"His Highness Arthas......"

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Arthas sighed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoEven if he really doesn't want to pay attention to anyone now, he can't help but answer the call of his life-saving benefactor.

Standing up, Arthas patted the dust off his clothes and looked around, where the vast ruins and the people searching for survivors in the ruins came into view, and the glorious Eternal City of the past was naturally long gone.

"Your Highness?"

"It's okay, I'm just feeling a little emotional......" nodded at the white-haired mage, "It's been a few days, and I won't do anything about myself." ”

Three days had passed since the Dragon Legion had destroyed Dalaran, and during those three days, reinforcements from Alterac and Burning Wood had arrived, finally forcing the Dragonmaw Clan back. However, the emptiness of the defensive line also gave the Doomhammer a chance, and after a surprise attack, the Doomhammer successfully led the orcs back to the south with the navy entering the north of Lordaeron, and built a fortress in the town of South Seas, as if it wanted to confront the alliance head-on.

However, only Arthas knew that the Hammer of Doom was trying to escape.

The Dragon's Throat Clan is the last hole card of the Hammer of Destruction, and now that the Raiding Clan has betrayed and the Blackstone Clan has been continuously consumed by the war, his Great Chief is no longer so secure, maybe just tomorrow, there will be a new challenger, and that will mean the disintegration of the tribe.

Therefore, this leader must return the tribe to a safe environment in advance, otherwise the current tribe will usher in a future of complete destruction.

"However, you really me off, Doomhammer......"

Until then, Alsace had always felt that he was just doing his best, because his story was more than a decade later, not now. The Second War was originally a human victory, even if Arthas didn't do anything, so he was relieved to go to Stratholme as an apprentice for nearly a year, and even came directly to Dalaran after that, wanting to study here in peace for a few years, in order to enrich himself, instead of performing on stage as his next goal.

But now, it is the ruins in front of you, and the people who once lived here, that tell Alsace.

Nothing is taken for granted, and if you don't grab it, then what you want, as a matter of course, will slip away.

"Are you unwilling, Your Highness?"

Just as Arthas took a deep breath from the anger in his heart, the unknown gray-haired mage behind him spoke.

“…… His own strength is so small in the face of the dragon, and his friends leave so easily," the mage saw that Arthas did not answer immediately, so he took it himself, "I want to redeem it, but I find that the distance between life and death is stronger than anything else, and the power in my hand is far from being able to touch that barrier......"

"No, in fact, the distance between life and death is not far away......," Arthas said in his heart, looking at the excited mage, "but the price to be paid for crossing this distance is not something that mortals can accept. ”

Arthas looked back at the ruins, in fact, no one had seen the corpse of the priest's head, and now that the whole of Dalaran had been destroyed, there were countless things that took precedence over the corpse of a child, and when the dust had settled, there was probably no need to do anything about the ruin.

“…… Your Highness? ”

If Arthas wanted to, he could "resurrect" the priesthood head now, just as he did to resurrect the invincible. For some reason, however, Arthas felt that the man who had always been cold and wise would refuse to accept the so-called resurrection, not because of the hatred of the dead like Sylvanas, but because the other party saw the so-called eternal life more thoroughly than the lich.

"Well, I suppose, you'd prefer to sleep quietly here than that twisted being......"

Arthas shook his head and turned around, only to find that the mage was looking at him, as if he had figured something out.

"Your Highness, I think I have made up my mind," said the gray-haired, very young and powerful mage, his face even had the brilliance of a young man, "I haven't been able to confirm what I think before, but now, I have decided, I want to break through this boundary between life and death, even if it is ...... I'm going to be doomed by that. ”

"You ......"

"In the battle against the collectors, Dalaran captured many enemy warlock notes, although the text on them is special, but it is not very difficult for mages to crack a little clear code," the mage said, "Dalaran's mages have unanimously asked to destroy these things, but I have some copies in my hand. Originally, I was just trying to fill my library, but now...... I think I know, this must be the guidance of fate, I must ......"

Looking at the mage who had fallen into his own world, Arthas grew his mouth. To be honest, even if Akmund was standing in front of him right now, he wouldn't be surprised to such an extent.

"Haven't asked ...... yet," he decided to interrupt the other party, "your name." ”

"Kel'thugad, Your Highness," the mage said politely, his gesture of saluting highly overlapped with the image in Arthas's memory, but he was younger than at that time, "for now, for the time being, you are your full-time bodyguard. ”

Arthas suddenly wanted to laugh.

