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"Kel'thugad! You will pay for what you have done!"

Heavily armed, Arthas wielded his hammer and smashed the ghoul in his way, the blazing light in his palm that burned the filthy monster to ashes.

He bravely rushed in the direction of Kel'thugad alone, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, but around him, countless undead waved their arms, forming a terrifying "human wall".

These withered undead were still living residents of Andorhar this morning, but at noon, with the fog that had enveloped Andoral since the beginning of the year, it suddenly increased, and in just three hours, Andorhar was transformed from the largest city in eastern Lordaeron into a veritable hell.

Arthas took nearly a hundred paladins with him, which was already the entire force drawn from the crusader ramparts.

After receiving information from his most trusted captain of the guard, Faric, and discovering that Kel'thugad had returned to Andorjar from Brill, Arthas immediately set out with all the paladins on the expedition.

Yes, Gianna deceived Dick, and the eldest lady did not tell Arthas about her and Dick's traces at all, but only stole Arthas's coat of arms, a bold act that made the eldest lady almost lose her life.

But at the moment, Arthas doesn't know so much, he only knows that Gianna left the crusader fortress with Dick, but he doesn't have the heart to go to the playful mage lady, he has more important things to do, he wants to save his people, as the future king of Lordaeron, Arthas is definitely a qualified ruler in this regard.

But this is also his biggest weakness, and unfortunately, this weakness has been discovered by the people behind the scenes.

Kel'thugad stood expressionlessly in the square in the center of Andorhar with a staff "curse", watching Arthas "charge" through the crowd of the undead, and a trace of disdain flashed in the corner of his eyes.

He didn't understand why the great Lich King chose this weak paladin as his left hand, he could easily kill this paladin with only five points of strength, this stupid prince, and the mage didn't quite understand why he had to "die" in the hands of this guy.

But Kel'thugad was a serious man, and since his omnipotent master asked him to do so, he did so in order to gain greater power and study deeper magic.

Kel'thugad's fingers behind his back moved slightly, and the undead who had been tightly blocking Arthas from the periphery suddenly revealed a crack.

"O Holy Light, give me strength!"

Arthas keenly seized this opportunity, the warhammer in his hand was raised high, he called out the power of the Holy Light, and after the energy infused from the unknown being, Arthas's whole body began to surge with pure golden righteous light.

To the undead, this light is like the sunlight that melts the ice.

With a slight sweep of the warhammer wrapped in the holy light, the gap in front of Arthas became much wider again, and the undead on both sides were in the barrier formed by the holy light, wailing and turning into gray ashes.

"Your punishment is coming!

Arthas bravely brandished the war hammer and rushed to the front of Kel'thugad, whose face had changed greatly, and with a slight knock, the black-red staff in Kelthugad's hand flew to the side, and before the second blow came, Kelthugad spat out a mouthful of blood, and this action also made the magic light he was preparing dissipate.

Seeing this scene, a trace of excitement appeared in the eyes of His Royal Highness the Prince.

He wasn't an idiot who didn't know anything about magic, and it was obvious that manipulating these armies of the undead had already pinned down Kel'thugad's magic so much that after being broken through by himself, he couldn't even defend himself, so he could only grit his teeth and break the grip of these undead.

He's going to run!

How could Arthas allow Kel'thugad to escape, the round war hammer in his hand smashed down on the mage's body, this blow smashed on Kelsegad's back, smashing the mage and staggering, Kelselgad fell to the ground in embarrassment, he shouted at Arthas in "horror",

"Don't be complacent, Prince, in Stratholm my allies are creating an army that can destroy an entire country, you... You're all going to be ... Ah!!h

Before Kel'thugad's wail was over, his heart was completely shattered by the hammer that fell again, and the black blood stained the surrounding land black, Arthas glanced at Kel'thugad's corpse with disgust, and then looked up at the undead around him, who had returned to their form of rangers due to lack of control.

Thinking of Kel'thugad's last shout, Arthas's resolute face showed a trace of exhaustion, but then it turned into firmness, and that stubborn gaze made people can't help but feel cold.

"Faric, burn this body, take the ashes, let's go to Stratholme!"

With a large shield in one hand and a battle axe in the other, Farek turned around and cut down a ghoul who was trying to sneak up, and then quickly ran in front of Arthas, his empty spot quickly filled by another paladin.

"Your Highness, do you want to rest for a day, you look tired!"

"No, go straight to Stratholme, my people are suffering, and I want to save them from the darkness!"

Arthas's voice was very firm, with his current eyes, no one would doubt his words, and the surrounding paladins heard this, and they all showed firm eyes, and these people were very angry, and soon in the completely unformed undead, they used the holy light to tear open a path of ashes.

