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He experienced this change firsthand, and gradually discovered that it was abnormal.

Arthas had to choose to slaughter the city for the sake of the country, and the slaughter of the city is not a good thing, you could say that he was a bloody executioner. But I have to admit that he is also a good leader who is responsible and decisive.

Gianna is a maiden mage, so you can leave it alone.

But Uther's performance is inexplicable, as a man of many battles, his judgment of crisis situations should not be so inferior.

How terrible the plague of the undead was, he couldn't possibly not know that he wanted to prevent the prince from eradicating the plague because he wanted Lorendam to completely become a paradise for the undead?

Anyway, Ling Zifeng couldn't understand these questions.

In his opinion, this plot is very bloody.

There was nothing wrong with the prince's actions, at least until now, although his hands were stained with blood, his heart was not tainted.

As for the reason for his final fall, I am afraid that most of it is caused by the people around him who do not understand.

Stratholme's people were gradually slaughtered, and the further they went, the more Arsace was wise, for these plague-infected people had been transformed into the undead.

They frantically and bloodthirsty gnawed at Loredan's soldiers, not passively beaten at all, and even many soldiers died in the mouths of these undead.

"Concentrate on me, don't scatter!"

Arthas gave the order to assemble, and in order to prevent his soldiers from being surrounded by the undead alone, he had to slow down his march.

Ling Zifeng and the others were also struggling to kill, beads of sweat gradually appeared on their foreheads, dealing with more and more undead clans, even heroes would be tired.

"Seal King's Square, don't let the people with the plague rush out!"

Arthas could not care about the fatigue of their armies and heroes, and in order to stop the spread of the plague, they had to stop these crazy and terrifying undead.

Seeing his people gradually turn into terrifying enemies, Arthas's heart grows more and more grieved, and he must kill the Dreadlord and end this hellish nightmare as soon as possible.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, my prince, and I'm the Dreadlord Marganis."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall green creature appeared in front of everyone.

I saw a pair of huge fleshy wings on his back, two slightly curved horns on the top of his head, a mysterious light flashing in his blood-red eyes, and a green armor that made him look extraordinarily strong.

"Are you the culprit behind this disaster?"

Arthas looked at the demon with a cold look in his eyes and a cold voice.

"That's right, Stratholme will soon be reduced to a hell infested by the undead, and it won't be long before all of Lorendam will become a paradise of death, and everything you have done will be in vain."

Marganis' green pupils glowed with a wicked glow, and he sneered at the prince.

"Die, demon!"

Arthas picked up his sledgehammer and rushed forward, and he slammed it at the Dreadlord, and with a "thud", Malganis disappeared without a trace.

"It's an illusion!"

Ling Zifeng was secretly frightened, this Fear Demon King was really known for his cunning, and he didn't even want to reveal his true body, he was really a headache for his enemy.

"No, we have to speed up!"

A hint of pain flashed in Arthas's eyes, but he gritted his teeth and had a determined expression on his face.

Ling Zifeng knew that the prince's heart was conflicted, on the one hand, he didn't want the plague to continue spreading, and on the other hand, he couldn't bear to continue to slaughter.

However, there is no room for hesitation in the form of the present.

Without Uther's supervision and guidance, and without Gianna's gentleness and thoughtfulness, no one could stop Arthas's strong desire for revenge.

Despite the rebellion, Arthas carried out his plan.

He ordered his soldiers to slaughter the innocent citizens infected with the plague and to burn all the buildings in the city......

Ling Zifeng knew that none of the soldiers had noticed the change in Arthas at this time, and although he looked more frantic and ruthless than before, he was also becoming more and more courageous and resolute.

They seemed to be happy to accept this change from the prince, because it relieved them of the burden in their hearts, and they only had to obey orders.

Especially in such an environment of urgency.

"Kill, don't hesitate, destroy them before the Dreadlord!"

Ling Zifeng had long been immune to these bloody things, they had all seen the power of the undead, and it would be hundreds or thousands if they gathered casually for a while.

If the undead gather more, the situation on their side will become precarious.

"Quick, don't let the Dreadlord get ahead."

Arthas reluctantly gave the order.

In order to prevent more undead from appearing, they have launched a heinous killing race with the Dreadlord.

It was getting dark, and the city was even more eerie at night.

Magic, bursting arrows, and holy light all came and went in Stratholme for a while, illuminating the whole city as if it were day.

The cries, shouts of killing, and the roars of the undead were deafening, making the whole city feel as if it had exploded.

Stratholme's corpses were strewn with rivers of blood, and in just one day, tens of thousands of citizens were slaughtered, and the rest were all turned into terrifying undead.

Arthas looked at the dead citizens and felt a pang of discomfort in his heart. But the undead in the distance were already roaring towards this side, and he could only suppress the sadness in his heart and wave the butcher knife in his hand.

"Bang!"

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During the massacre of civilians, Arthas was extremely depressed and grieving, causing him to doubt his own strength and faith.

From a prince who yearns for the Holy Light, he gradually becomes an avenger who thirsts for all power.

Ling Zifeng saw all this in his eyes, and couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart: "It's strange, how does the task assigned by the main god feel a little strange this time." ”

Ling Zifeng shared this doubt with Hermione, and Hermione said that she was also aware of it, but she couldn't say what was wrong.

I just feel that this task is getting more and more dangerous......

The bloody slaughter of the city was finally over, and the undead were wiped out, and everyone's faces were covered with blood, and the eyes of the soldiers were full of pain and helplessness, and they had long felt grief.

Even Su Cheng and Ya'er had unbearable looks in their eyes.

Ling Zifeng and Hermione didn't feel anything, they were both a little special, Hermione was a three-nothing girl, and her mood was originally flat.

And Ling Zifeng is used to seeing life and death, and his heart has long become resolute after several years of experience, and he has a deep idea about this helpless slaughter.

"Hey, although the slaughter of the city is an evil act, judging this tragedy objectively and rationally, such an act is understandable and even reasonable in this environment."

"He's just trying to save more people, isn't that wrong......"