Spearman's Fate

And the most important point is that Uther is too 'perfect'.

His rationality told him that Alsace was right, but his sensibility told him that he shouldn't do this, and in the "original world line", Uther came at a slower speed, and without his help Perhaps even worse, even he couldn't handle it. The final result was that he missed the opportunity to "choose" under the tearing of sensibility and reason, and Alsace, who had never experienced storms, was completely dragged into the abyss...

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ps: Views on 'heroes' This chapter only represents personal views

Chapter 40 is so dazzling~ I can't help but... crush it!

"What a dazzling holy light~ I can't help it... crush it!"

Mal'Ganis, who was sitting in the ruins, couldn't help shaking his right hand while watching the live broadcast of the beholder, but there was no rush on his face. After all, for him this time, he had completely taken the initiative.

The 'natural plague and plague' is terrible, but it is not invincible. In theory, as long as there is enough time, the antidote can be researched. After all, history has proved that similar plagues made by the forgotten people can also be relieved, and can even be eliminated. Jaina's ice ring is completely destroyed, but the problem is 'time'.

This sudden plague doesn't have enough time to study, and he can keep track of Alsace's movement by relying on his eyeliner all over Stratholme. Once he detects something bad, he can detonate the 'plague' in advance, But he wasn't in a hurry. In his opinion, he completely destroyed the opponent the moment he succeeded, so the prince's expression when he was in despair must be very pleasant, right?

"The more dazzling the holy light is, the more beautiful it is when it goes out~"

Mal'Ganis, who took the initiative to kill the contact with the beholder, decided to leave. After all, in his opinion, even if Alsace hadn't reached the 'peak' at this time, he had already started under the stimulation of the man named Lancer. Shine, that means he deserves it.

It's just that at this moment, he didn't notice that a crow on the dead wood in the distance was staring at him with its head tilted, until he got up and the other party flapped its wings and flew up...

After leaving Uther alone in the room to adjust his emotions, Lancer walked towards the outside of Stratholme. As for comforting Uther?Lancer didn't think it was necessary. The other party was not a weak person who needed his comfort. He believed that this man who had overcome despair countless times could survive again.

When he completely cast away all his sights, a crow landed on the ground. After shaking its feathers, its body trembled twice, and then a middle-aged man in a black robe appeared in front of him under the light of magic power.

"How? What happened to that dreadlord?"

"Not yet, he's still monitoring the movement in the city, but he looks like he's about to leave. Before that, he stayed in the abandoned bandit camp near Stratholme. I came to you because it's closer."

Facing Lancer's 'directness', Medivh didn't mean to talk nonsense, after all, he needed to rush back to monitor Mal'Ganis after the two simply exchanged information.

That's right, Lancer noticed Medivh's existence when Mal'Ganis appeared before. Medivh had been 'monitoring' Alsace's side because of Lancer's words, but he found out when he came to Stratholme Something was wrong with this city. Later, after Mal'Ganis showed up to lure Lancer to make a move, he kept following Lancer, relying on his own superb 'acting skills' coupled with his understanding of evil energy and demons when he was possessed. Understand, this is something only he can do!

As for Lancer sending Atalanta to track down Mal'Ganis?It's very simple, this is to make the other party careless, that is, double guarantee, to ensure that Medivh can successfully steal important information that may appear.

"By the way, did the opponent say anything about the 'plague'?"

"Feel sorry."

Regarding Medivh's words, Lancer didn't change his expression at all. After all, this was expected, but at this moment Medivh suddenly raised his head.

"What's wrong?"

"The dreadlord is moving again, and I'm going back."

Following Medivh's voice, he turned into a crow again, but at this moment————

"Is everything you said true? Help Arthas 'clean up' Stratholme..."

Looking at the crow in front of him, Lancer's eyes did not waver in the slightest.

"That's right, I will kill them all... After they become undead, just like Uther said, 'Isn't the meaning of us old guys existing to pave the way for young people?' Now that Alsa promised Well, then I'll do it!"

He didn't get along with Alsace for long, and it can even be said that the communication between the two was entirely because of that battle.

In that competition, Lancer saw the shining points in Alsace. In Lancer's view, if Alsace did not fall, then he might have a chance to become an excellent king. Under his leadership, Lordaeron Might be able to go the other way...

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The priests and paladins are doing their best to alleviate the suffering of the plague-infected people in the city, and at the same time, they are trying to find a way to eradicate them. Under the guidance of Olga Marie, the knights began to configure the degraded potion. The 'purification potion' seen by Ser, this special potion can eliminate the plague to a certain extent, but because it can't heal the body and can't completely solve the plague, it is simply a 'poison' for the infected, no doubt This is the last 'insurance', and the target is naturally not for ordinary citizens, but for dealing with the 'dead'.

Lancer, on the other hand, never left Stratholme because he had enough food, but walked "aimlessly" in the city alone, and at the same time put some stones in the corners of the city from time to time.

As time went by, everyone's expressions became more and more serious, especially because the incidence of the plague was getting higher and higher. Ordinary people in the city no longer went out, not only because of anxiety about their own future, but also because of Alsa The 'propaganda' of the SS.

'After the plague is cured, it is also possible to be infected again. '

And ordinary people in the city almost unanimously sent their children to the "quarantine area" first. Obviously, they also realized that if there was really no way in the end, at least their children could survive.

As Lancer said, human beings are "weak creatures", but even if they are weak, they still have their own shining points.

When faced with a disaster, what they think of is not 'let the strong tribe survive and the offspring can be regenerated', but 'let their own offspring survive', which is an emotion that goes beyond rationality.

And Alsace, who has been staying up all night in the square to treat the citizens, has become more and more silent.

From his initial sadness, to his subsequent anger, to his current silence, his originally golden hair became a little dry, his eye sockets were a little dark, and sometimes his strong hands trembled unconsciously, but his eyes become more determined.

Mal'Ganis standing above Stratholme looked at Alsace below with a 'smile' on his mouth.

"It's perfect~! After experiencing everything, if the 'mature' prince sees this last hope being torn apart, what kind of expression will he show? Let me see!"

After disabling the concealment spell, Mal'Ganis finally stopped hiding himself. He raised his right hand high, and a huge magic circle appeared above Stratholme...

Chapter 41 Let me see!The moment when the dazzling holy light fell! !

Mal'Ganis, who raised his right hand high, exuded huge energy fluctuations all over his body. What he spoke was a language that belonged directly to demons. The profane words made a huge magic circle appear over Stratholme. Even from afar, you can feel its horror.

But just as the magic circle was formed, an arrow shining with silver light suddenly shot towards him from a distance.

Mal'Ganis who was standing in the air widened his eyes when he saw the arrow, because he could feel huge energy fluctuations from this seemingly 'simple' arrow.

'not good! '

Although he prepared defensive spells when he appeared, he never thought that he would encounter such a powerful attack in the short moment of his appearance. After all, in his opinion, from his appearance to his guidance A good spell is only a few seconds. In such a short period of time, even if the guys below find him, it is impossible to prepare a powerful spell, but... the other party just did it.

"Gah~!"

The crow standing on the treetop let out a piercing neighing sound, while the cat-eared girl standing beside it showed a cruel smile.