Chapter 869： The boiling fire of revenge

The fierce battle was over, the cursed black land was devastated, and lying black and twisted human corpses, these people obviously experienced great pain, and it seemed that even the souls after death were uneasy.

Although he personally killed the orc Juggernaut, the rescue operation undoubtedly failed.

Standing among the many dead, Arthas looked at his hands intricately, the once omnipotent power of the Holy Light, but could not save the lives of these people. He did not fulfill his promise to Steinblad. With unspeakable sense of frustration and guilt, and even some hesitation about the light of faith.

He can't forget the hopeful eyes of those people looking at him!

He can't forget the promise he made to the little boy!

He can't forget that he is the hope of this kingdom!

However, the corpse on the ground almost shattered his pride and made him realize that his strength is not strong enough!

"I need stronger power to protect my kingdom and people!" Arthas murmured.

Young princes make mistakes that most young people make. When they find that things are not in their control, they tend to go to an extreme. At this time, they need to be patiently enlightened by experienced people, especially the methods and methods. important.

Perhaps Uther is an excellent martial arts and religious mentor, but he is too conservative and obviously does not understand the mentality of young people.

When he and Tirion Fording arrived in a hurry, what they saw was the slightly confused prince. Faced with Arthas’s burning vengeance and the request to continue to track down the culprit, Uther took out. With the almost rigid dogma of the Knights of the Silver Hand, in the face of the two outstanding paladins, Arthas had no choice but to retreat.

At this time, everyone can feel the hesitation and dissatisfaction in Alsace's heart, and the blazing fire of revenge often burns not only the enemy!

The picture suddenly switched. In the gloomy building, Kel'Thuzad seemed to be performing some kind of ritual. After learning the result he wanted, he received the instruction of the voice that led him to become a necromancer, a large number of cursing the gods. The believers were assembled, and their target was the food dispatch and storage center in the northern kingdom of Lordaeron.

"Alsace..." A vague and evil voice rang from the gloomy building.

Uther asked Arthas and Tirion Fording to temporarily stay at Steinblad to rebuild the defenses here, and he returned to the palace of Lordaeron with the news of a mysterious curse. Terenas II responded to this. Unable to do anything, I had to turn to the Kirin Tor Council in Dalaran. Antonidas took this matter very seriously, and sent his proud disciple Jaina to lead a group of wizards to Lordaeron to investigate the incident.

On the other hand, Arthas and Tirion Fording received a report that an unknown plague began to spread in the north of Steinblad, affecting the stability of the northern border of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, and Arthas passed After a period of investigation and analysis, it was believed that there was an inevitable connection between this plague and the previous curse, and Tirion Fording was asked to send troops to investigate, but was flatly rejected.

The prince who is eager to find out the truth and revenge can be imagined for his dissatisfaction with the rigid Knights of the Silver Hand.

Fortunately, he didn't wait too long. Arthas waited for orders from Terenas and the Kirin Tor Council to protect and assist a female mage in investigating the incident.

"No matter what I do, no matter what I become, I will always care about you, Jaina."

The mage that Arthas was waiting for was not someone else, but his lover, Jaina Proudmoore, who hadn’t seen each other for more than a year, and both of them had matured a lot in their conversations and exchanges, and their attitude towards love became more rational. He had always cherished the necklace Jaina gave to Arthas, and Jaina had always understood it—perhaps this was the best interpretation of the love between Arthas and her.

Love is not the theme of the film, but another factor in Alsace's fall, so most of it ends there.

In a very short period of time, an unknown terrible plague slowly spread across the land of Lordaeron. Kel'Thuzad also took the opportunity to lead the cursed cult to make waves in the kingdom of Lordaeron. The evil doctrines he spread blinded countless people. People who yearn for happiness and transformed them into natural disaster undead like walking corpses through the terrible plague virus.

The undead natural disaster not only threatened the stability of Lordaeron's border, but also shaken the foundation of the entire Kingdom of Lordaeron.

Arthas was distraught. When he rushed to the Andorhal area with Jaina that night, the events that affected Alsace's life finally happened. Arthas and Jaina began to study this deadly plague and found that they were affected by this. People affected by the plague became terrible soldiers of the undead.

This undead army is actually the Scourge.

