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Locke walked towards the gate of Stratholme with heavy steps, he staggered towards the gate of Stratholme with a blank face, and before his eyes, the hourglass that had just floated in mid-air disappeared and was replaced by a bustling crowd. This also represents that the bronze dragon has reversed time, the hourglass floating in mid-air is called the time hourglass, which is the equipment used by the bronze dragon to correct time, the bronze dragon appeared in front of Locke from the beginning, it was with the purpose of delaying time, and now, the time hourglass has successfully repaired itself. The entire Stratholme is reset to the historical Stratholm who was about to break out of the plague.

Locke staggered along, his body very tired from the fierce battle just now, and every step he took felt like his body was falling apart. But he still walked towards the gates of Stratholme, because ...... There is no salvation for the city.

On the streets of Stratholme, many residents began to discuss the small things of daily life, but many more focused on the recent massive stomach aches in the city. They say the reason why the residents of Stratholme are uncomfortable is because the groundwater beneath the city is contaminated, which makes most of the people sick.

Locke staggered down the streets of Stratholme, the sounds of the surrounding residents laughing, children playing, and bargaining, echoed in Locke's ears, making him feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, walking on this bustling street, Locke felt as if he was in the same world as himself...... In the wrong box.

This feeling has been there since he crossed over, but now, in his heart, this feeling is getting bigger and bigger. He looked around and whispered, "Spare me." ”

The smell of blood came from the viscous air, and the screams coming from the depths of the city of Stratholme had clearly indicated that the plague had begun to break out. Locke clenched the weapon in his hand, he was determined to fight against the natural disaster, he must fight until the last moment, so that the entire city of Stratholme is unimaginable, which means that the Eastern Plague Land will appear on the land of Lordaeron in advance, and the undead disaster with this wave of advantages will definitely let the Burning Legion come to this world in advance, and in this way, everything is over.

Despair gradually surfaced in Locke's mind. But he still moved forward, without glancing behind Stratholme.

For, in front of Locke, was already the gate of Stratholme, which had been built for centuries, and today it was about to come to an end. The flames will cleanse the city.

"It's too late, the inhabitants of Stratholme have already been infected, and while they appear normal on the surface, turning into the undead is inevitable."

Arthas's voice came from outside Stratholme, and when he heard this familiar voice, Locke really wanted to let out a wry smile, he held on for so long, just to change history, when nothing has changed now.

Locke quickened his pace, the expression on his face gradually became cold, since nothing can be changed, then use the easiest way to solve the undead disaster. Judge everything by force.

As he staggered, he pulled out a small black book from his chest, and he suddenly remembered the seriousness on his face when the eternal dragon Liliana handed the small black cover book.

"The book...... You can summon a Void Lord, this kind of forbidden book, I hope you don't use it until the end. ”

Locke whispered, "This book, connect the void...... Liliana, how much are you hiding? ”

In the midst of the black oppressive clouds, Locke finally reached the gates of Stratholme, where thousands of elites of the Knights of the Silver Hand and the Lordaeron Legion had gathered.

A gentle breeze blew on Locke's cheeks, a precursor to a torrential rain, and the blackened clouds combined with the raging majesty were already the precursors of the storm.

"The whole city must be purified." Arthas announced in an icy tone.

"What, how can you have such a thought." Standing beside Arthas was Bright Uther, an old paladin with shock written all over his face, and as the head of the Silver Hand, he was stunned by Arthas's words.

Uther paused, then said, "There must be another solution." ”

Arthas stared at Uther in front of him and rebuked angrily: "Uther is bold, I am your future king, and I command you to cleanse the city. ”

Uther looked at Arthas, who was gradually becoming stranger in front of him, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Child, you are not my king yet, and even if you were my king, I would not carry out such an order. ”

"Then I can only regard your actions as treason." Arthas uttered the words slowly.

Uther lengthened his tone: "Treason...... You're crazy, Arthas. ”

"Am I crazy!?" Arthas whispered, and then his voice raised: "Then, Uther, I announce in my capacity as Lordaeron **** that you will once again be relieved of the command of the Eastern Military Region and suspended from the position of commander of the Silver Hand. ”

"Arthas, you can't do that." Gianna said hurriedly. She stood beside Uther, trepidation written across her face.

"This matter has been decided." Arthas looked at Stratholme behind him, the city was gradually becoming dark under the dark clouds: "I want to save Lordaeron...... Just follow me, the others, get out of here. ”

Uther turned his head in absolute absoluteness, he knew very well that Arthas would not be following his orders, and he comforted the war horse under his crotch: "Arthas, you have just crossed a very dangerous line. ”

Gianna followed, and she followed Uther as she planned to leave the camp in Arthas.

"Gianna?" Arthas shouted as he looked at Gianna's back.

But Gianna didn't turn around: "I'm sorry, I can't see you doing such a thing. ”

Arthas was silent, he turned to look at the legion below, although the Knights of the Silver Hand had left two-thirds, but the remaining third was absolutely in favor of him to deal with Stratholme, if you added the Lordaeron Legion, it would be enough to deal with the plague in Stratholme.

Locke walked slowly, and saw in his eyes the fierce quarrel ahead, which would belong to the historical memory, in which Arthas would slaughter the undead in Stratholme, and then organize an expeditionary force to Northrend.

History has been retracked. (To be continued.) )