Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!"What?! You want to go alone?! This is too dangerous!" Jaina firmly disagreed with Arthas going to the southern camp alone.

Arthas explained to her patiently, "Jaina, his goal is me. If you go, it will be dangerous."

Mal'Ganis is to lead the prince of Lordaeron on the path of corruption, thereby subverting the most powerful kingdom of mankind, weakening the power of Azeroth, and paving the way for the invasion of the Legion.

This means that Mal'Ganis cares whether he is dead or alive, but not the life and death of others who follow him.

According to Thassarian, the southern camp is not three hundred brainless zombies, but three hundred undead warriors with considerable combat effectiveness.In this case, even a fully armed and powerful privy knight would have no effect when facing undead who were dozens of times more numerous than themselves and were difficult to kill.

And Jaina's situation will be even more dangerous. As an archmage, her primary firepower output point will definitely be taken care of by Mal'Ganis. Instead of letting them go deep into the danger, it is better to let herself go alone.

Although Farrick and the others did not want the prince to take the risk personally, it was after Arthas's order and they could not disobey, but Jaina was different. She would never allow Arthas to do this. In her opinion It is the act of death.

"No matter what you say, I won't let you go alone! The best way now is to wait here for Sir Uther's reinforcements." Jaina's beautiful eyebrows were squeezed together. "This is what you taught me. , Can't act recklessly!"

"We should indeed wait for Teacher Uther's reinforcements, but I don't think the Dreadlord will wait for us too long." Arthas understood that if Mal'Ganis' conspiracy in Lordaeron could not be ended this time, it would be an abomination. Where will the devil hide?

With their existing manpower, it was basically impossible to keep Mal'Ganis who wanted to escape.The five dreadlords sent to Azeroth are all the best in their species, and Mal'Ganis may be the most powerful enemy Alsace has encountered so far.

"Matt and Sally are likely to be alive. I can't just watch Lordaeron's people being tortured to death by demons."

Jaina was silent for a few seconds, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Arthas."

"Jaina, trust me, I'll be fine. I will make him repay the devil's actions twice."

The astute and eloquent female mage looked at Arthas’s sincere and sincere eyes, and she didn’t know what to say to persuade him. She knew that the prince would not make any reckless actions, but she was So worried about my lover.

"I see, Alsace--but I only wait for you for half an hour. If you don't show up in front of me after half an hour, I will go to you immediately!"

This was Jaina's final concession. Since Arthas could desperately save two ordinary people, she could also fight for the lives of those she loved.

"Enough, Jaina." Arthas felt Jaina's determination, and he nodded solemnly to the female mage.

After making the promise, Arthas quickly turned on his horse and quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

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"Monster, let go of my daughter!"

Matt, who was tied to an altar, twisted his body frantically, trying to break free from the bondage of the devil, but it was a pity that Mal'Ganis' magic was not something an ordinary person like him could release.

"Oh, smart doctor, I won't hurt your baby girl now." Mal'Ganis stretched out a finger and gently stroked the girl's face with a sharp nail. "Look, how I move. Be gentle, it won't even hurt her."

"What the hell do you want to do?!" Matt shouted hysterically, wishing to swallow Mal'Ganis alive.

"Look at your eyes, I like the look of your humans the most, and yours..." Mal'Ganis's huge body appeared beside Matt like a ghost, and the huge bat wings spread out, "Blood. "

His right hand pierced Matt's thigh fiercely, and the doctor let out a scream. Mal'Ganis slowly pulled out his five fingers, licked the blood on them, and clasped Matt's head with the other hand. Ah, look at your expression, it's so painful, so humble, so... ridiculous!"

After letting go of Matt, Mal'Ganis allowed his blood to flow out, gradually covering the magic circle on the altar under Matt's body, and the evil blood magic was taking shape.

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Matt's life was passing by a little bit, and he said weakly, "The devil...Prince...His Royal Highness, will kill you and...revenge me..."

"Oh? Really, unfortunately you will never see that day."

