After traveling all night, Arthas and Jaina arrived at the outskirts of Stratholme City early the next morning.
Looking from a distance, with the power of the Holy Light in his body, Arthas sensed a huge evil entrenched in Stratholme City. This made Arthas realize that the Dread Lord Mal'Ganis was indeed in Stratholme.
In the city of Somme.
However, Arthas was unable to pinpoint the specific location of this evil aura. He knew that Mal'Ganis was hiding deliberately.
Just as Arthas was about to enter Stratholme City with Jaina to search for Mal'Ganis, the rumble of horse hooves was heard from behind. Looking back, he saw that it was Uther leading the paladins under his command.
Arrived.
Although Arthas left alone in anger, Uther was his mentor after all and was still worried about his safety, so shortly after Arthas and Jaina set off, he organized his army and followed him to Stratholme.
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After the two sides met outside Stratholme, Alsace also breathed a sigh of relief. With Uther's support, this was indeed a good thing for him. He greeted Uther with a smile and said: "I'm glad you did it.
Choose, Uther, you made the right decision!"
"Watch your tone, child!" Uther was a little dissatisfied. The reason why he chased after him was not because he agreed with Alsace's behavior, but because he simply fulfilled his responsibility to protect the crown prince. He said: "Although you are
Prince, but as a paladin, I am still your elder!"
"Well, I haven't forgotten." Alsace shrugged and said: "Uther, I need you to send your paladins into the city to find those infected grains. Blessed by the Holy Light, I hope they haven't been there yet.
distributed to residents."
Uther nodded, and everyone headed towards Stratholme City together.
The guards of Stratholme City recognized Alsace and did not dare to stop them from entering. However, when they entered Stratholme City, Alsace's expression changed drastically because he realized that they had arrived too late!
Most of the Stratholme residents they saw had symptoms of infection.
There is no doubt that that batch of grain has been distributed to the residents of Stratholme City, and has been eaten by them...
Was it last night or this morning? Alsace didn't know, but there was no point in tracing the time now.
Along the way, Arthas and Jaina have dealt with the natural disaster virus a lot, so they also have some understanding of the natural disaster virus. Once infected by this plague, it will only be a matter of time before the natural disaster breaks out.
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Although the Holy Light cannot purify these natural disaster viruses, it can detect these infected people. When Arthas walked in the city of Stratholme, the residents in the city also recognized his identity, so they all expressed their awe and admiration.
Looking at their prince, they felt honored that Arthas could come to Stratholme City.
But what they didn't know was that Alsace was heartbroken at this moment. Those adoring eyes were so inappropriate at this moment. Alsace hoped that the residents would not look at him with such eyes...
The infection situation exceeded Alsace's expectations. Alsace did not expect that the natural disaster virus would spread so violently. Stratholme's population density meant that once a natural disaster broke out, there would suddenly be an additional 100,000 people in the city.
Undead monsters are coming! These monsters will attack and kill people in the entire city in a short period of time. In the end, the entire Stratholme will fall!
Arthas only felt a shudder. He understood that his biggest test as the crown prince was coming.
Should we watch helplessly until the virus eventually breaks out in Stratholme City and turn the entire city into a purgatory, or should we take advantage of the opportunity to purify these infected people and protect those who have not yet been infected?
Looking back, Arthas looked at Uther and the paladin army he led. Perhaps when facing the enemy, this paladin army is an extremely powerful force, but now this paladin army cannot be deployed.
It was put to use. The power of the Holy Light was weak in the face of the natural disaster virus, which directly caused Arthas to be powerless.
Standing there, Alsace raised his head and looked at the sky for a long time. After thinking for a long time, he finally made up his mind.
He decided to do things his own way, and he chose the latter, purifying those who had been infected with the virus and preserving Stratholme!
But Arthas knows very well that these infected people have not yet become undead monsters. They are still humans and living people. This means that if he implements this choice, he will personally massacre his people!
Turning around, Arthas said categorically to Uther and the Paladins: "The entire city must be purified! We must eliminate these infected people in advance!"
After hearing Alsace's words, everyone was stunned. It took a moment for Uther to come back to his senses and said angrily: "How could you even think of doing this? There must be some other way..."
"But we don't have time!" Alsace interrupted: "Uther, you don't want to see us surrounded by hundreds of thousands of undead in this city, right?"
