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Eight hundred and sixtieth IX boiling fire of revenge

The fierce battle ended, and the cursed black land was full of devastation, and there were human corpses with black and twisted faces. These people obviously experienced great pain, and seemed to be unable to even their souls after death.

Although he killed the Orc Sword Saint with his own hands, the rescue operation undoubtedly failed.

Standing among the many dead, Alsace looked at his hands in a complicated manner. The power of the once omnipotent holy light could not save the lives of these people. He did not fulfill his promise to Steinbred, felt indescribable frustration and guilt, and even had some hesitation about the holy light of faith.

He can't forget the hopeful eyes of those people looking at him!

He can't forget the promise he made to the little boy!

He can't forget that he is the hope of this kingdom!

However, the corpses all over the ground almost shattered his pride and made him deeply realize that his power was not strong enough!

"I need stronger strength to protect my kingdom and people!" Alsace murmured.

Young princes make mistakes that most young people will make. When they find that things are not within their control, they often go to an extreme. At this time, experienced people need to be patiently enlightened, and the methods and methods are particularly important.

Perhaps Uther was an excellent mentor in martial arts and faith, but he was too conservative and obviously did not understand the mentality of young people.

When he and Tyrio Ford arrived, they saw the slightly confused prince. Faced with the burning fire of revenge and the request to continue to track down the culprit, Uther took out the almost rigid dogma of the Knights of the Silver Hand. Faced with the two outstanding Paladins, Arthas had no choice but to give in.

At this time, everyone could feel the confusion and dissatisfaction in Alsace's heart. The burning fire of revenge is often not just the enemy that is burning!

The picture suddenly switched. In the dark building, Kel Thuzad seemed to be holding some kind of ceremony. After learning the result he wanted, he received the instructions to guide him to become a necromancer. A large number of believers of the cursed gods were gathered, targeting the food dispatch and storage centers in the north of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

"Arsace..." A vague and evil voice sounded in the dark building.

Uther let Arthas and Tyrio Fordine temporarily stationed in Steinbride to rebuild the defense here. He returned to the Palace of Lordaeron with the mysterious curse. Terenas II was at a loss and had to seek help from the Kenreto parliament of Dalaran. Anthonydas attaches great importance to this matter and specially sent his proud disciple Gianna to Lordaeron to investigate the incident.

On the other hand, Alsace and Tyrio Fording received a report that an unknown plague suddenly began to spread in the north of Steinbred, which affected the stability of the northern border of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. After a period of investigation and analysis, Alsace believed that there was an inevitable connection between this plague and the previous curse, and asked Tyrio Fording to send troops to investigate, but was flatly rejected.

The prince who is eager to investigate the truth and revenge is imaginable for his dissatisfaction with the stereotypical Knights of the Silver Hands.

Fortunately, I didn't wait too long, and Alsace waited for orders from Terenas and Kenreto's councils to protect and assist a female mage in investigating the incident.

"No matter what I do, no matter what I become, I will always care about you, Jaina."

The mage that Arthas was waiting for was none other than his lover, Gianna Prodmore. He hadn't seen each other for more than a year. The two of them matured a lot in conversation and exchanged, and their attitude towards love became more rational. He always cherished the necklace given to Arthas, and Gianna always understood - perhaps this was the best interpretation of the love between Alshas and her.

Love is not the theme of the film, but another factor in the decline of Alsace, so it is mostly about to stop.

In a very short period of time, an unknown terrible plague slowly spread on the land of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Kelthuzad also took the opportunity to lead the curse of the God Cult to stir up trouble in the Kingdom of Lordaeron. The evil doctrines he spread blinded countless people who longed for happiness and transformed them into natural disasters like walking dead through the terrible plague virus.

The undead natural disaster not only threatened the stability of the border between Lordaeron, but also shook the foundation of the entire Kingdom of Lordaeron.

Arthas was anxious and rushed to Andorhar with Jaina overnight, the incident that kept Alshas alive finally happened - Arthas and Jaina began to study this deadly plague together, and found that those affected by this plague had become terrible undead soldiers.

This undead army is actually the Scourge Corps.