Sometimes, the arrangement of fate is really wonderful, and Arthas asked himself that there are few people in his life who can remember him so deeply, but only in the half year he has been in Dalaran, he has seen several in one breath.

Arthas looked up—and only then did he realize that he was still much shorter than the other for the time being—and looked at the future Prime Minister of the Scourge, his most loyal courtiers and servants, and he had a subtle sense of dislocation in time and space, so much so that he almost blurted out "How is Mr. Bigworth?"

"I've heard of you," though, fortunately, Arthas still kept his senses, and he just said in a very childlike tone, "You're a very powerful mage, but I always thought you were a very gloomy person, but I didn't expect ......"

"Time makes me gloomy, Your Highness," Kel'thugad said as he looked at Arthas, his gaze clearly unfocused, as if he saw something else in him, "perhaps, in the not-too-distant future, I will become what you imagined." ”

"But so what? No one can change my resolve. ”

"Yes, no one will doubt your determination," Alsace, who was already 11 years old, looked at Kel'thugad in front of him and suddenly asked, "I have a plan, would you like to give it a try?" ”

"What's the plan?"

"A plan that will allow you to get more information, and at the same time make the orcs collapse quickly." Arthas looked at his hand, although he was still very immature and weak, but what he could hold in his palm was a force that no one in this world could match, "If you want to realize this plan, I can't do it alone, and I can't do it with Varian's soldiers, but if it's a powerful elite team that trusts each other, it's okay." ”

"Like the Duke of Lothar attacking Karazhan?"

"That's right, just like the actions of the Duke of Lothar." "What about your opinion?" Alsace said. ”

"I'm old, but now I want to have a second spring," Kel'thugad laughed, "If Your Highness is sure that you can form the team you want, I don't care if I can become the second Khadgar." ”

"You're really giving me a problem...... "Arthas sighed, "So, if I form such a team, how can I get in touch with you?" ”

"When you form such a team, I will naturally join, Your Highness," said Kel'thugad, "after all, although I am not talented, I am also one of the seven of Dalaran." ”

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Arthas's plan was simple, he was going to carry out an assassination of the Hammer of Doom.

It's a crazy idea, because unlike the careless Sargeras, Doomhammer doesn't underestimate any of its enemies, so there's no silver lining. Therefore, the so-called assassination is, in the final analysis, just a strong attack.

The reason why Arthas wanted to do this was an analysis of the current situation of the orc tribe.

The first is the forest trolls, who originally joined the tribe on the condition of being hostile to the High Elves, but the Hammer of Doom simply entered the Eternal Song Forest and ended the expedition due to the defeat of Stratholme's side. Now that he has retreated to the south of Lordaeron, he has lost control of the forest trolls, and as long as the Hammer of Doom dies on its own, then these trolls who have retracted back into Zuaman's lair will definitely withdraw from the war immediately.

The second is the instability within the tribe, the chief of the frost wolf was killed, the rebellion of the plunder, and the weakening of the black stone can be said to be a fatal blow to the tribe today, after losing the stability of the internal forces, there will be different voices within the tribe, and the death of the hammer of destruction will become the last straw that crushes the camel, and on the way to avenge the hammer of destruction, the tribe will fall apart by itself. At least Arthas believed that Dragonroar and Frostwolf would be out of the war at the first opportunity, and soon, a large number of ogre vassals and Gul'dan's remaining forces would rebel, and at that time, it would be a simple matter for the Alliance to destroy the Horde.

That's right, Arthas wanted to completely destroy the Horde. Even if the new tribe of the "future" Thrall can become the main force against the Burning Legion, it will only happen, for the current Arthas, the horde, synonymous with the invaders, is a brutal group that killed his friends, so they must die.

The only thing worth hesitating about is the assassination of the members. Although all the above favorable factors are true, the person who carried out the assassination must die under the pursuit of the entire tribe, and must die, otherwise it will not be able to cause an internal imbalance of power. So, compared to a strong teammate like Kel'thugad, what Arthas needs most now is a substitute, a substitute who is perfect for becoming a hero.

"In that case...... Perhaps, that person is a good fit. ”

Suddenly, Arthas thought of a man who, if he agreed, would be the most suitable person.

"Then, the next goal is to fool this ghost hero into participating in this crazy plan. I really hope that the hero will not disappoint me. ”