Listening to the bells coming from outside the palace and the countless cheers from the people, the elderly King Terenas, who was sitting on the throne, finally showed a faint smile on his tense face.
Because he knew that his efforts to create the image of a triumphant hero for his son had finally paid off.
Except for those citizens who survived the massacre and the refugees who left the East Wilder area to settle in the Stranglethorn Vale in the south, the entire Lordaeron has basically forgotten what Arthas did in Stratholme.
After all, Tirisfal Glades and Silverpine Forest, the most central and prosperous areas of the kingdom, are too far away from the northern territory.
In addition, King Terenas blocked the news immediately after learning about the Stratholme tragedy, so most ordinary people have never even heard of it.
And those nobles who got the inside information did not dare to offend the current king and the future king easily, so they chose to keep their mouths shut and wait and see what would happen.
In the end, a massacre and death involving tens of thousands of people was covered up.
This was another factor that led King Terenas to ignore and even encourage large-scale migration from the East Wilderness to the south.
He wishes that anyone who remembered this incident would disappear from their country.
In this way, the Crown Prince will continue to gain the support and love of the people, and in the future he will ascend the throne in a heroic manner to rule this most powerful human country.
It can be said that Terenas went to great lengths to whitewash Arthas.
They even lied with their eyes open, ignoring the hundreds of thousands or even millions of undead creatures hiding deep in the mountains and forests, as well as large tracts of land that had withered, died, and died under the influence of the plague.
He announced to the outside world that his son had defeated the leader of the Scourge in Northrend in the far north, and that the remaining enemies no longer posed any threat.
In addition, the old king also specially transferred the Lightbringer Uther and the Knights of the Silver Hand led by him from the royal capital and sent them to garrison in Andorhal.
Avoid these stubborn and single-minded paladins from suddenly jumping out and saying inappropriate words on such an important occasion.
In short, he gave all his love, care and expectations to his only son, not realizing that this specially prepared celebration would soon turn into a terrible massacre.
Soon, accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps approaching from afar, the door of the throne hall that had been closed was banged open.
Arthas, wearing a black velvet-like cloak, walked in from outside with his two trusted confidants.
When King Terenas saw this scene, he immediately stood up from the throne excitedly.
The prince, who had become a Death Knight, drew out the bone-chilling Frostmourne, prodded his sword to the ground, knelt on one knee in front of the surrounding guards and envoys, and saluted his father, the king.
Although the whole set of movements made people feel a little bit uncomfortable because they were too fast, his etiquette and posture were impeccable.
"My son, I knew you would return with victory and glory."
The old king opened his arms and spoke to the prince who was kneeling a few steps in front of him with a tone of pride and honor.
After all, when Arthas left the capital of Lordaeron, he was still a young man without much experience and just starting out.
But now, almost half a year has passed, and this child who knew nothing at the beginning has experienced more than one fierce battle with the Undead Scourge.
He even started a killing spree with the terrible dreadlord in Stratholme, and finally sailed across the sea with an army of less than 3,000 people to the extremely harsh and cold environment of Northrend to kill Mal'Ganis, the culprit of the undead plague.
Apart from the highly controversial Stratholme massacre, the Crown Prince's performance was perfect from every angle, even far exceeding everyone's expectations.
In comparison, even Varian Wrynn, who led the people of Stormwind Kingdom back to their homeland to build their homes at a young age, seems much inferior.
After all, Varian Wrynn was still taking refuge in the Kingdom of Lordaeron at this age. He never had a head-on fight with the brutal orcs from beginning to end. It was not until the end of the Second War that he truly assumed the responsibility of being a king.
But what about Alsace?
At such a young age, he has demonstrated unparalleled courage, responsibility and decisiveness.
In particular, the rapidly growing personal strength made King Terenas vaguely see the shadows of human heroes such as Anduin Lothar and Turalyon.
Even in the eyes of King Terenas, his son was destined to surpass these heroes and become the undisputed leader of all mankind and even the Alliance, bringing the Kingdom of Lordaeron to an unprecedented height.
If there is anyone in this world who has the highest expectations for Arthas, it must be the elderly man in front of him.
And the sentence "My son, when you were born, the entire forest of Lordaeron was whispering your name" expresses his strong emotions and expectations to the fullest.
Just as Terenas was about to stagger down from the throne and help his beloved prince up to perform a scene of filial piety between father and son, Arthas, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly heard a low sound coming from Frostmourne in his hand.
“You don’t have to sacrifice anything for your people anymore.
There is no need to bear the weight of this crown.
Because I have arranged everything for you.
Go ahead and do what you have to do, what you want to do.”
