Traveling through World of Warcraft

Mal'Ganis suddenly disappeared. Confused by this, Arthas and his army stopped to search for Mal'Ganis' whereabouts. Arthas thought it was a trap and ordered his soldiers to be alert.

Suddenly, Arthas felt a powerful dark force surging nearby. He realized that Mal'Ganis had not left, but was secretly preparing some conspiracy.

Arthas and his army began to search the surrounding area, carefully making their way through the narrow streets and ruined houses. At this moment, they heard a low roar coming from the city hall in the distance.

Alsace led the soldiers to rush to the city hall. They broke in and found that there was a putrid smell inside. In the center of the city hall, Mal'Ganis stood atop a pile of bones, surrounded by dark magical energy.

Mal'Ganis laughed at Arthas' stupidity, saying that he had waited too long to finally let Arthas see his true power. Mal'Ganis unleashed a powerful burst of dark magic, trapping Arthas and his army in a magical force field.

Arthas struggled to resist the restraints of the magical force field, but he found that his power was no match for Mal'Ganis.

Just when he felt desperate, a huge ice block froze the crystal and the restrictions were lifted.

The magical field can only be broken by destroying Mal'Ganis' crystal. I can only hold him back for a while.

Arthas knew this was his only chance. He led his soldiers towards Mal'Ganis and engaged him in a final duel.

The soldiers who rushed forward fell at the feet of the Dread Lord one after another. Their blood stained the ground red, as if telling the world about this cruel battle.

The fear lord Mal'Ganis looked at the human soldiers in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and showed a disdainful smile. His wings spread out, and a black aura filled the surroundings, making people shudder.

Arthas saw his soldiers falling continuously, and his heart was filled with anger and helplessness. He knew that with their strength alone, they could not defeat the Dread Lord. However, he cannot give up, he must protect the city and its people.

Arthas raised the war hammer in his hand, destroyed all dark forces in the name of Holy Light, and rushed towards the Dread Lord. His hammer shone with a divine light, as if cheering for his master. Mal'Ganis saw Arthas rushing over, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that this human prince would have such courage to face him alone.

The two started a fierce battle on the battlefield. The sword and claws intersected, making a harsh sound. Arthas tried his best to defeat the Dreadlord. However, Mal'Ganis was very powerful, and every attack he made made Arthas feel difficult.

Arthas took advantage of this opportunity to launch a final attack on the Dread Lord. His hammer struck the Dreadlord's chest

The body of the Dread Lord fell to the ground, then stood up again, turned into a black mist, and disappeared in the center of the city.

Before leaving, he left a message: Your journey is not over yet, Your Highness, if you want to destroy me, come to me in the extremely cold land of Northrend. Only when you get there will you have a chance to defeat me.

Even if you run to the end of the world, I will definitely find you and destroy you, do you hear me? To the ends of the earth, Alsace shouted loudly

He knew that although this battle was won, the price paid was huge.

The soldiers carefully searched every corner, not missing any infected items. They piled the corpses of the dead together and prepared them for burning to prevent their resurrection.

After several hours of hard work, the battlefield was finally cleared. Arthas and his army continued their expedition to Northrend with loot and hope.

Stratholme was in terrible ruins after the massacre. The streets of the city were filled with a strong smell of blood and rot, corpses piled up in mountains, and blood soaked the ground.

Houses and buildings were burned to rubble, leaving deep bullet marks and bloodstains on the walls. The streets were littered with debris and broken items, a mess.

Raging fires raged through the city, devouring everything. Flames shot into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and the entire city was engulfed in flames. The sounds of burning fires and the sounds of buildings collapsing were intertwined, making people feel extremely frightened.

The air of the city is filled with the smell of death, making people feel depressed and desperate. The few survivors fled in all directions, their faces full of fear and sadness.

The whole city fell into a dead silence, without a trace of life. It was a terrible disaster that caused irreparable loss and damage to Stratholme.

This was the first time Chen Yu saw Tucheng, and he was stunned by the sight in front of him. The city has been reduced to ruins, and the air is filled with the stench of blood and corpses. Chen Yu saw Alsace, with coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes.

Surrounding him were countless corpses killed by him, including the elderly, children and pregnant women. I was so shocked and frightened that I couldn't believe what I was seeing was real. I am outraged and condemned by Alsace's actions, but also deeply saddened by this tragedy.

Chen Yu realized that this massacre was an important historical event in World of Warcraft. It changed the course of the game and gave him a deeper understanding of justice and evil in the game.

Why is the war different than I thought? What do these scenes of falling to the ground tell me? Why is this different from the future I see? No, I have to do something to change the ending. Then follow the prince's troops to leave Stratholme.

A few days later, when Uther and Jaina arrived in Stratholme, they were shocked by the horror before them.

Jaina covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face. She turned to Uther and asked in a trembling voice: "What is going on? Why is this happening?"

Uther's face was pale, and he silently looked at the ruins in front of him, his eyes full of grief and self-blame.

"It's all my fault..." Uther muttered to himself, "I couldn't stop this from happening..."

Jaina shook her head and took Uther's hand.

"No, this is not your fault. It was the crazy prince, and it was his cruelty that caused all this. We must find him as soon as possible to stop him from continuing to harm the world."

Uther nodded, took a deep breath, and stabilized his emotions.

"You're right, Jaina. We can't let him succeed. He must be stopped."

Jaina wiped away her tears with firm eyes. Uther and Jaina leave Stratholme