Gianna also betrayed him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info But he has to cheer up! Arthas gripped his standing hammer and cheered himself up, he looked at the few soldiers who were following him behind him, and raised the hammer.

"For the Light!" He roared, and in response, his soldiers raised their weapons and roared. He turned to the city gate, took a deep breath, and rushed inside.

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Uther and Benny rushed back to the gates of Stratholme, where the guards had fallen and they had been struck down by their own men. Benny and Uther rushed into the city, pointing to the fork on the left: "We disperse and meet at the east gate." ”

Uther nodded silently and headed east of the city with his soldiers.

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"Your Highness---- Prince?" The young man stared at Arthas, his brown face full of doubts in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I have to." A whimper tore him apart, but he forced it on, and he turned to the boy's mother.

His warhammer no longer glows, the light is far away from him, but he can't be shaken, his soldiers are watching him, and if he shakes, so will the soldiers.

He entered the next house, and the little girl curled up in her mother's arms, looking at Arthas with tearful eyes full of horror. The young mother begged him to spare her child.

Arthas closed his eyes in pain and raised his standing hammer. "I'm sorry. But I have to. "The standing hammer swung down, not the touch of hitting flesh as expected, but more like hitting iron and stone. Is it crooked? He opened his eyes, and golden light filled his vision.

"Arthas! Take a good look, they are not infected with the plague!! Benny stood in front of the mother and daughter, a wall of light between him and Arthas.

"Pastor Smith! Get out of the way. You're doing something to help Marganis! Arthas's eyes turned cold, and the words he spat out were just as cold.

"You're crazy!" Benny didn't talk nonsense and picked up the mother and daughter: "The soldiers at the gate have been settled, go to the east gate, Lord Uther is there." The mother nodded anxiously and went out the back door with her daughter in her arms.

"Uther?" Alsace's eyes were colder. "You have all betrayed me, betrayed Lordaeron."

"The Light has abandoned you, Arthas. It was you who betrayed yourself. Benny doesn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, Alsace's character dooms him to tragedy.

The mark on Benny's forehead lit up, and five Holy Light Flying Swords appeared beside him. With a movement in his heart, the Holy Light Flying Sword passed through the Wall of Light and flew towards Arthas's heart. Arthas, deprived of the Holy Light, could not stop this.

"Not now, young pastor." Marganis appeared out of thin air with the black mist, and the huge claws swung with green evil energy, and the Holy Light Flying Sword dissipated into control. Benny stared at Malganis cautiously, not making any other superfluous moves, it was pointless, he was not Malganis' opponent yet.

"Marganis!" Seeing Malganis appear, Arthas's eyes lit up with hatred, and with all his strength, he raised his hammer and swung it towards Malganis.

Marganis raised his paw to block the standing hammer, a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you want revenge, young prince?"

"Let's make a decision, Marganis," he yelled. The voice is firm and powerful. "Just you and me."

Marganis raised his head and laughed. "Rhetoric," he rumbled. "Unfortunately, that's not the end of it." Marganis grinned, sharp teeth under his black lips. "Your journey has only just begun, young prince. Gather your army and come to Northrend to find me! ”

Malganis disappeared into the black mist, accompanied by a whisper in Benny's heart, "You can't kill him, young priest, or you can try to struggle." I love to watch you struggle. ”

Benny glanced at the already mad prince and turned in silence to leave through the back door, there was no point in killing him now. There are countless ways for Marganis to get Arthas on the path he should have taken. And he couldn't kill him either, Malganis was a demon lord, and if it weren't for Arthas's plan to lure Arthas into falling, he would have been killed several times by Malganis.

Benny knocks on doors from house to house, dealing with the scattered undead and the soldiers of --- Arthas. He led the men towards the east gate.

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"How's it going?" Uther stood at the east gate, looking up at Stratholme's sky reddened by flames.

"Everyone is here, Your Excellency." The paladin pursed his lips with a sad expression. They had rescued less than half of the people, many had died in the fire, and the damned elves had obeyed Arthas's orders to shoot magic into the city.

"We did our best, and when Smith arrives, we'll go." It was already much better than he expected.

"Your Excellency, there!" The paladin suddenly pointed to the arch to the north.

"It's Smith." Uther saw at a glance the young priest with a light on his forehead.

"Lord Uther, it's all here." Benny gasped and pointed to the crowd behind him.

"You're doing a good job, Smith." Uther could see that there were still Stratholme's guards in the crowd.

Benny shook his head, "Less than half of them, Your Excellency. Many places, including the Baron's Palace, were covered by fire. ”

Uther nodded with a gloomy face: "I understand. What about the prince? ”

Benny shook his head, "He's not a 'prince' anymore, Your Excellency. ”

Uther's face darkened even more.

"Everyone is waiting for your orders, Your Excellency." Benny reminded.

Uther looked and nodded. Led a huge team of refugees out of this hellish city.

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Throughout the day, Arthas led men to search all the rooms, sparing not a single living thing.

"Is there anyone else?" Alsace stood on his hammer covered in sweat, and his whimpering of frustration and anger made him tremble.

"No, Your Highness. Uther and the priest took quite a few people. ”

"Leave them alone, they'll pay for their stupidity, and now, we're going to destroy that demon."

"Your Highness? We --- we can't mobilize the fleet without the king's order, we can't go to Northrend. ”

"No, they'll follow me." Alsace has this confidence.

"Arthas!" It's Gianna.

"Gianna!" Arthas shuddered again, hoping that his lover would come back to help him.

"Gianna----- I beg you again, come with me." His voice was so earnest, but it was clear that his thoughts had traveled thousands of miles away. "It escaped from me. I protected the citizens from its enslavement, but ----- at the last minute it escaped. It's in Northrend. Come with me. ”

"Alsace----- it's a trap. It is a demon lord who can only exert his full power in his own territory. It can escape from you in Stratholme, and it will surely defeat you once it reaches its own territory. Don't go ----- please-----"

"You swore that you would never reject me, Gianna," Arthas accused, his voice as sharp as an ice blade. "But when I needed your support and understanding the most, you were against me."

Arthas left with the rest of the soldiers in pain, leaving Gianna weeping in place.