A/N:

Here's the next chapter. Thanks for coincidenceless again for leaving a review and to a random guest who also did the same. And by the way, it may be confusing how Sargeras spoke in Japanese in chapter... I don't even know. But anyways... it was because I don't know how demonic runes look like and if there are even, I don't know what they mean. So therefore, I used Japanese as a substitute. A poor choice, but I don't think any other languages would suffice.

Chapter 14: The Pantheon's Decision

"Mark of Undeath: The Twilight King!" Arthas yelled. The seal beneath his armor started to glow very brightly. Kil'Jaeden and N'zoth could only look at him in shock as his body was completely engulfed in darkness. After a few tense moments, the darkness disappeared, and an even more menacing Arthas stood before the demon lord. The Lich King now has dragon-like wings on his back, his shoulder plates having an appearance of large claws, his gauntlets now has claws, and his body radiated an aura of darkness. The "Twilight King" as the Vrykul refer to him, was now smiling at the Legionlord, murderous intent visible in his eyes. "Now, with your blood as an additional enchantment, i'll use this blood of yours and this immense power to decimate the Legion and wipe out your existence, oh great demon." He mocked.

"Do you honestly think you are a match for the Legion? And for me?" The demon laughed.

"Oh I am more than one." He said. He wasted no time and flew at him with immense speed. The Deceiver, caught by surprise, received a slash from Frostmourne across the face. But it did not end there, due to the eredar's enormous size, it made him huge target, making it much easier for The Lich King to land strikes at his opponent. Growling, Kil'Jaeden tried to hit Arthas, swinging his arms around wildly, and futilely.

"Gah! Die you miserable insect!" Kil'Jaeden roared. He covered himself with wings and released a huge amount of Shadow magic, hitting everything around him. Arthas however, appeared relatively unharmed. A large shield of ice was held in his left arm, which served as a protection from the attack.

N'zoth, started to join the battle, turning himself into Night Terror and flying towards Arthas. The Old God swung his sword at Arthas, but it was parried, and he was sent flying back down on the ground, a massive ice boulder on top of him. The Lich King directed his attention back at the massive demon, who has prepared intense fire magic on his right hand. With a roar, he punched Arthas out of the air, making a huge explosion as it made contact. He fell down, and hit the ground, creating a massive crater. Deciding not to stop there, Kil'Jaeden gathered more and more fire magic on his hand. Arthas stood up, before noticing that the eredar was gathering more magic on his hand. He focused all his runic magic on Frostmourne, and after five seconds, the sword started to shake, and howled in anger.

"Pyrogeddon!" Kil'Jaeden roared, he punched the ground in front of him, massive explosions erupted, going towards Arthas.

Not about to be taken down, Arthas roared in determination. "Cryogeddon!" He stabbed Frostmourne on the ground, making massive runic ice magic explosions.

The two powerful spells collided, a very loud explosion was heard all across the continent. An earthquake was experienced all across the Eastern Kingdoms, and tremors were felt throughout Azeroth...

Somewhere else...

A messanger approached Malfurion. Greeting him, he informed the arch druid of the news he brought. "Shan'do, the Aspects have finished preparing a barrier around the World Tree. They are going to-" As if on a cue, the beating of wings were heard, and Alexstrasza and Ysera landed near both of them.

"Great Aspects." Malfurion greeted. "I heard that you made a barrier on the World Tree?"

"Correct Arch Druid." Alexstrasza affirmed. "All of the dragons are ready and will strike at our command."

"Currently, Thrall needs help on the west side my queen." Shan'do told her.

"Very well." The Dragonqueen said. She let out a might roar. A few seconds later, hundreds of dragons started to fly out, going towards the west. More flew about, going towards every checkpoint.

"We are more than grateful for your help my queen." He said. "However, this battle is far from over. The Defense of Nordrassil shall continue, and we shall rise triumphant!"

"I vowed to protect all life on Azeroth, and I shall do so until my dying breath." The Queen declared.

