The crisp female voice chanted a mysterious incantation, the dark clouds in the sky began to gather, the howling cold wind tightened for a while, and the goose-featherlike snow fell from the sky, and when the snowflakes fell halfway, they condensed into bright and sharp triangular ice picks, like meteors falling from the sky, and fell towards the rushing natural disaster undead.

Icepicks, sharper than steel knives, shattered skeletons' bones, chiseled through zombies' heads, pierced through the thick skin of abomination, and tore through the shells of crypt demons......

Hundreds of Scourge Spirits Fell to Gianna? Under the snowstorm of Prodmore.

"Cool ......"

There was a wave of admiration in the theater, followed by a round of applause, firstly because the special effects of the blizzard were amazing, and secondly, there really couldn't be much to make this heavy epic film burst into enthusiasm.

The female mage, who had been throwing fireballs before, showed her strong strength at a critical moment.

After the blizzard, Gianna summoned three powerful water elementals in succession and sent them to Arthas, who was blocking the entrance to the barracks, to help him resist the attack of the undead of the Scourge.

The Holy Light is the nemesis of the undead, and although Yan Zhan has shaken his faith in the Holy Light, at this time, Arthas has a new understanding of power in his mind, and vaguely feels that as long as he can defeat the enemy's power, it is the power he should pursue.

The undead are boundless and seem to have no end, and Arthas, though full of anger, does not become a fool, and he temporarily withdraws from the battle and finds Gianna, who is recovering her mana.

"Gianna, you must get out of here."

He waved his hand to stop the mage's words that were about to speak, "You have the ability to teleport, get out of here, ask Uther for help, and I will annihilate these undead all." ”

Gianna also understood that this was not the time for emotion, and after telling Arthas to be safe, she teleported away. Go and ask the Knights of the Silver Hand for help.

This is one of the grain distribution centers of the Lordaeron Kingdom, it is a key defense area, the barracks have complete defense measures, Arthas led the remnants of the army, withstood the attack of waves of natural disasters and undead, after most of the day of fighting, he found that the combat power of these undead does not seem to be as strong as he imagined.

Now he didn't have the time and space to think at all, and although the anger was not completely carried away, it also affected him, otherwise he would have been able to see it. The undead attack is simply in vain.

In the distance, on the high ground, the former Dalaran and Kelsugad, a member of the court mages, were standing on it, observing the barracks and the target.

"My master, the young lion has entered the trap." He seemed to be muttering to himself, and seemed to say something to the inexplicable Cunzài, "I will bring him into the great web that has been woven." ”

Kel'thugad left the high ground and walked to the barracks.

"For Lordaeron!"

This was Arthas's obsession, and he constantly chanted slogans to boost the morale of his subordinates.

Repel another wave of attacks from the scourge undead. Arthas suddenly noticed that a human mage had walked in front of the formation, and the other party seemed to be somewhat familiar.

"Kel'thugad?" After carefully identifying it, he asked tentatively.

"It's been a long time, Your Highness the Prince." The other party performed a strange mage salute.

"Is that you? Are you behind this qiē? The young prince was furious. Shaking his hammer at Kel'thugad, "And, where is the grain?" Are you doing anything with food? ”

"That's right, I've inflicted a plague of the undead on the food here. The grain has been shipped to Stratholme. Kel'thugad was honestly terrible, "Also, I'm not the one behind the scenes......"

"Who is the Messenger of the Lord?" Arthas interrupted him. "Where is he?"

Unexpectedly, Kel'thugad actually replied to his words, "Dreadlord Melganis, he will be waiting for you in Stratholme." ”

"You will pay for your deeds!"

Thinking of the dead Darien? Mograine, thinking of the undead people of Lordaeron, of the land tainted by the plague, the angry prince could no longer suppress his desire for revenge. Hopefully, he was the first to rush out of the barracks, and more warriors rushed out with him.

"Maybe the Light will have mercy on you, but I won't have mercy on you!" Arthas roared.

A great battle was fought between Arthas and Kel'thugad, the Holy Light was the nemesis of the undead, and Kelthugad had only been practicing necromancer for a short time, and it seemed that he was no match for Arthas, and it took almost no effort for the young prince to kill the necromancer.

Without the control of the necromancer, the remaining cataclysmic undead became more bloodthirsty and violent, and in the face of their siege, the warriors around Arthas continued to fall and transform into new calamity undead, and the remaining humans were in danger.

Thus, a scene that would be used in all epic war films happened.

In the nick of time, Uther and Gianna arrived in time to wipe out the scourge of the Knights of the Silver Hand and the Kingdom's elite cavalry.

