Alsace looked at the people in front of him and asked the question he really wanted to ask himself.
Although when he came, he was already prepared and had the idea of completely reducing Stratholme to nothing, but when it came time to actually implement it, he was still in constant pain and hesitation in his heart.
Because this thing is really terrible!
An entire city, with hundreds of thousands of people, will pay with their lives just because of their own ideas.
No matter they are noble or humble, no matter they are kind or benevolent, no matter what kind of life they live, they will directly become corpses under their own will!
Most of them can't even become immortals!
What a sad thing!
But this is something that must be done, because if he doesn't do this, his future will not be able to start.
"certainly……"
Baron Rivendell looked at Arthas. To be honest, Arthas's plan was more detailed than his. Once he saw Kel'Thuzad's plan to contaminate Stratholme, after learning necromancy with Arthas,
He only wanted to say one word about the plan he had made.
Terenas truly taught a good son!
Whether from a strategic or tactical perspective, Alsace was too perfect! Perfect to the extreme, he could even assert that even if he and Kel'Thuzad reviewed the review together, it would be impossible to formulate a plan.
Better plan!
No time to poison everyone?
Then randomly release the plague. As long as someone really becomes a brainless undead, then it is logical to gather everyone together and kill those who have the ability to resist!
After that, they naturally have a lot of time to release the plague! And they can also directly blame the demon named Tichondrius!
If they and the devil weren't working together, this plan would be extremely perfect!
It doesn't matter that they are actually on the same team, the demons don't care about Azeroth's reputation at all, and they don't care either.
But this method of Alsace is simply perfect!
Coupled with the fact that he is the mole and the people under him who are members of the cursed sect.
Even if he temporarily rebelled, it would be impossible to stop Arthas from massacring Stratholme!
This is pure genius!
But the problem is...
"This is a journey of justice! Rivendell! We are for eternal justice and fairness!"
There were some bloodshot eyes in Arthas's eyes. Killing these people made him feel heartbroken, but it was also something he had to do. As the king of Lordaeron and the only savior of the world, he had to do it.
Something to do!
He knew he would never be ready, but he had to take this step!
Just like he said countless times!
"This is the last drop of blood!"
He waved his arms, and the next moment, the acolytes who had been prepared stabbed their daggers into his heart, using their own lives to activate the power of the plague.
In an instant, the source of the plague that had been organized in Stratholme City and the food containing the plague that had been spread out long ago were activated. Those who ate the food all woke up in the middle of the night.
.
"Honey?"
The wife of a shoe maker opened her eyes in confusion. She had just felt that her husband was twitching and coughing. She looked at her husband who was struggling more and more with confusion and kept calling out.
The other person’s name.
However, something frightened her. Her husband was coughing out blood. The bright red blood was so dazzling under the moonlight that it almost made her heart stop beating!
"Honey! Just hold on! I'm going to find a doctor right now!"
The woman began to rummage frantically through her drawers, their money bags, her jewelry and dowry. At this time, she had no time to think about whether her husband could be saved. Instead, she wanted to give everything to save her lover's life.
To retain.
But just as she was rummaging through the boxes, her husband, who was coughing up blood, stood up slowly. Looking at the shadow of her husband standing up slowly, the woman who didn't notice anything wrong turned her head in surprise.
"Honey……"
Her voice died suddenly as her husband bit her throat.
Their children heard the screams and ran downstairs quickly.
The older child looked at his father's back shaking in the moonlight, and with some fear, he put his head into his parents' bedroom and shouted.
"Father?"
However, what he saw was a ferocious monster with a bloody face and internal organs in its mouth and hands!
"Ahhhh!!"
He roared out in horror and subconsciously hugged his sister and ran away, but his speed was not as fast as his father who had turned into a monster!
Next door to them, Old Tim felt the noise next door. He frowned and sat up from the bed. He knew that the life of the people next door had become a little difficult recently because of Li Ke, but it didn't matter.
That's why we should fight.
"This little bastard dares to beat his wife and his own children..."
He put on his clothes, walked out with a lantern, and knocked on the neighbor's door.
He kept patting, wanting to know what was going on, but now that he was patting, he saw that the lights were on in other rooms, and his neighbor hadn't opened the door yet, so he was a little angry.
"Hey! Stop making trouble! Can't we talk to each other as a family?!"
He shouted out half as a warning and half as an explanation, but the next moment, he heard a gnawing sound. He looked around suspiciously, but found nothing.
"Where did the big rat come from..."
He grunted twice, but under the dim light, he suddenly saw something dripping in front of him. He immediately looked down and found a red, viscous liquid.
He was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard. He turned around and saw the hand of the neighbor's little daughter, and then...
It was her broken head that fell to the ground.
He immediately felt fear. He raised his head, and under the moonlight, he saw the shadow of a monster covered in blood and gnawing on unknown objects!
And as if aware of his discovery, the monster raised its head, revealing its eyes that glowed red!
"Ahhhh!!!"
The screams woke up the neighborhood, but just when other people were planning to do something, some people started to vomit blood, or fainted to the ground. But just when their families were worried about this, they
The children, their fathers, their wives, their grandparents, even their uncles, their brothers all showed their fangs to them!
The roars continued, and the first victims, those whose bodies were not very mutilated, slowly stood up.
