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"This is impossible!" Nathanos tore Uther's letter and the latest Farstrider report to pieces in front of Alleria!

"No way!"

He roared, unable to believe it all. Arthas killed his father and Lordaeron fell. Crazy, everything is crazy! Nathanos didn't dare to think, didn't dare to think at all, that a powerful and rich country could survive in just a short period of time.

It fell apart from the inside in less than half a month. Medivh's prophecy has always been engraved in his mind. He once thought that if what the guardian said was true, then the first place where the end would come would be Lordaeron. But this

What will the kingdom face? If you want to destroy a country, you must at least have a strong army, and then conquest. But even so, Nathanos still believes in the military strength of Lordaeron, not to mention that in addition to the Knights of the Silver Hand, Da

Laran and Kul Tiras will also help their allies, so Lordaeron will not be destroyed in a short time anyway. But the result? The kingdom collapsed and was destroyed at the hands of Arthas.

Nathanos sat slumped on the ground, covering his face with his hands as he thought about all this. He and Arthas had known each other for a long time, and they knew that their personalities were very similar. Even though the latter had done many things that he could not understand, even

It's an extremely cruel thing. During this time in Quel'Thalas, Nathanos gradually came to understand everything Arthas did. He kept telling himself in his heart that Arthas did it for the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

He only did this in his best interests. But this time...this time he simply lost his humanity!

Alleria looked at her pale lover, knelt down in front of him and held his hand, unable to find any words to comfort him.

The ranger general turned to his adjutant Lor'themar and asked, "When did this happen?"

"We don't know, General. The information about Prince Alsace was reported back by Prince Kael'thas."

"The news from Prince Kael'thas is unmistakable, and our border scouts have also reported that many Lordaeron refugees are flowing to Hearthglen and Darrowshire, as well as Havenshire and New Avalon to the east.

.There are even some refugees who want to enter the forest and seek refuge in Quel'Thalas. I have sent people to Silvermoon City to ask Your Majesty to accept those refugees."

"How could he do such a thing? How could he..." Nathanos grabbed Alleria's arm, his voice trembling and he could hardly speak.

"I know, I know." Alleria put her hands around Nathanos's neck and hugged him tightly, constantly comforting him, "I know that fallen prince disappointed you, but you didn't owe him anything.

What's wrong with him, Nathanos? You've tried your best to help him. This is all his fault and has nothing to do with you."

"I cannot sit idly by, Alleria."

This sentence blurted out from Nathanos's mouth, which made the female elf feel uneasy. She looked at Nathanos with wide, beautiful eyes and began to shake her head uncontrollably.

"No! You can't go, you can't go find him. He even killed his father..."

"I know, but I'm not going to find him to find out, Alleria. I'm going to stop him! If he really kills King Terenas, then he will definitely not let others go. I must

Go, Alleria!"

"Nathanos, I beg you, even for my sake... don't go. If you are worried about your family, I will ask Sylvanas to find them, and they will be safe!" Her voice sounded.

It was so eager that Nathanos' heart was shaken.

"I...I, I can't feel at ease, Alleria." Nathanos's eyes were filled with tears like the female elf's, "What should I do?"

"Stay, my love." Alleria kissed his face and murmured. She secretly determined not to let him go. If the persuasion was ineffective, she might even put him under house arrest. Anyway, she would not let this man leave Quill.

Silas.

Nathanos closed his eyes. He didn't want to think of Arthas. How did Uther describe it in the letter? Yes, there was only one sentence - he abandoned the Holy Light, he was crazy!

Fear made Nathanos open his eyes suddenly, and he remembered the dream, the sword, and Arthas' words - now we are the same.

"Same, same!" Nathanos held his head, thinking about what this sentence meant. Does it mean that he will also massacre the city? Will he also kill his father? Impossible! If he faced a

He will find a way to save the infected people in the entire city. If he cannot, he will wait for those people to be transformed and then eliminate them. Nathanos is convinced that he cannot attack innocent people. The last time Jaina

When he came to see him, Nathanos asked the female mage to do him a favor and wanted her to take away his family. Jaina also agreed. It is estimated that her parents were already on the ship to Kalimdor, so he did not

Possibly patricide. So what do Alsace's words mean?