"Gianna, Uther, you have come at the right time."

As soon as the battle was over, Arthas found the two men, "Now is not the time to rest, we must continue the pursuit, and we must not allow the food contaminated with the plague to reach Stratholme." ”

Uther was a rare refusal to veto Arthas's opinion, and Tiyì temporarily handed over the elite cavalry of the Knights of the Silver Hand to Arthas, so that he could pursue the grain convoy as much as he could.

However, Arthas already had a prejudice against the Knights of the Silver Hand, and he actually knew very well that the Knights of the Silver Hand were loyal to the Holy Light first, and then to the kingdom of Lordaeron, so as a prince, he recruited other elite troops, set off first, and agreed with Uther and Gianna to meet under the city of Stratholme.

The sound of galloping horses' hooves resounded through the theater, and even if you weren't a fan of books or games, you knew what was about to happen.

Iren sat in his seat, his hands crossed and clasped together, silent and a little restless.

Emile has now let go of all his dissatisfaction with the film, and in his eyes, this is an extremely successful adaptation, and what will happen next is a scene that he will love and hate.

"The film has more depth than we thought."

Maybe it's an occupational disease, Kenneth? Turan unconsciously to Todd? McCarthy said these words, "Ryan made sure that the commercial element of the film was made easy to understand; Natalie? Portman brings to the film a thoughtfulness that is rare in Ryan's commercial films, and Alsace's mental journey is worth pondering. ”

"That's true." Todd? McCarthy nodded in agreement, "Although there are still the most important passages to be staged, this film is comparable to the Lord of the Rings series." ”

Time, now nothing is more precious than time, Arthas and his army galloped wildly, but it was not for nothing that Kel'thugad led the Scourge to intercept him, except to lure him into the great trap of Stratholme, which was to stop him from pursuing the convoy carrying grain.

Chased all the way to the city of Stratholme, Alsace did not catch up with the convoy carrying grain, he garrisoned the city, sent people into Stratholme to investigate, the bad news soon came, the grain was not only transported to Stratholme, but also distributed to the hands of the citizens!

Hearing the news from the sentinel, Arthas looked at the city in the distance and was speechless, his face a mixture of pain, remorse, and anger until it turned pale at last!

Under the gloomy sky, the prince's blonde hair fluttered in the wind, and the eyes that represented wisdom and aura had lost their brilliance, and even though there was no expression on his pale face, the audience clearly felt his inner world of pain and struggle......

He had vowed to protect the land, but now he was powerless.

"Let's go, Arthas, get out of here!"

Perhaps it was Ryan's dark eyes that struck the sensitive hearts of the audience, and a young woman's voice suddenly sounded in the theater, "Let's go!" Get out of here! Never come to Stratholme! ”

"Let's go, hurry up!"

One after another, another voice sounded, and this voice became louder and louder, "Let's go!" Let's go! ”

The chaotic sound even affected the VIP seats in the front row, Ryan and the others unconsciously looked back, this flesh-and-blood prince obviously moved these audiences, they didn't want to see him go to the abyss......

"Will it have an impact on the box office?" Taylor asked worriedly.

Ryan is also a little worried, he knows the audience's fragile psychological bottom line, judging from the audience's feelings, the audience's reputation is definitely not a problem, but the word-of-mouth cannot be completely equated with the box office, and the dark ending may affect the audience's desire to buy tickets. Hope.

The audience also understands that the film will not change according to their wishes, but just want to vent the feelings that have been suppressed, and the chaotic voices gradually disperse......

"This is Ryan's most successful character in recent years."

Kenneth? Turan was a little embarrassed in his words, "If it weren't for the theme of the film, I think he could have hit the Oscar for Best Actor again with this role." ”

"You should understand." Todd? McCarthy shook his head, "His mind is not on the Oscars at all." ”

The sky was getting darker and darker, the light was completely gone, and Arthas stood on the high ground in front of Stratholme without saying a word for a long time, and any decision at this time would have been difficult, painful, and even unbearable for the young prince.

But he is the heir of this kingdom, he wants to protect his people and his land, he is the hope of the people, he is the leader of the future, and he must make a decision!

Yes, whether it is the identity character, or the sense of purpose, or the anger of revenge, it is determined that Arthas cannot walk away.

"Father, what should I do?"

The prince no longer asks the Light, who once believed, but the Light cannot solve Stratholme's problem, "Sue me, what should I do?" ”

No one could answer him, and only he could bear the burden.

When the rattle of horses' hooves sounded, Arthas turned and left the place, no longer looking at Stratholme, he had made up his mind! (To be continued......)