"I really don't want this! But..." Uther said angrily. Of course he knew what Arthas said was right, but his belief in the Holy Light made him unable to accept Arthas's decision.
Looking at his expression, Alsace immediately understood that Uther was bound by the dogma of his belief again, so he said angrily: "Damn it! Uther! As the future king, I order you to execute it.
My order is to kill all infected people in the city!"
"No!" Uther retorted loudly: "You are not the king now, my child. Even if you are the king, I will not obey your orders!"
"Then I will regard your behavior as treason!"
"Treason!? Are you crazy, Arthas!?" Uther looked at Arthas with wide eyes.
However, Alsace's face was full of coldness at this moment. He took a step back and said: "Uther, in the name of my inheritance, I announce that you will be relieved of your duties and deprive you of the title of Paladin!"
Hearing that Arthas actually announced this, Jaina said in disbelief: "No, Arthas! You can't do this!"
"That's enough!" Jaina's words were rudely interrupted by Arthas. He walked up a step and stood on a high point and said to the paladins below: "Those who still hope to save this city and save this continent
People, follow me! As for others...please disappear from my eyes!"
The paladins below looked at each other, but Arthas just stared at them, forcing them to make a decision.
So soon, some people took a step back and stood behind Uther, while others chose to follow Alsace.
"You... just crossed a dangerous threshold, Arthas!" Uther looked at Arthas with great disappointment. After saying that, he turned and left with the paladins behind him.
Arthas looked expressionless at his departure, and turned to look at Jaina.
However, something happened that made Arthas angry. His childhood sweetheart, Jaina Proudmoore, whom he had always admired, chose to go against him this time. The moment Jaina turned around and left, Arthas couldn't help but
Opened his mouth and said: "Gianna!?"
"I'm sorry, Arthas, I can't watch you do this..." Jaina lowered her head, hugged her staff tightly with both hands, hiding all her expressions under the mage's hood, and left these words
After saying that, she also left, but she didn't chase Uther.
Regardless of Uther or Jaina, although they parted ways with Arthas, they actually did not leave Stratholme City too far. Instead, they held hope and wanted to find other ways to save Stratholme City.
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His mentor, his girlfriend, and the two people Alsace trusted the most all left him. This made Alsace very shaken. He began to doubt himself again and whether he was really wrong.
However, Arthas soon reaffirmed his thoughts. He believed that he was not wrong. He was the crown prince and the man who would be crowned king in the future. He must think about the entire kingdom. Once the city of Stratholme fell completely,
, then it will affect the entire Kingdom of Lordaeron.
A massacre began. Arthas led the paladins who followed him, as well as some of Stratholme's guards who were willing to carry out his orders, and rushed into the houses. They found out who among the residents
The infected people personally waved the butcher knife to kill them. As for those who were not infected, Alsace was also worried, especially those who stayed with the infected people, so he finally killed them all together.
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Screams, wails, and the pungent smell of blood began to spread in the city of Stratholme. However, as the massacre continued, Arthas's heart became colder and colder.
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At this moment, a burst of wild laughter came. Not far in front of Alsace, a huge demon projection slowly emerged. This demon had a pale face, curved horns on the top of its head, and a shadow behind it.
Flaunting his demon wings, he showed a cruel smile on his face and said to Arthas: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, young prince! I am Mal'Ganis!"
"Mal'Ganis!!" Arthas pointed the paladin's hammer at him angrily: "I will find you and tear your disgusting wings to pieces with my own hands!"
However, Mal'Ganis didn't care about Alsace's threat and said with a grin: "Do you think killing these infected people in advance can stop me? It's useless. From now on, I will immediately start the transformation ritual.
, transform these infected people into undead soldiers, until all the fire of life in the entire city is completely extinguished!"
"I will not allow this!" Alsace was overwhelmed with anger. He roared: "I would rather they die in my hands than become your slaves!"
"Really? Then try to stop me!" Mal'Ganis smiled wildly, and his figure gradually began to disappear, leaving behind a sentence: "Then let's have a game and see whether you or I win.
win……"
"I will win. I will kill you with my own hands, Mal'Ganis!" Arthas knelt down on one knee, punched the ground with hatred, and growled in a low voice: "Bet on my life, I
This revenge will definitely be completed!”
In this way, the Stratholme Killing Competition, which shocked the world for generations to come, began...