What happened made Alsace very shocked and sorrowful. Almost all people became undead walking dead overnight, and the great panic caused by the plague to the people of Lordaeron also made Alsace very distressed.

A strong sense of responsibility and historical mission made Arthas hate the natural disasters and the undead, and this hatred also turned into a strong desire for revenge in his heart.

"Desire. Hope can give people the greatest degree of motivation."

Seeing Alsace killing those real creepy undead monsters on the screen, Kenneth Turan couldn’t help muttering to himself, “When people are pursuing and satisfying their own desires, they will do their best, even Deviate from some of my own life principles."

Next to him, Todd McCarthy said, "Historically, there are countless people who are unscrupulous in order to achieve their goals. Alsace has such a sign at this time. Under such circumstances, once the fuse appears, it will It is possible to lose yourself."

The most pressing issue now is to trace the source of the plague. Arthas and Jaina followed the clues left by the cursed cult, all the way to the food transfer center in the northern kingdom of Lordaeron, which was here, affecting Alsace’s Another important thing happened.

Nearly half of his elite guard and guard Darian Mograine ate the contaminated food and contracted the undead plague, which also enabled Jaina and Arthas to finally find a way to curse the cult to spread the plague.

However, it was too late. Neither the power of Alsace’s light nor the magic of Jaina were able to relieve the plague’s impact on people. The local garrison and some members of the Prince’s Guard became one after another. The enemy that Arthas vowed to destroy.

The former comrades died in pain, and slowly stood up to become their own enemies. Companions killed by them will also become enemies. This feeling of wielding a butcher knife to the comrades who were once dependent on life and death will definitely not feel good. !

"Oh endless holy light, why can't you have mercy on their souls!"

The barracks turned into a battlefield. After Alsace purified several undeads, he finally rushed to Darion Mograine. Because of the relationship with the Ashbringer holding the sacred instrument, Darion has not yet turned into an undead, but he has also arrived. On the occasion of dying.

"hold onto!"

Supported by more than a dozen people, Arthas threw away the warhammer and hugged Darion on one knee, "Hold on, my brother!"

"Sorry, Arthas!"

Darion's hand was slowly placed on Arthas's arm, "I can't fight alongside you!"

"I will save you!"

As he spoke, Arthas used several holy light spells one after another, the golden sacred light, which continuously spilled on Darion's body, as expected, without any effect.

"Don't waste your energy, Arthas, keep your strength to fight the undead!"

Suddenly, the dying Darion Mograine gained a little more strength, and he grabbed Alsace's arm hard, "I beg you for one thing, Arthas!"

He looked at his friend sincerely, and after Alsace nodded, he said, "Let me die gloriously as a human, don't let me become those dirty monsters!"

"No..." The young prince's body was shaking.

"Fulfill me, my brother, this is my last request!"

If there is a choice, these brave warriors would rather be crushed to pieces than to become the undead of natural disasters. Arthas’s hands were shaking. He didn’t want to see his friends turn into skeletons or zombies. He couldn’t refuse Darion’s request. He also knew that Rian should die gloriously as a human!

He pulled out the dagger from his waist, and the huge power of holy light was blessed on it. The dagger shining with sacred light approached Darian Mograine's heart bit by bit.

"My brother, my friend, my partner..."

Seeing the relief that appeared in Darion's eyes, Arthas slowly closed his eyes, and a tear inadvertently slipped from the corner of his eyes, dripping onto the land blacked by the plague.

"Rest in peace, Darion!"

Putting down the breathless body in his arms Alsace grabbed the warhammer next to him and stood up suddenly. The young and handsome face was full of revenge anger, and the light of compassion became him. With the killing weapon in his hand, countless undead were purified in the blow of Menethil's power.

"This is the Holy Light? It can't save my people, my comrades-in-arms, my brother, or my kingdom!"

When the battle ended, Arthas faced the heavy casualties of the guard, further deepening his suspicion of the Holy Light.

Anyone can tell from his gloomy face that the prince's faith has been seriously shaken.

But there was not much time left for Alsace to think and grieve. Jaina quickly found him and reminded him, "The grain in the granary is likely to be contaminated, and the grain has been transferred to Stratholme in the north! "

The matter was more serious than Alsace had imagined. At this time, the most important thing to do was to chase the food convoy, but before he could gather his troops, the undead of natural disasters flooded towards the food transfer station like a tide. r1152

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