Because of the restoration of Silvermoon City's barrier, the undead army could not break through the city in a short period of time.
Originally, Ner'zhul wanted to bypass by sea and directly freeze a path of frost to the Sunwell in the north, but the human fleet went north and joined forces with the high elves, forming a huge sea fleet, directly nipping this plan in the bud.
In addition to Tichondrius's urging, the Lich King had no choice but to change his plan.
Ner'zhul's failure in Draenor offended Kil'jaeden. If he failed again in the ritual to summon Archimonde, it was estimated that he would be the first to suffer when this grumpy boss arrived.
Unlike Kil'jaeden, a schemer who would give Ner'zhul a chance to redeem himself, Archimonde was a reckless melee warlock who would take revenge on the spot!
In order to paralyze the Burning Legion and achieve his goal of ruling Azeroth with the undead, Ner'zhul decided to first paralyze the Burning Legion, let Archimonde into Azeroth, and let him fight against the creatures of this world.
Then, he would take advantage of this time to step up development, awaken more troops, and create more high-level combat power: transforming dragon bones into frost dragons, stitching together more advanced abominations, and even researching plagues that could affect the legendary rank.
He figured that no matter whether Archimonde or the creatures of Azeroth won in the end, Ner'zhul would take advantage of their weakness to kill the victor!
Plan complete!
Detour to Dalaran!
Seize the Eye of Dalaran and the books recording the locations of Azeroth's magic network!
"Aren't we going to take the Sunwell's water and use this high concentration of magic to resurrect Kel'Thuzad?"
Arthas was a little dissatisfied. He didn't care about the Sunwell or anything else, he just wanted to attack Silvermoon City again.
During the battle with the Sun King, that old thing attacked his mount, and Invincible broke two front legs!
This reminded Arthas of many boring memories from years ago, and now he just wanted to destroy Quel'Thalas and let the Sun King die with regret!
"No, I have already been resurrected!"
A lich exuding the power of frost walked from a distance, followed by several high elves.
Arthas stared at the lich with interest: "Are you Kel'Thuzad? The ghost that wandered around me for several months?"
"That's right, Prince Arthas. Councilor Dar'Khan and his people brought some Sunwell water, so I was resurrected."
Arthas saw peace on the lich's face, which made Arthas a little puzzled. Did he get what he wanted?
Seeing other people's comfort made Arthas a little unhappy. His Invincible hadn't had its two front legs repaired yet!
"Then," Arthas said with a mocking tone, "I once killed you once. Won't you feel uneasy being with someone who killed you?"
"Being killed by you was part of the plan. Long before the Scourge began, the Lich King chose you as his first champion. Being killed by you is my destiny!"
Arthas frowned and glanced down at Frostmourne in his hand.
He once thought that his mission was to become the king of Lordaeron and protect the people of Lordaeron.
But if he knew that his current destiny was arranged for him by others, would he accept it calmly?
Would he still recklessly pull out Frostmourne?
He thought he wouldn't.
He didn't like being manipulated.
Arthas felt inexplicably irritable.
If he had known the truth at the beginning, and destiny was directly presented to him, he would definitely not have accepted it. In that case, he would probably still be with Jaina and Uther.
But he knew that everything was too late. He finally believed Galen's words, he was just a weapon in the Lich King's hands!
A humanoid weapon to help the Lich King step down from the Frozen Throne!
"Alright, don't say any more!"
The Lich King's whisper echoed in everyone's ears. Kel'Thuzad, Arthas, and Dar'Khan quickly straightened their postures and listened carefully.
"Kel'Thuzad, your rebirth is a gift to you. Now is the time for you to serve the Scourge. Immediately go to Dalaran to seize the items we need."
"The first stage of our plan was considered a success, destroying the most powerful kingdom of the Alliance. Originally, the high elf kingdom should have fallen under our butcher's knife as well, but it seems that we don't have much time left."
"The master is getting impatient!"
Dar'Khan was a little confused. Wasn't the Lich King their master? But judging from his words, there was still a master above him?
Kel'Thuzad saw the newcomer's confusion, and he was happy to dispel his doubts.
The lich smiled grimly with his fleshless face: "Our master came to Azeroth to pave the way for the arrival of the Burning Legion. In places you don't know, there are dreadlords hidden to ensure that we complete our mission diligently."
Dar'Khan's body trembled. As a descendant of the high elves, no one present knew better than him what the Burning Legion was...
"The first stage of our plan is to launch the Scourge, in order to eliminate all forces that may prevent the Legion from arriving."
"The second stage is to summon demons and trigger an invasion."
At this time, Dar'Khan heard the unusualness in Kel'Thuzad's tone, and mustered up his courage: "Master, I'm afraid our plan is more than that!"
Silence hung in the air for three seconds, and the Lich King's whisper replaced Kel'Thuzad to continue: "You are very talented, Dar'Khan. I'm even sure that you and Kel'Thuzad are the same kind of person. Accept my gift, and then we will continue to the next step of the plan!"
Little sample, now that you know our secret, you can only give up your identity as a living being, join the ranks of the dead, and accept the control of the Lich King!
"I am willing to be reborn! Great Lich King!" Dar'Khan roared with a fanatical expression.
"Puff!"
Arthas only felt that his hand was out of control, and he directly raised Frostmourne and stabbed it into Dar'Khan's heart.
"Accept my gift..."
Dar'Khan only felt three forces of death transforming his body!
Blood, frost, evil...
In the end, his vision was only a piece of bright red!
After the transformation was completed, Dar'Khan struggled to get up, his heart filled with a desire for blood.
"Originally, I wanted to directly transform you into a death knight, but your high elf physique is very strange, and I can't 100% transform you and your people."
Dar'Khan knew that this might be related to the magic addiction in the high elves' bodies. In the past, the elves who followed the Sun King eastward, some died of disease, and the other part committed suicide because they couldn't bear the torment of magic loss.
This situation was not alleviated until the establishment of the Sunwell.
Now his body has turned the desire for magic into a desire for blood!
"Dar'Khan, congratulations, you are now the Blood King of the Scourge!"
"Thank you for your gift, Master!"