"Likewise." Ysera said with a nod. A tremor suddenly shook them. Malfurion looked at the Red Dragon Aspect with confusion.

"Spirits, grant me your sight. What is it that caused such tremor?" He muttered. He closed his eyes, and he saw a vision of the Eastern Kingdoms, one of the mountains was crashing down, magma was flowing alongside the rocks that crashed down. However, the thing that disturbed him most was that... some of the rocks were frozen. "Frost...?" Alexstrasza and Ysera looked at him, confused. "I see... the Eastern Kingdoms was the epicenter, one of the mountains was destroyed, magma was flowing, and strangely enough, some of the rocks are frozen..." He explained.

"Frozen? Could it be!?" Ysera exclaimed.

"It might be. Though we now know that the Scourge was taken down, there was no evidence that The Lich King came down with it. Not to mention his most trusted lieutenants." Malfurion told her. "Though what might he be doing in the Eastern Kingdoms?"

"Perhaps he's going to go to Outland..." Alexstrasza thought.

"From what we have gathered, the demons' main base is at the Eastern Kingdoms, how can he possibly go to the Dark Portal?" Ysera inquired.

"He's here to help you." A voice told them. They looked to find Medivh, who walked towards them.

"Help us? The Lich King?" Malfurion asked disbelievingly.

"That's correct Arch Druid, he seemed to be determined to take the Legion down." The Prophet said.

"You seem to have been talking to him for a while, great prophet." Ysera said with a curious look. "Then perhaps you may tell us where he is right now?"

"He is currently at the Eastern Kingdoms, he has just came back from Outland. He told me he needed the blood of the Kil'Jaeden, to further enchance the enchantment seal. And from what I have seen, he managed to collect a hefty amount of blood, and undoubtedly already used it. I saw him use his so called "seal" and his appearance changed, he had wings and a few other changes on his armor. The last thing I saw before I left the Eastern Kingdoms to inform you of this was the two of them releasing powerful spells against each other. It is pretty much flame against ice." He explained.

"Did you just say he came back from Outland? And what is this seal supposed to be?" Malfurion asked with an even more disbelieving expression. "And did you say he has wings!?"

"Correct, but that doesn't matter. You must focus on defending the World Tree, as long as you can. If all else fails..." He sighed, pausing for a good three seconds before continuing. "You can rely on him to get you out of Azeroth."

"Flee? Just what may the reason be that we must rely on him of all beings!?" The druid demanded.

"Arch druid, please calm down." Ysera scolded.

Malfurion took a deep breath to calm himself down, before apologizing. "I'm sorry Great Aspect."

"It seems necessary that I answer your question." The Prophet thought aloud. "The only reason is that... he is the only one powerful enough to hold the demons off alone. And with his newfound power... there's no telling what he can do." He concluded before gazing into the distance, to the direction of the Eastern Kingdoms.

Back at the Eastern Kingdoms...

Smoke and dust covered the entire Khaz'modan, or what used to be Khaz'modan. Kil'Jaeden stood strongly, eyes alert, searching. Searching for the Lich King. When the smoke and dust finally cleared, it became apparent that Arthas was nowhere to be found.

"That coward!" He exclaimed as he looked around in hopes of finding him, either dead or alive. A few moments later, someone landed right in front of him. It was Sargeras.

"You fool! Do I have to take everything into my own hands!?" The Fallen Titan said angrily. "How hard it is to kill a mere ghoul!?"

"Milord, the Lich King is not a mere ghoul, he managed to stop my attack with his own spell. And it was not a simple spell, it was my Pyrogeddon..." Kil'Jaeden explained.

"Do you think I care!? I could kill you right here, right now for your actions!" Sargeras threatened. Kil'Jaeden visibly flinched at the threat, fear evident in his eyes. "But, since it is your efforts that helped me get out of the Twisting Nether, I will let this pass. But be warned, I will not tolerate another one of this... failures."