Mal'Ganis let out a terrifying laughter. Under the influence of the magic of the blood ritual, Sally's golden hair gradually turned pale, and her vitality was gradually being eroded by the evil magic.

"Mal'Ganis! Come out and face my anger!"

The dazzling holy light turned into a wave, and all the undead blocked in front of the gate turned into flying ash. Arthas's eyes were burning with golden flames, and he vigorously waved [Menethil's power] , The scorching light expelled all the gloom.

The undead warrior was not the enemy of Alsace at all. It turned into ashes just by touching his light. The epic warhammer was washed by a huge amount of holy light, and every time it was swung, it shook a golden halo.

"What kind of power is this?"

Mal'Ganis's smile stagnated, and Arthas's holy light was beyond his expectation. Even if so many worlds were destroyed, this dreadlord had never seen such a high-purity light.

The concentrated golden flames enveloped Arthas as a solid body. [Menethil's Power] even cracked due to too strong power, but the warhammer fragments did not fall directly, but followed the Holy Light. The force of traction constitutes a stable hammer head.

The army formed by the undead could not stop Alsace's footsteps. He was like a god descending to the world, and in the blink of an eye, the warhammer carrying the strong wind slammed Mal'Ganis.

The dreadlord subconsciously stretched out his arm to block it, and the body that can withstand the irrigation and strengthening of fel energy, when faced with such a high-purity holy light, it was like encountering hot iron meat, a piercing scream sounded, Malgar Nice's bat wings flicked, turned into a black bat group, and instantly disappeared in the camp.

"Human prince, don't think everything is over! Look at the girl next to you, her fate is your future!" Mal'Ganis' angry voice sounded from the sky, "Northrend's cold wind will swallow you The soul! Your kingdom will be destroyed!"

The group of bats mimicking the dark magic of Mal'Ganis quickly disappeared into the sky. He simply escaped, causing Arthas to be stunned: This dreadlord actually chose to retreat?Didn't even try to irritate myself, but simply induced myself to go to Northrend?

He instinctively wanted to think, but the situation of Matt and Sally gave Arthas no time to think about it. He released the holy light to form a semi-circular protective shield to prevent the interference of the undead soldiers, and he went forward. Check the situation of Matt and Sally.

Sally seems to be affected by some dark ritual, which is eroding her vitality and turning her soul into some kind of evil monster. Fortunately, this influence is not deep enough, and Arthas did not spend much time She suppressed it, but her hair couldn't return to its original golden color.

"Prince... Your Majesty..." Matt's face was pale, and his lips were purple. "Don't waste your holy light... I have lost too much blood... Healing spells... Can't save... I... But please help me My...daughter..."

"Don't worry, your daughter is fine."

Matt's body lost too much blood, and even part of his soul was sacrificed by the ritual and became mutilated. He can speak now purely by his will, but he does not have much time.

Even if Arthas possessed the power of the Holy Light, it would be difficult to save such an injury. Even if he used the power of death to forcefully retain Matt's soul, he would only get a ghost with incomplete consciousness.

Both of them knew what was going on. After Matt heard that his daughter was okay, his hanging heart finally let go, "Thank you... Your Highness... I... can..."

After all, Matt's words were not finished, his breathing and heartbeat stopped, and the broken soul and body were finally free from the torment.

In fact, he not only bears the love for his daughter, but also carries the guilt for the more than 300 people in the southern camp. If he can report the abnormality more firmly to the church, maybe more people can survive?

A pocket watch in the doctor's arms rolled out of his pocket. Arthas caught the last relic of Matt, opened the watch, and saw a line of small characters engraved on it.

"Give me my everlasting love-Matt Whiteman." The inscription was Mary Whiteman, and an additional name was engraved under the handwriting: Sally Whiteman.

Arthas stood there, was silent for a long time, and finally closed his pocket watch and placed it in little Sally's hand.

May the soul of this ordinary father sleep peacefully in the eternal kingdom.