In front of the gates of Stratholme, the violent quarrel finally came to an end.

Uther and Gianna left angrily, unable to accept the slaughter of the city, much less the invisible and strange changes in Arthas.

"Uther, are you ready to disobey my orders, disobey your country?"

"You are not my king yet, Arthas. Uther replied calmly, and then there was a pleading in his eyes.

"Stop, Arthas, and don't let this become irreparable. ”

Arthas sneered a few times when he heard this, "Very well, then I hereby announce that I will remove Uther* from all positions and ranks of the Lightbringer, and immediately return to the capital of Lordaeron to await trial." ”

With that, he turned to look at his lover Gianna.

"Are you going to abandon me, Gianna?"

Gianna shook her head with tears in her eyes.

"I have not abandoned you, Arthas, it is you who have abandoned me, it is you who have abandoned your people. ”

Watching the two most important people in his life ride away, Arthas has very mixed feelings at the moment.

There is anger, incomprehension, sadness and determination.

yes, everybody left me, everybody objected to my actions, thought I was crazy, thought I was extreme.

But I know it's right, it's something that has to be insisted on, and that's the only way.

Everything I do is for the people of Lordaeron and for the country I love so much.

"Your Royal Highness, will you protect us forever?"

"Of course, I will always protect my people, and I am willing to pay any price for that. ”

The conversation with the little boy named Timmy resurfaced in Arthas's mind.

So... Just do it.

Taking a deep breath, His Royal Highness turned to look at the gates of Stratholme, behind whom were his incomparably loyal soldiers.

"Into town!"

Stratholme was bleeding, and the people at the city gate were overjoyed when they saw His Royal Highness the prince leading his army.

The prince has come down to protect them! Stratholme is saved!

They all ran to His Royal Highness, whose face was calm, and then fell to their knees.

"I'm so sorry... For all of this. ”

That's all Alsace said.

Then the people looked at their beloved prince with great horror and bewilderment.

Why did His Highness lay swords on his people?

Why did he do it?

The chaos was exacerbated by the hordes of undead who poured in from the depths of the city, and the Prince's army went from picking the infected to killing them.

Because no one can escape the plague of natural disasters, perhaps they have already been infected.

The city is burning, and there are piles of corpses being burned everywhere.

There are undead and there are normal human residents.

Arthas led his elite guards all the way to the city's town hall square.

After bloody battles and killings all the way, His Royal Highness finally arrived at the Town Hall Square.

By now the square has long since changed, the town hall has been razed and a spiritual tower has taken its place, standing in the middle of the square.

Around the square, truckloads of plague grain were piled up, and the amount was so huge that it was almost numb.

If all this food is distributed, then the entire continent will be infected by the plague of natural disasters.

And underneath the Psychic Tower, Arthas saw the source of it all, or at least that's what he thought.

It was a tall Dreadlord who was smiling at him.

"What a wonderful killing, Your Highness the Prince, I salute you. The Dreadlord Malganis bowed in disguise and let out a low laugh.

Arthas, on the other hand, looked hateful as he raised the golden Flame Warhammer in his hand and roared towards the Dreadlord.

"You're going to die! Devil! You're going to pay for all this, for your crimes against Lordaeron!"

The Prince's Holy Light Warhammer struck Malganis hard, and a shield of energy made of evil flames suddenly poured out from the latter's body, blocking the blow, and the two energies collided, and suddenly burst out a large scattered spark.

"It's not time yet, Your Royal Highness, come to the Northrend continent to find me... There, you will understand your true destiny. ”

Marganis chuckled lowly, and quickly turned into a swarm of shadow bats and left the fallen city that had become the realm of the undead.

"No, come back, coward, I'll go to Northrend to find you, demon bastard! I'll hunt you down to the ends of the earth!"

Arthas's eyes were red, and he yelled as if he were crazy.

Stratholme is finished, and the mastermind behind all this has escaped, and he will never let him go like this.

I'm going to lead an expedition north to Northrend and kill that damn demon and all the participants!

Now, he must return to the capital of Lordaeron and ask for his father's permission.

South of the continent, Stormwind City, Stormwind Fortress.

Boss Hu threw a copy of the latest information on the table in front of King Lane.

"Look, our Royal Highness Prince of Alsace is about to begin his journey to the death. ”

King Ryan immediately opened the information and read it, and the more he looked down, the more his hands trembled.

Lothar also came over curiously at this time, standing next to Ryan and reading all kinds of tragic things in the northern continent.

"Lord Divine Venerable, the initiator of this undead scourge is the fraudster Kilgardan?" said Medivan, with an extremely old face, sat on a fur chair beside her, holding a warm eggnog in her hand.

Hu Feng nodded, "It's just another poor worm who was instigated by the Burning Legion and sent over to fight as cannon fodder, that Lich King Nao Zu was an orc shaman in his lifetime, the patriarch of the Shadow Moon Clan, and now a pathetic soul who is forever bound to ice cubes." ”

"Orcs and orcs are orcs again, how cannon fodder are orcs... First the orcs are alive, and now the orcs are dead, endlessly!" Lothar complained loudly.

It seems that the orc control of the deceitr Kilgardan cannot be changed.

Well, it's all to blame for the orc hero Brooks, if he hadn't killed all sides in the world of Argus and reported his detailed name, which left an extremely deep impression on Kilgardan, the fraudsters wouldn't have been so interested in orcs.

If you say you kill it, kill it, what kind of name!

Being the first creature to enter the world of Argus and slashing Sargeras with his battle axe is a great honor.

Well... In this case, it is indeed a great loss not to report your name.

"It's just that this won't be the case soon, otherwise why do you think Naozu would go to great lengths to attract Arthas to the continent of Northrend?"

Ryan's eyes narrowed when he heard this, his eyes full of horror.

"The Lich King wanted a body that could move freely, and Arthas was the perfect fit. ”

Boss Hu nodded and shook his head again.

"So we're going to have to make the next step, and oh, you're not right, the Lich King's first choice is you, and the second is Lothar, but because you don't have much chance under my watch, you have to choose Arthas in the end. ”

That's right, in the predetermined fate, the Lich King is indeed ready to choose King Ryan or Lothar, two strong old fritters.

However, because of the fall of Stormwind, King Ryan died, and Lothar also died in the Blackstone Tower, and the Grand Duke of Berval took the young Prince Varian north to Lordaeron to seek support.

So the Lich King finally chose Arthas as his physical vehicle.