she had imagined it countless times, when the bad news came, she could not accept the pain.

She became helpless again and began to wander again. A trace of dirt appeared in her pure white heart, and the dirt quickly spread, covering the pure snowfield.

But while she was licking her wounds, there were still people who dared to desecrate the ruins!

No one could pollute her final purity, and they must be punished accordingly. So the angry Black Princess dragged them all into hell.

That harbor must be repaired, no matter what.

But no one is willing to help me... and no one will help me.

There were many times when the princess needed help, but she only asked for help twice in her life. The first time she was rejected, and the second time her hand was held tightly.

No one will be willing to help me anymore, and I will no longer beg for mercy from others.

So she stood up again, and the princess was successfully promoted to queen.

Under that bloody and cold throne, what was left behind was the evil of this world, being spurned by millions of people, and being an infamy that would go down in history...

……

Anger, twisting, pain, screaming, torture...

The wails of thousands of dead souls echoed in my mind, and were washed away by a soft light. A beautiful sacred sound rang in my heart, making my cold body feel a little warm, and it also brought a strong and mournful wail.

The holy flames purified the evil in the soul furnace, the magic spirit repaired the broken soul, and the heart of life gave the body a new life...

Those fragments of memory were the thoughts that the new Lich King inadvertently revealed when he was infusing power and igniting the furnace. They were the past of her life.

The melting furnace with a diameter of several dozen meters made a dull opening and closing sound, and the naked man was lifted up by a gentle force and stood steadily on the ground.

He opened his scarlet eyes and looked around. This was a smelting room made of cold Saronite, with all kinds of evil holding equipment, pipes and chains connecting the furnace in the middle.

This was originally the place where the Lich King transformed evil souls, but at this moment, the gloomy cold air was filled with golden light. The holy light that permeated everywhere was completely inconsistent with the hideous architectural style here. This evil place was as strange as if it had been forcibly cleansed.

At this moment, the observer's reminder sounded in my mind.

The degree of brain unlocking has exceeded 30%, the bloodline level has broken through to level B, and the personal combat power score has also been upgraded from C to B. Perhaps after the transformation, the combat power score may be A.

He gained the ability to sense elements and manipulate energy, and could use Spartan energy more easily. After the Heart of Life was transformed into energy, his recast body made him sensitive to any life.

"Silly girl..."

After sighing softly, Kitahara Sora slowly raised his hand, and a silver ring appeared on his finger.

The ring is not plundered upon death, and soul-bound items are set to never be lost as long as the owner is alive.

He took out a set of his own black leather clothes from the ring and put them on, then took out Rebel. Then, footsteps were heard in the empty furnace room.

A middle-aged man with gray hair, dark skin and a long robe walked in. He looked very energetic, but there was a faint blue light of the dead in his pupils.

The middle-aged man carried a staff on his back. He looked no different from a normal spellcaster, but Beiyuan Kong, who could feel the power of life, did not sense any breath of a living person from him.

This is a place called Soul Furnace in Icecrown Citadel, a small dungeon for five players in the game. This dungeon has only two bosses, one is the twisted soul polymer, and the other is the human spellcaster in front of you.

So Kitahara Sora tentatively asked, "Bronyam?"

Bronjam was visibly stunned, then he bowed respectfully, "I am honored that you meet me. Sir, now that you have been resurrected..."

"What about her?"

After being rudely interrupted, Bronjam showed no dissatisfaction, and he explained as if he had expected it: "The mistress has ordered that no one who does not want to see anyone should be taken to see her, and has specifically instructed that you cannot be taken to see her."

"Don't see me?"

Beiyuan Kong was stunned for a moment, then said in a cold voice: "Since you know my identity, you should understand what position I hold in the heart of the mistress you serve. I am not asking you for help, but ordering you."

Bronjam smiled elegantly. "I serve the Lich King. Only she can command me. Even if you are her lover, I have the right to refuse your orders."

"She is the only one who can command you?" Beiyuan Kong's pupils flashed red. He drew out his sword and put it against Bronjam's shoulder. "Take me to see her, or die."