"Don't think about it anymore, Nathanos." Alleria stroked his face, almost thinking about what her lover was worried about. No matter what happened, Alleria firmly believed that she would continue to love him.

"Nathanos, you can't go to him. This is a trap. Arthas must have guessed that you would go to him and must be fully prepared. Moreover, if he really destroys Lordaeron, I

I believe that is not his only goal, he will..."

Nathanos wanted to throw himself into Alleria's arms, hold her tightly and never leave her. He couldn't go, right! He couldn't go! If Arthas destroyed Lordaeron, who would be his next target?

Laran? Gilneas? Or Quel'Thalas? Alleria needs herself more than ever.

"I swore never to leave you again, Alleria." Nathanos said softly, "I will always keep my promise."

"I hope this promise is not the reason for you to stay with me, Nathanos." Alleria looked at him with wide eyes.

"I understand, Alleria. The reason I stay with you is because I don't want to leave you again."

The female elf smiled, showing the happiest smile. In the dark moment that was about to come, she gained the greatest comfort.

"Come, my love. It looks like we have to face another disaster before our wedding."

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Nathanos, Uther, Terenas, Muradin, they knew nothing and could do nothing. They all told Arthas at different times, with words or eyes, that he was wrong.

Arriving at the pasture, Alsace slowed down. His men had already arrived, and now there were only stiff corpses left here, a man, a woman, and a young man of similar age to him. They died very quickly, so

Lucky for you.

And those pastures... seemed to have grown a lot this year. Alsace took a step closer and reached out to touch a bouquet of beautiful light blue-purple flowers with long stems. He hesitated for a moment and then thought of those rose petals.

He didn't come to see the flowers.

Alsace turned around and strode towards a grave. He had forgotten how long it had been. The grave was covered with weeds, but the mark on the tombstone was still clearly legible. He knew who was buried inside without looking.

The prince stood there for a long time, and he could not forget this person in the tomb. Who could stand with him absolutely and only obey rather than express opinions on anything? Arthas was sure that he was one of them!

'Let it wake up!' Frostmourne whispered, which was exactly what he wanted. Arthas stretched out one hand and held Frostmourne tightly with the other. A dark purple light appeared around the outstretched hand, and

It is getting brighter and brighter. It surrounds like a poisonous snake, rhythmically undulating, twisting, and spreading into the soil. The power is connected to the underground skeleton, pulling the long-dead horse up from the cold soil.

"Get up!" he commanded, the words seeming to burst out from deep in his throat.

The tomb suddenly burst open, and the soil splashed everywhere. The legs with only bones left kicked the soil, and the hooves searched for a foothold, and then the skull suddenly pushed upwards, breaking through the tomb. A smile appeared on Alsace's extremely pale face.

"I witnessed your birth." He said, recalling the scene of the wet new life wrapped in fetal membranes. "I helped you come into this world, and now, with my hands, you are reborn."

The skeleton horse struggled and finally rushed out. Then it planted its front legs firmly and stood up with its whole body. It jumped up and down, and its eye holes were burning with blue flames. Although its flesh and blood had long since decayed, it could still emit sounds.

Neighing with joy.

Arthas was so excited that he stretched out his hand to the undead horse. The latter meowed softly and rubbed its bone nose against his palm. If it were still alive, it would be afraid of him. But now it has become an undead with shining eyes.

, it was Arthas who used the power given by the Lich King to connect its bones together. Now the horse and rider are finally reunited, just as they wished.

Yes, you can't go wrong.

This is the evidence.

Frostmourne is still stained with the blood of his father. Death will spread across the land he now rules, and great changes will come.

The skeleton horse neighed.
Chapter completed!