Vol 2 Chapter 192: : Tucheng

Child, the day you were born, the entire Lordaeron whispered your name, Alsace.
I proudly watch you grow up every day and become the embodiment of justice.
You have to remember that we have always ruled this country with wisdom and power.
I also believe that you will use your mighty power cautiously.
But the real victory, my son, is to inspire the hearts of the people.
Someday.
My life will reach the end.
And you, will be crowned king.
Ten things in the world are unsatisfactory. This day is the day of disaster for Lordaeron.
After killing Kel'Thuzad, Arthas led his army to start a long-term rush and purge.
But this is useless. The people of Lordaeron are still suffering and dying incessantly, and are degenerating into a rotten undead natural disaster.
And Arthas desperately wants to save more people, his heart is bleeding.
In a small village in the Stratholme area, Alsace rescued a small group of surviving villagers. A little boy named Timmy looked at the prince riding a holy light horse in front of him with reverence, he asked: Your prince, will you always protect us? "
Arthas smiled with relief and joy. He rolled over and squatted down to touch Timmy's head.
"Of course, I will always protect my people, for which I am willing to pay any price."
Some are sad and some are sigh.
And in another small village called Dallon County in the distance, it has now been turned into a piece of debris, without any survivors.
In the ruins of the broken house, a bright ghost suddenly appeared. She seemed to not see her body with a trace of temperature. She also did not understand the mysterious voice echoing in her mind. The will of the Lich King controlled this spirit. The extremely pure little girl did not play any role.
Pamela looked puzzled, and she quickly walked out of the house and looked at the surrounding villages that had turned into burning ruins.
Where have people gone? What about mom and dad? and also. . . What about your own doll?
Suddenly, there was a noise in the distance, and then a group of terrible monsters ran from the village road. Pamela immediately hid into his home in horror and shrank in a dark corner.
The ghouls wandered aimlessly, without finding any breath of the living, roaring in disappointment for a while, and then left again.
This wandering Scourge Hunter is everywhere on the plague land at this moment.
Who can help me!
Pamela was full of fear, but she didn't realize that she could no longer shed tears.
Lordaeron is burning and falling.
And the other latest news made Alsace even more anxious.
After a long time, a large-scale natural disaster plague broke out in Stratholme, and Alsace, who was about to crack, immediately led his army to Stratholme.
Uther the light messenger seemed to perceive the prince's thoughts. He tried to persuade him along the way, but to no avail.
In front of Stratholme city gate, it is now approaching the sunset, and the whole city seems to be wrapped in golden light, which is extremely sacred and solemn.
"Alsace, what are you going to do?" Uther's face looked anxious.
"Do what I should do, take on my obligations, mentor." Alsace looked calm and filled with firmness.
That ’s it, what other solutions are there?
For the safety of the entire kingdom, and for the continuation of the people of Lordaeron, besides slaughtering the city, in order to achieve the purpose of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, what other methods are there?
Sacrificing some people and saving most people, Arthas has never been a superficial and stupid Virgin. He knows what he is doing, and he has been mentally prepared to bear the infamy after all this happened.
"His prince, will you protect us forever?"
For the kingdom and the people, they are willing to pay any price. . .
Uther shook his head in pain, "No ... Arthas, listen to me, there must be other ways, you can't just rush into the slaughter city, this is sin, this is a betrayal to the people of Lordaeron ! "
Jaina covered her mouth when she heard the words, but she never expected that Arthas was going to slaughter the city.
"There is no other way. You know this. If the city of Stratholme falls and all the people become undead, then the entire Stratholme area is over! Lordaeron is over! Now only the plague infected Citizens killed all and burned the bodies, so that there is hope to stop this terrible plague! "
Arthas shouted at Uther, venting his emotions.
Yeah, I do n’t want to, but what is the solution?
The quarrel on the ground is inexcusable, and in the high sky, there is an imperceptible distortion of time. The two eternal dragons are observing the form below, and they are also arguing.
"Eonus, we must stop Alsace's plan to save the city and save this human disaster!" Eternal Dragon Lord Tempoulus narrowed his eyes and said to his companion.
Ionus slowly shook his huge black faucet, "No, Arthas is no longer the key to human hope. Let him go, bearing the destiny of humans and the world of Azeroth. Has no more responsibility for him. "
Temples widened his eyes when he heard the news, his face unbelievable.
"What are you talking about? Our mission of the Eternal Dragon is to save all this, regardless of whether Arthas is important, but if he is stopped, humanity will have a strong military force!"
"Is it? I think there is a strong resistance. Our current mission is to clear all obstacles on the way forward in the southern part of the mainland. Now that Lordaeron is also an enemy, then it is also an obstacle, even They are both human beings, and that is also a necessary sacrifice. "
"No, Ionus! You have been confused by the Titan Spirit who suddenly appeared. He may be the one who changed his fate, but he is by no means a hope to save the human world! You ... uh ... . "
Before Temple finished, he felt a sudden pain in his chest.
He looked down with difficulty and looked down ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The other eternal dragon appeared quietly for some time, and thrust the dragon's claw into his chest suddenly, digging out his still beating heart.
"Farewell, Temple, your current thinking has also become an obstacle to the Titan deity, so ... please also die." Ionus narrowed his eyes coldly.
Watching Temple's body slowly melt into a stream of black sand, and dissipate in the long river of the world.
Afterwards, Ionus looked at the time and space hunter who was standing by. "At this moment, a bronze dragon should be lurking in the city to get him out. Although we do not intend to interfere in everything here, it is also good to assimilate a bronze dragon of."
The Space-Time Hunter is leading his life and is about to leave, and Ionus stops him again.
"Also, collect samples and characteristics of the Scourge and Plague, and I will give these to the Titan Divine."
The space-time hunter tapped the tap, his wings fluttered, and landed quickly towards the city below.
Ionus hovered in the sky and continued to look at the human army at the gate below for a moment, then disappeared slowly.
The Eternal Dragon gave up Alsace, and no longer stopped and interfered with his slaughter.
Arthas is right, and the eternal dragon is also right. Like the people in Stratholme, Arthas is also just a chess piece that can be sacrificed for the future and the overall situation.