Everything that happened shocked and saddened Arthas. Almost everyone turned into undead walking dead overnight. The huge panic caused by the plague to the people of Lordaeron also made Arthas heartbroken.

A strong sense of responsibility and historical mission made Arthas hate the natural disasters and the dead to the core. This kind of hatred,.

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Seeing Arthas killing those real and creepy undead monsters on the screen, Kenneth Tulan couldn't help but murmur, "When people are striving to pursue, they will do their best, or even deviate from some of their own life principles."

Next to him, Todd McCarthy said, "In history, there are countless people who use any means to achieve their goals. Arthas had such signs at this time, and in such a situation, once a fuse appears, he may lose himself."

The most urgent problem now is to trace the source of the plague. Arthas and Gianna followed the clues left by the curse of the God Cult to chase the food transport center in the north of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Here, another important thing that affected Arthas happened.

Nearly half of his elite guards and guard Darien Moglani ate the contaminated food and infected the undead plague, which also made Jaina and Arthas finally find a way to curse the sect to spread the plague.

However, it was too late. Neither Alsace's power of the Holy Light nor Jaina's magic could help relieve the impact of the plague on people. The local garrison and some members of the Prince's Guard became enemies that Alsace vowed to destroy.

The former comrades died in pain and slowly stood up and became their own enemy. The companions they killed would also become enemies. This feeling of waving a butcher knife to a comrade who had once depended on life and death would definitely not feel good!

"Endless Holy Light, why can't you pity their souls!"

The barracks became a battlefield. After Arthas purified several undeads, he finally rushed to Darian Moglani. Because of the holy artifact, Darian had not yet transformed into a undead, but he was still at the verge of death.

"Stand by!"

Under the protection of more than a dozen people, Alsace threw away the warhammer and knelt on one knee to hug Darian, "Stand it, my brother!"

"Sorry, Alsace!"

Darien's hand slowly placed on Arthas' arm, "I can't fight with you anymore!"

"I will save you!"

While speaking, Alsace used several holy light spells one after another. The golden sacred light continued to sprinkle on Darian's body, as expected, without any effect.

"Don't waste your energy, Alsace, keep your strength and fight against the undead!"

Suddenly, the dying Darian Moglani had a little more strength, and he grabbed Alsace's arm with force, "I ask you something, Alsace!"

He looked at his friend sincerely, and after Arthas nodded, he said, "Let me die gloriously as a human being, don't let me become those dirty monsters!"

"No..." The young prince's body was trembling.

"Give me my brother, this is my last request!"

If there is a choice, these heroic warriors would rather be crushed to pieces than become natural disasters. Arthas's hands were trembling. He did not want to see his friends turn into skeletons or zombies. He could not refuse Darien's request. He also knew that Darien should die gloriously as a human being!

He pulled out the dagger at his waist, and the huge power of holy light blessing it on it. The dagger with the sacred light flashed closer to Darian Moglani's heart bit by bit.

"My brother, my friend, my partner..."

Looking at the relief in Darian's eyes, Alsace slowly closed his eyes, and a tear accidentally slid from the corner of his eyes and dripped onto the land stained by the plague.

"Rest in peace, Darion!"

Putting down his body, which had no breath in his arms, Alsace grabbed the warhammer next to him and stood up suddenly. His young and handsome face was filled with rage of revenge, and the holy light filled with pity became a weapon for killing in his hand. Countless undead were purified by the attack of Minaishir's power.

"This is the holy light? It cannot save my people, my comrades, my brothers, and my kingdom!"

When the battle ended, Arthas faced the heavy casualties of the guards, further deepening his suspicion of the Holy Light.

No one can see from his gloomy face that the prince's belief has been severely shaken.

But there was not much time left for Alsace to think and be sad. Jaina quickly came over and reminded him, "The grain in the granary is likely to be polluted, and this grain has been transported to Stantamme in the north!"

Things are even more serious than Alsace imagined. The most important thing to do at this time is to chase the convoy of transporting grain. However, before he could assemble the troops, the overwhelming natural disasters rushed towards the grain transfer station like a tide.r1152
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