Arthas himself wielded a warhammer at the front, followed by Faric, who carried a small cloth bag, and the other paladins followed him.

This group of people was like warriors challenging death, everywhere they went, there were purified spirits, and the warriors rushed into the fog in silence and soon disappeared.

It was supposed to be an epic tale of good triumphing over evil, warriors slaying the fallen, but to Dick and Gianna, standing by the highest tower in Andorhar, it seemed like a joke!

"That arrogant fool, he doesn't even want to think about it, is an archmage so easy to deal with?"

Gianna scolded in hatred, but her body had just undergone the torture of the quadruple curse, and this mage lady was not the mage leader ten years later, so even if the curse was contacted, her body was still very weak now, and she even needed to move with a magic staff.

But this weakness made her anger even stronger.

"Stratholme, that was clearly Kel'thugad's trap! He jumped in without looking back! Ahem, ahem. ”

The anger that affected her now fragile body, coupled with the heavy forbidden demon chains on her hands and feet, made her weaker body almost fall to the ground.

Dick hurriedly walked up to help her, but Miss Mage opened his outstretched hand, and Gianna's eyes made no secret of her disgust and contempt for Dick.

"Get out of here, you lowly coward!"

Dick's outstretched hand froze in place, and even though he had tried his best to hide it, the cursed sect's emblem on the back of his left hand was still so conspicuous.

He pursed his lips, trying to convince himself not to pay attention to Gianna's misunderstanding, but seeing the eldest lady's eyes that wanted to kill him, Dick finally hid the worry in his eyes, he took one last look at the stubborn Gianna, turned and left the unguarded top floor.

"Go, go to your dark master, and thank him like a dog for sparing your life!"

Descending the stairs stiffened, but Dick quickly recovered and walked straight down the stairs, leaving Gianna alone on the top floor.

Gianna's rare fierce expression disappeared, and she slowly squatted down with her staff, leaning against the dirty corner, curling her body into a ball, clasping her arms around her knees, and burying her head.

Seconds later, sobs rang out in the dimly lit space on the top floor.

"I'm sorry... Whining... I'm sorry... Alsace... If it weren't for me..."

The voice was faint, but it was loud enough for Dick, who was quietly hiding in the darkness beside him, to hear it, and when the name "Arthas" came to his ears, Dick fell silent.

He hid in the dark, looking at the sobbing eldest lady, watching the eldest lady, who was always proud, show this panic for the first time, like a little girl who is afraid of thunder.

He quietly walked away, and this time, he didn't look back.

"I'm sorry... Dick... If I hadn't pulled you out... I shouldn't blame you... I'm sorry..."

Pity... Around the corner, it was empty.

Below the tower, Dick sat lazily in his chair, staring blankly at the cobwebs on the top of the dark tower, watching the black spiders the size of fists under the plague of natural disasters trying to form webs, he once wanted to be a spider, scattering his webs all over the world, watching the ugliness of those prey trying their best to break the web.

But just yesterday and today, he saw two fools who thought they were hunters, crashing headlong into a larger web, and although they wanted to break through the web, their strength was not even qualified to break through the cobweb.

Wisdom, memory, these things are often as worthless as foam in water in the face of true power.

Strength! Strength...

"Oh, look who this is... It's ironic that a little mouse is thinking about life. ”

A guy that Dick had never seen before walked in through the door and sat straight in front of Dick, although his appearance had changed greatly, and even his voice had changed, but Dick knew that in this body, hidden was the recently dead Kel'thugad, the clumsy male number two.

Dick looked at him, very seriously,

"Why do you feel sarcastic?"

Kel'thugad also looked at him with those eyes that had changed dramatically, this was the first time that the haughty fallen mage had spoken to Dick with an equal attitude, and a mysterious smile appeared on the face of this shell.

"For I have found that a lowly commoner can see the world better than a noble prince, and I have just checked all your whereabouts, and you came to Andohal a month ago to rescue a girl from a small village on the outskirts, and you persuaded the master of Gayroen's farm to throw away our plague steamer, but the fool did not listen to you. ”

"So I'm curious how you deduced the effect of the plague steamer before all this happened, and why didn't you report this discovery to the king?

After a lapse of 5 days, Dick's face once again showed his trademark squinting smile,

"Guess?"

"Bang!"

Dick paid the price for his frivolity, and despite the change of body, Kel'thugad's control over his magic did not decrease, and a "lich palm" sent Dick in the air twice before falling to the ground.

"Brother Tirisfa has sent back the news, we're leaving tonight, and, little mouse, you'd better be honest with me! You may not be afraid of death, but you have to think about others, don't you?"