Bronjam shook his head slowly and said calmly, "You should know that you now represent life, and this is the land of death. In fact, you are no longer welcome here from the moment you stepped out of the furnace."

"Then you should know why she ascended the throne."

A red light suddenly appeared on the sword, and the hot Spartan energy mixed with life force burned the necromancer's skin, revealing his pale flesh.

But Bronjam showed no fear, and he didn't even use any necromancy to resist the deadly energy.

Instead, he shook his head slowly and smiled, "Even if you threaten me, I can't disobey the master's order. She doesn't allow anyone to approach the throne, nor does she allow anyone to hurt you. You should know that when I attack with all my strength, it is not easy for you to kill me."

Bronjam's words made Kitahara Sora stunned. Indeed, he was a BOSS after all. If they really fought, it would take a lot of effort for him to kill him.

But why didn't Yukino see me? Was her mind controlled by Frostmourne?

That's not possible. If she really fell, her feelings towards him would be distorted. And now that he had the sword on Bronyaam's neck, he didn't even dare to resist.

"Sir, the Lich King is the supreme being to the Scourge. She is an irresistible being, and her orders are above all else. The Scourge is not threatened, and is not afraid of death. We are the dead."

Bronjam reached out his hand, gently pushed away the sword, and gave a meaningful look, "But you are not part of the Scourge. She cannot command you, and the Scourge cannot serve you."

The Scourge cannot serve me...

Beiyuan Kong was slightly stunned, and the energy on the sword gradually faded. He pointed above his head and asked: "The throne will face it on the fortress."

Bronjam smiled but said nothing.

"The Scourge will not resurrect the living, but will only devour everything. Great setting, very cool lines!" Kitahara Sora suddenly put away his sword, patted Bronjam's shoulder heavily, turned around and left.

"I'm sorry for bullying you so many times before. It's your fault for not producing the equipment I want."

"Torture... me? Without giving me any equipment?"

Bronyamu looked at Kitahara Sora's back in confusion and shook his head helplessly.

Then, he looked at the dome stained with the power of the Holy Light and the huge furnace that was completely destroyed, and murmured: "The disgusting Holy Light... He should have joined us... But Frostmourne was unable to pollute her soul..."

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Atop Icecrown Citadel, next to the Shattered Throne.

The coiled frost dragon seemed to have discovered something and let out a deafening roar towards the edge of the ice cliff.

She supported her huge skeleton body, but the next second she seemed to have received some instructions, shook her huge head, and lay on the ground again.

The next second, a fiery red figure rose from the edge of the cliff. When he stepped on the cold ice, the lava armor covering his body retracted into his body, and the red demon wings behind him flapped a few times and dissipated into the air.

The figure on the throne slowly turned her head, the faint blue light in her pupils suddenly flashed, and then gradually subsided.

When Beiyuan Kong looked at the figure covered by wind and snow, his eyes turned red and his heart felt like it was being torn apart.

She wore a crown on her head. This crown was small, delicate, and cute, and it looked like a crown for a queen or princess. But the chilly air emanating from this crown was obviously transformed from the helmet.

The black hair under the crown had lost its vitality and turned into a silvery white. Only the little bit of blue gradient at the ends of her hair made her look like she still had a little vitality, which was the last stubbornness of the ice element.

She held her hands in front of her chest, holding a greatsword carved with skulls and death runes. The original owner of the greatsword, Arthas, was estimated to be 1.8 meters tall, while she was only about 1.65 meters tall.

This famous cursed sword was a little too big for her petite body.

Her pale skin was devoid of any blood, and her face was covered with cracks, through which the faint blue light of death poured out of her body. Her shattered body was like Bolvar wearing a crown.

So, will the third Lich King become this kind of inhuman and ghost appearance?

Turning his head slowly, Beiyuan Kong discovered a strange stick not far from the throne. The stick was carved from an unknown ancient wood, and there were some dim crystal fragments next to it.

The staff, like herself, was withered.

Kitahara Sora walked slowly towards the throne while staring at it, and said softly: "When I made the decision to die, I knew you would revive me at all costs... I can feel your love for me, just like I love you."

"I have imagined countless scenes of our reunion, but I never expected that we would meet again here."