"Yes, Lord Sargeras." He said as he bowed his head in apology.

"Now, keep working on the hybrids, i'll organize our forces myself. The defenses of the World Tree are rapidly weakening, Azeroth will be ours soon." Sargeras laughed.

In a place where everything started...

"We have received news that The Purifier has failed in his mission to kill Sargeras." A booming voice declared.

"Indeed, Sargeras has grown powerful." Another said.

"What do you think shall we do, Highfather?" Another asked, he held a sort of hammer that looks like it was used to craft weapons.

"I have heard of a being that was created by the Legion. The Lich King was it's name." The Highfather said. Everyone looked at him in confusion as to where he was going with his statement. "I have heard how it turned against them, and how it merged with a human, to be specific, a prince. The Crown Prince of Lordaeron to be exact."

"Pardon me for interrupting Highfather, but how is that relevant to the question asked?" Someone impatiently said.

"Be patient, Golganneth." The Highfather said. Golganneth fell silent, causing the Highfather to smile. "Now, if I may continue. This Lich King commands the Undead Scourge, for years it was one of the major powers in Azeroth, until it's downfall recently. It was one of the first to fall when the Legion attacked the planet. However, the Lich King did not fall along with his Scourge, instead, he fled to Draenor along with some of his greatest generals. On their time there, they attacked an orc base, took it over, and converted all to undead. Not only that, he managed to concoct a special liquid, that when painted to someone into a specific figure, will enhance their powers greatly." He explained.

"That would prove to be useful indeed." One of them, a woman with bronze skin stated as she nodded. "However, the undead are nothing more than another problem that needs to be eliminated swiftly."

"It is useful." The one with the platinum skin affirmed.

"Now, the Lich King has come back to Azeroth to perhaps save it, or to conquer it, we are unsure of his course of action, but we know that he fought Kil'Jaeden, and the battle ended in a tie. He has been granted a vision by the Guardian of Tirisfal, Medivh, of how Azeroth is going to be destroyed by a great battle. I myself foresaw this, if we interfere, a great battle of course will ensue, and Azeroth's safety is not guaranteed. And with the Old Gods by the Legion's side, Azeroth will definitely be doomed if we go there and try to destroy the Legion. Now, my plan is..." Aman'thul explained, as he took a deep breath before continuing. "We will pay the Lich King a visit, as he is the only one powerful enough to take our blessings and use them."

"That is insane! Why must we rely on the undead to destroy the Legion!? Isn't there someone else?" Eonar demanded.

"I agree with Eonar, the undead, being granted that much power? He might turn out being like Sargeras!" Golganneth argued.

"Would you prefer to take on the Legion and the Old Gods? Would you prefer having thousands of innocents being killed? Would you?" Aman'thul asked calmly. Again, Golganneth fell silent, but not without sending a glare at him first. "Listen Golganneth, you have seen what the Old Gods are capable of. Have you not? They took one of us down." He added. The Thunderer, looked to be deep in thought, the memory of Agrometh getting swarmed by those horrors sent shivers down his spine.

"But still, I refuse to grant him my blessing." Eonar declared. Aman'thul looked at her, a look of understanding.

"I understand how much you abhor the undead, and I shall not force you to do so." Aman'thul told her. After a moment of coaxing, her features softened and her loving gaze again fell upon him. The Highfather smiled before continuing. "Is anyone willing to grant him their blessing? I shall not force any of you, and so do not force yourselves."

"One question Highfather." The one with the hammer asked. Aman'thul nodded. "What will happen after we grant him our blessings? Will he be forever someone lost? His life having no meaing?"

"Ah, glad that you asked Khaz'goroth." Aman'thul said with a smile.

"We shall make him the Earth Warder..."

A/N:

WHAAAAAAT!? The Titans, giving Arthas power? That's crazy!

Anyways, I know it's definitely crazy, but... we'll see what happens. Thank you for reading, reviews are appreciated, please follow it, favorite it if it deserves it.

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