Chapter 1570

But Lisa's voice.

Naturally carried a soothing effect.

Hundreds of people.

In the end, only fifty survived.

Arthas mocked Uther and Jaina behind him: "Do you see? Three-quarters of the people have turned into undead. If you choose to do nothing.

These remaining citizens will also perish.

Open your dog eyes and see clearly...

Miss Jean, I leave the rest to you... We need to save more citizens."

"Okay!"

Barbara, beside them, began to apply various spells to the soldiers.

The holy light shone continuously.

And the Prince led the soldiers to begin attacking the city.

Every place they passed, a large number of citizens would die.

However, the good news was... there would always be some among the crowd who were not infected.

This made Arthas feel slightly better inside.

Citizens were saved one place after another.

When they arrived at the third location.

A citizen appeared before Arthas.

But before the other party could speak.

They were blown away by a bolt of thunder.

"Little one... I can see your malice clearly. Reveal your true form..."

As Lisa's voice fell.

The citizen who had been blown away.

Revealed their true face.

The other party was actually a necromancer.

There was no skin on their body at all, only rotting flesh.

Two balls of soul fire were burning fiercely in the depths of their eyes.

"It really is the forces of the undead... Men, be on guard..."

Swish.

Swish.

Swish.

Dozens of disguised undead appeared.

But before they could attack, they were pierced through by Barbara's water splashes.

Prayer Priest.

No... now she was a battle mage.

Those terrifying water spikes.

Could cut through the bodies of these undead.

Then Jean took the lead, using the Holy Light to charge forward.

"Everyone follow me, these guys know we have seen through their conspiracy and are creating disaster..."

"Charge, soldiers..."

Arthas hurriedly chased after them.

A game of racing against time had begun.

Arthas's strength was still decent.

Plus, with the help of Jean and the others.

They soon saved hundreds of people.

However, a large number of corpses were presented before him.

The rolling rain.

Soaked the Prince's armor.

Arthas looked at those corpses and whispered: "Why is this happening... must my citizens die like this?"

"No... Your Highness, there is still a turning point."

"Oh? May I ask... what should I do? Facing the Scourge, I feel powerless..."

Exhaustion surged into his heart.

Arthas felt a trace of self-doubt.

Lisa said to him: "To fight the Scourge, the whole world must fight together... And what do you think the outcome of this calamity is?

Is it these citizens... or is it plotting against the human world?

No... it is neither...

The Scourge has set its sights on you... a puppet in desperate need of power.

They need your fall.

So that they can conquer the world..."

Listening to the story of the Scourge told by the other party.

And the existence of the Lich King.

And even the collusion between the Shadowlands and the Scourge.

Arthas couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

So that was how it was.

The whole purpose was just himself.

As long as he went to Northrend.

Then everything would be over.

So, he was the target... and not the Lich King controlled by the Burning Legion.

"So that's it... I understand. Honestly... the moment Jaina betrayed me, I really almost walked into the darkness... Thank you for the reminder, Miss Lisa."

· ··Seeking flowers····· ····

You are right...

This world needs light.

But it is not Uther, nor is it Jaina... it is I, Arthas!

Let us continue forward. When this is over... I will hold a grand assembly.

I will defeat the Scourge and prove myself..."

Understanding the whole story.

Arthas actually understood.

Even if he became the Lord of the Scourge.

He could not change anything.

Instead, he would become their puppet.

Since that was the case, why should he foolishly deliver himself to them?

Lisa smiled and said: "Of course... the future can be changed. Do not believe everything the Bronze Dragons say. If the future were fixed... then they would not be dragons.

But Titans who transcend this world.

Titans who master the power of time.

Do not yet know how the future will be.

How dare mere dragons speak so boastfully that this world cannot be changed?"

They headed toward the depths of Stratholme.

And the Bronze Dragons in that space-time rift.

Had somewhat ugly expressions.

These guys were the ones who maintained the order of time and space. ===== CHAPTER 1572 =====