Beiyuankong bent down and picked up the staff. "This is the world I love. I fell in love with it when I was a teenager. Some people don't understand, some despise, and some reject it... But every wower can proudly say that we have one more world than you."

"Even if I invaded here, I still had many ways to come back, but you chose the most extreme one... because you couldn't wait to see me, and you knew that no one was willing to help you."

Bei Yuankong looked at the Lich King with a sad face, "I am back now, why don't you want to see me... What are you afraid of? Because you almost destroyed the world I love, because you committed a heinous crime."

"So, what should I call you now... Meow King or Lich King? But I'd rather call you Yukino... and I want to hug you."

Kitahara Sora stepped onto the steps of the throne, "Why don't you answer me."

The expressionless girl on the throne opened her mouth, and the voice from the Nine Nether Hell rang in Beiyuan Kong's mind.

"No matter...how you see me now, you are always everything to me."

The Lich King looked at the one he loved and said softly, "I don't want you to see me like this now. You have..."

"fart!"

Bei Yuankong threw away his staff, and the roar made the frost dragon in the distance tremble.

"You've over-glorified me. Blair once told me that he and I are the same kind of people, but you are not! But you will eventually become the same person as me. You and I have become the same person, but you have over-belittled yourself."

"Do you think I will stand on the side of justice to criticize you, denounce your sins, and persuade you to turn back? I am not a moral bitch! Do you think you are the only one who would do such a thing? For you, I will do it too! Since you have such concerns, why don't you think about it before you do it?!"

"So the Observer gave you a choice. Are you hesitating whether to leave the team and stay here forever as some shitty Lich King?"

“Stop.”

"Stop? You've done so much, dragged yourself into hell, just to ascend this so-called throne, and letting me come back is just a by-product?"

Bei Yuankong followed closely up the stairs, and a hint of strangeness finally emerged on the Lich King's expressionless face.

Frostmourne did have a certain impact on her mind after all. When she played the game that year, even the official stated that this rune sword would not appear in the hands of players as equipment.

Because picking up this sword will turn you into the Lich King, and at that time, it will not be the player who controls the character, but the Lich King who controls the player.

The reason why Bolvar wore the Crown of Domination and did not fall was that Frostmourne was shattered by Fordring with the Ashbringer, and he only wore the helmet and did not have the Cursed Sword.

"What are you worried about? Are you worried that I will dislike you?" Beiyuan Kong walked up to the throne and came in front of her. "This crown does not belong to you, and this sword does not belong to you either, but I will always belong to you."

The blue light in the Lich King's pupils finally dimmed. She raised her head in a daze and looked up at the man in front of her.

"I……"

"I promised your mother that I would not let you become a certain kind of person." Beiyuan Kong stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her broken cheek, but stopped abruptly, as if her broken body no longer allowed any touch.

"I told her that you would never become that kind of person... that kind of depraved person whose mind is only filled with killing... But I was wrong. I underestimated the importance I had in your heart. It seems that I have become a lock on you."

"null……"

With a clang, Frostmourne fell from her hand, and the girl slowly stood up. Her trembling eyes stared at her beloved in front of her... For a moment, she was stunned.

Her eyes became blurry and she became a little flustered.

She saw him smile, and his smile was so natural and bright...it instantly melted her frozen heart.

"You...look really pretty when you smile."

Yukino reached out her hand, slowly touched her lover's face, and murmured, "You've got your smile back..."

"Yes, I found it back." Kitahara Sora's face was filled with a bright smile. As he smiled, tears filled his eyes. "You helped me find it back."

Yukino wiped away his tears while trembling, and whispered, "You are my light. For you, I am willing to fall into hell... But afterwards, I am afraid that you will blame me. My behavior makes me lose the qualification to be a human being..."

Beiyuan Kong gently stretched out his hand and covered her cold hand, "If you choose to betray the world, I will still stand firmly by your side."

"Really...you are also willing to do it for me..."

The girl's lips trembled as she whispered, "I have never been a good woman. The evil thoughts in my heart have never stopped. I have said it before, I am not that perfect, let alone the perfect goddess in your heart..."