Chapter 52: The Wheel of History How to Block It

Arthas was arguing with Uther when a strange smell wafted into his nose. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Arthas's face changed dramatically, it was the smell of this, he would not be mistaken, the plague --- the plague had spread.

Benny looked at Arthas's face, and of course understood what was going on. He took a few steps forward and said before Arthas gave his terrible order, "Your Highness, I know what you think again, but can you listen to me?" Uther looked at Benny with a cold face, took a step back, and did not speak.

Arthas nodded, "Please, Pastor Smith, but we're running out of time. ”

Benny nodded, "Your Highness, I know, you think Stratholme has been infected by the plague, right?" ”

Arthas's face was pale, and he almost muttered, "Yes, the smell wafting through the city is the same as the smell of Fireplace Valley." I ----"

Benny hurriedly interrupted him: "Your Highness, I swear in the name of the Holy Light, I have intercepted the food carrying the plague in Andorhar, and it has been burned, it is impossible for Stratholme to have a second batch of grain from Andorhar in half a month, this must be the conspiracy of that Malganis! You should be calm now, Your Highness." ”

Arthas's face remained the same: "I understand history, Reverend Miss, but you have not seen the sight of Andorhar and the Valley of the Hearth, you will not understand." Even if not all of them are infected here, what about those who are? they will kill everyone in the city, and then spread to all of Lordaeron. I have to purify the city. ”

"You're right, Your Royal Highness the Young Prince. ”

There was a burst of black fog, and Marganis appeared in mid-air. There was a darkness and evil in his voice.

"Alert!" Uther drew his standing hammer and stood in front of Arthas. He'd seen this 'monster', but it was just a myth.

"I'm Marganis. ”

Marganis flapped his wings, ignoring the little bugs who were preparing spells and bows and arrows.

"You're the culprit of the plague?" Arthas gritted his teeth, his voice trembling with anger.

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Young Prince. Oh, and you, young pastor. ”

Marganis turned his face to Benny and let out a dark laugh.

"Do you think you can stop me by intercepting the food of Andohar? You are so naΓ―ve, I will transform this city one by one until the spark of life is completely extinguished...... Extinguished forever. ”

"I will not allow it! Malganis! I would rather them die at my hands than let them become your slaves!"

"Shut up, Arthas! stop your crazy thoughts! we can destroy this demon and no one will die!"

Benny didn't speak, he quietly gathered five Holy Light Flying Swords behind his back.

Marganis laughed, "Then stop me, we'll see you in Stratholme." ”

"Fire!" Uther shouted, and the archers and elven mages who had been ready shot arrows and magic, but their attacks missed, and Marganis vanished into a cloud of black mist.

"As your future king, I command you to purify this city!"

Arthas's icy voice suddenly rang out. Benny was stunned, is this stupid x having a problem with his brain, and this is going to slaughter the city?

"You're not my king yet, boy! Even if you were, I wouldn't take this order! You're out of your mind now, and that Dreadlord is powerful, but he can't have the power to transform an entire city! There are 20w people in there!20w people!Do you understand!?" Uther's face turned pale, he couldn't believe how Arthas could have become like this.

"Your Highness, I have had two encounters with Marganis, as Lord Uther said, although it is powerful, I don't think it has the ability to transform the whole city, otherwise it would have directly transformed Lordaeron. Benny had to chime in again.

"You don't understand, Pastor Smith. It only needs to transform half of the city, and it would be devastating for Lordaeron. ”

Alsace insisted on his decision, and Benny already wanted to give up, but he couldn't, so he had to go into the city to contact and plan a riot.

"I command you, Sir Uther. Purify the city. ”

"Arthas, you're crazy!"

"Then I can only regard you as treason. ”

"Treason?" Uther was furious.

"Yes, in my capacity as heir to the throne, I hereby remove you from command of the army and declare the dissolution of the Silver Hand. ”

"You've crossed a dangerous line, Arthas. Uther's face turned pale, and the knights behind him were in a commotion.

"If you want to save this land, come with me! the rest ----- get out of here!" Arthas looked cold, glancing at the soldiers in front of him.

Uther turned and left, including most of the soldiers, who could not accept orders to slaughter civilians, not even treason.

"Lord Uther. Benny caught up with Uther.

"What?" Uther looked at the young priest quizzically.

"I don't have time to be polite to you, so I'll just say that I'm Benedict Smith, a missionary in Talon County, and I found out that the grain in Andorhar was plagued, so I intercepted and burned the food destined for Stratholme, and I went to Stratholm to inspect Stratholme's granary with the local bishop and baroness, and I can now be sure that Stratholme was not infected on a large scale. Marganis must have some conspiracy to provoke His Royal Highness the Prince. I hope you can join me in stopping His Royal Highness, I know you don't want to fight with the prince, you just need to evacuate the inhabitants of the city. ”

Benny finished speaking in one breath, gasping slightly, and looked at Uther.

The soldiers behind Uther also looked at him, and the priest was right.

Uther pondered, his face changing incomprehensibly, and finally, he nodded slowly: "Although I don't know who you are, you are right. Do you have a detailed plan?"

Benny nodded hurriedly: "You take these soldiers, evacuate the people in the city, let them go through the east gate, find people with symptoms, and isolate them as much as possible." Then go straight to the Magical Frontier of Quel'Thalas. There was another group of refugees there. I'm going to stop His Royal Highness. ”

Uther frowned, "Can you?"

Benny didn't have time to talk nonsense, so he directly took off his hood, revealing the mark on his forehead, and after activating the mark, 5 Holy Light Flying Swords appeared beside him.

Uther was taken aback: "What is this?"

"This is a gift from the Light, Your Excellency. There is no time, I will explain it to you in detail afterwards. ”

Uther nodded, strange as it was, but it was the Light. He looked back at his soldier with hopeful eyes and said, "Soldiers, we have committed treason, but we must fulfill our obligations. Now, let's go. ”

The soldiers were silent and followed Uther back to Stratholme.