Locke's arrival in the Alterac Mountains had only been a short time, but the smell of blood and foul smell filled the air, which had already made Locke frown slightly.

The kingdom of Alterac is said to be a kingdom, but in fact the entire kingdom is only the size of a town, and it is hard to imagine that this kingdom that built a town in the snowy mountains would have survived if it were not for the merchant travelers and the feudal taxes of the nobles.

Locke pulled the reins of the Nightmare Warhorse and walked on the marble-paved path, and the town not far away was piled up with stone walls, and now it was filled with gunpowder smoke and the roar of the undead, and the breath coming from it made Locke frown.

By this time the blizzard had stopped, and in the dark sky were a few crows, chirping excitedly, and swooping down into the town from time to time.

"I'm afraid it's a dead city." Locke said slowly, he had witnessed this scene countless times, and in the stench of decay, there were probably only layers of white bones inside.

The door was pushed open by Locke.

Where else can you see a living person in the kingdom of Alterac?

Flames burned on the houses, corpses littered the ground, and ghouls wandering the streets aimlessly.

"Am I still a step too late?" Locke walks into the kingdom of Alterac, a town that was once the jewel of the South in its previous life, surrounded by snow-capped mountain specialties that allowed most of its inhabitants to live and live in peace.

But now these residents can only wander the streets, making meaningless noises.

It's a feast for the dead.

Locke had seen it many times, but only this one.

Locke was not happy at all, he found that he could not be happy by simply destroying the happiness of others. On the contrary, it fell deeper and deeper into the abyss.

He rode the Nightmare Warhorse and walked through the town hall of the Alterac Kingdom.

City Hall

There are no people in this city hall anymore, and there are many undead spirits wandering nearby, so it should be at the beginning of a natural disaster, and these citizens gathered at the city hall to ask the government for an explanation. Locke shrugged his shoulders and walked into the town hall, the nobles had already fled the Alterac Mountains.

And the lives of ordinary people, these people do not care about it at all.

The undead don't attack Locke, not just because Locke is a Death Knight, but because he bears the Lich King's sigil on his body.

He walked to the town hall and gently called out to the spider goddess in his body, but received no response. Locke was left alone in a sea of folders searching for his answers.

Time passed quickly, and the sunset inevitably rose into the air, and the warm sunset shone through the windows into the wooden floor, making Locke stretch and he stood up.

His origins were not found, and his father, who seemed to be a young baron on the edge of the kingdom of Alterac, was immediately on the rise because he was appreciated by King Lordaeron.

But Locke didn't find the slightest word about his mother, as if there had never been one.

Locke couldn't figure out his thoughts, and just as he was about to leave the Alterac Mountains, there was a stir outside the house.

It was the sound of the slaughter beginting, and Locke could hear the roars of the undead, as well as the roars and screams of humans.

Dozens of hours have passed since the outbreak of the natural plague last night to the arrival of the human army in this necromantic land this evening, which can be said to be a rapid progress for humans, but for the undead, it is enough to kill all the remaining humans in this city.

Locke walked out of the city hall, only to see the gate of the Alterac Kingdom not far away, blooming with bursts of golden holy light, or the scene of the hoplites directly tearing apart the undead army.

The horses in armor, and the knights armed with swords and spears, slashed the undead who stood in their way at the gate of the town with only one charge.

Locke quietly observed the army at the gate of the town, the cavalry was wearing the cuirass of the royal family of Lordaeron, and the blades in their hands were also the best weapons made of steel, and Locke even saw a master guard in it.

What kind of skill does it take to make a master willing to be a guard?

Locke walked over, and the undead's attack ended in failure after all, and these low-level undead only relied on their numerical superiority to make the guards at the gate fall into a bitter battle for a short time.

But after a few minutes, a comparison between the dwindling undead and the unscathed human army reveals which of the two sides is stronger.

After smashing the skull of an undead with the hammer in his hand, Arthas asked without looking back, "Undead??? Or is it human??? ”

Locke looked at the familiar back, and then said slowly, "Human." ”

Arthas turned, his handsome face stained with the blood of the undead, his long blond hair stained with viscous stained blood, and his eyes burned with hatred.

"Who the hell are you?"

Locke was slightly stunned, he had also imagined the scene of meeting Arthas before, but when Arthas appeared in front of Locke again, he couldn't help but be stunned.

At this moment, Alsace was surrounded by golden holy light, and his strong personal emotions were far from the immortal king in Locke's memory.

He didn't intend to kill Arthas, because Arthas couldn't die yet, and once Lordaeron lost his future prince, the kingdom would collapse at an unimaginable rate, knowing that Lordaeron's kingdom was already over sixty years old.

If the king dies and Arthas dies, Lordaeron will be left in a vacancy, and many nobles will compete for the title of king, and the kingdom will be in flames.

In that case, how can they resist the impending Scourge Legion?

"I ...... It is the Grand Duke of Riptide Castle. His Royal Highness the Prince. Locke said calmly, he led the Nightmare Warhorse and walked over, and the Nightmare Warhorse snorted uneasily, as if he was unhappy with the holy light energy on Arthas not far away.

"Grand Duke of Riptide Castle......" Arthas withdrew his hammer, he walked out of the army, then looked at Locke in front of him and said, "I once heard your name, although there are some bad rumors, but I think it should be prejudice. ”

"Nice to meet you, my name is Arthas."

Locke nodded, then jumped onto the Nightmare Warhorse and said slowly, "I'm glad to meet you, Your Highness. ”

"But I have a question, and that is that you know where the king of Alterac has gone."

Arthas's eyes became serious, he stared at Locke in front of him, and said, "That's exactly what we're going to talk about next." ”