As these words came out of his mouth, Arthas, who had been kneeling on the ground with his head down, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth in a graceful arc. Then he suddenly stood up and took off his hood, revealing his skin as pale as that of a dead person, and his long hair that had changed from golden to between silver and gray. He strode towards his father under the stunned gaze of all the onlookers around him.
Bang-bang-bang-bang
The boots made of Saronite made a low muffled sound as they stepped on the marble steps and the carpet above.
No one knew what had happened to the prince, let alone why he behaved so rudely or what he was going to do next. Even the royal guards around him were at a loss as to what to do.
You must know that there is only one legitimate male heir to the royal family of Lordaeron, and that is Prince Arthas in front of you.
Therefore, before King Terenas gave the order, no matter how strange the Crown Prince's behavior was, they did not dare to step forward to stop him.
In the blink of an eye, Arthas came to the throne, grabbed his father with the strong and powerful arm of the Death Knight, and a terrifying blue chill burst out of his eyes.
"What's going on? What are you doing? My son!"
King Terenas finally came to his senses, his face full of shock and disbelief.
Until this moment, he had not yet realized that the Death Knight in front of him, who exuded a cold aura, was no longer the crown prince he was familiar with.
Instead, it is a puppet of the first Lich King, Ner'zhul, a walking corpse with suppressed self-awareness.
"Of course I will inherit your throne and kingdom, my dear father..."
As soon as the last word came out of his mouth, Arthas pierced the old king's chest with the artifact Frostmourne without hesitation.
"ah--"
The intense pain and the rapid loss of vitality made King Terenas lose the ability to speak. He could only stare at his son who was so close to him, with his mouth wide open. There was no apology, pain or self-blame on his face. He struggled to raise his arm to touch the prince in the last moments of his life, but in the end, he drooped his head and took his last breath before he could raise it.
The blood-stained crown rolled down the steps of the throne to the ground, as if foreshadowing the future fate of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.
The most filial son of Azeroth stepped on the shoulder of his father's corpse without hesitation and pulled out the sword, grinning and announcing: "Now, I am the king of Lordaeron."
moment!
Everyone in the throne room was in an uproar.
Whether it was the representatives and envoys from other Alliance countries or the nobles and soldiers of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, they were all horrified by the prince's act of patricide and had no idea why he did this.
After all, Arthas is the only legitimate male heir, and no brother can pose a threat to him at all.
Besides, King Terenas is old, and maybe he will die of old age in a few years. Then he can still smoothly inherit the throne and become king. Why is there so much hurry?
The nobles and royal guards of Lordaeron began to spit on and curse the prince's beastly behavior like crazy, refusing to recognize the legitimacy of his throne and clamoring to bring Princess Calia back to be queen.
It is obvious that those present have not yet realized the seriousness of the situation and still regard it as a coup initiated by the prince.
However, Arthas obviously had no intention of continuing to play with the other party. He immediately gave the order to Marwyn and Falric who were accompanying them to take action. He also used the Death Grip to pull down the most arrogant noble from the second floor and pierced his heart with a sword.
At the same time, the royal guards were powerless against the two powerful and battle-hardened death knights.
Especially their weapons and equipment made of Saronite, which were so strong that ordinary swords could not even leave a white mark when they were cut, and they were killed one after another by the rune swords that were attached with death magic and plague.
Before long, the entire throne hall was littered with corpses.
Many corpses were quickly transformed into undead after being killed.
While the people outside were still unaware of what was happening in the palace, Arthas immediately applied the experience he learned in Stratholme on how to quickly massacre a city to the capital of Lordaeron.
Although the number of undead in the city right now is insignificant compared to the defenders guarding the capital, even if the plague is spread now, it will take some time to complete the transformation.
But the problem is that the artifact Frostmourne perfectly helped him solve the problem of insufficient troops.
The soul of every life killed by this terrifying rune sword will be devoured or torn apart in an instant, and the body will instantly turn into an undead creature under the erosion of death energy.
In just about half an hour, Arthas used Frostmourne to transform thousands of killed civilians.
Some of these people turned into the lowest level zombies, but more of them turned into agile and extremely deadly ghouls.
Some paladins and high-level warriors were transformed into death knights like Marwyn and Falric.
These death knights can also kill living beings and transform undead through the knowledge and power gained from the Lich King.
As a result, the Scourge quickly grew like a snowball in the densely populated capital of Lordaeron.
By the time the defenders reacted and rushed into the streets to rescue the citizens and resist the massacre by the Undead army, the latter had already formed an advantage in scale and actually defeated the elite defenders.
As a former paladin, Arthas obviously knows what kind of power poses the greatest threat to himself.
Therefore, he did not hesitate to lead the team to raid the Cathedral of Holy Light, as well as all the priests and paladins inside who possessed the power to restrain the undead, and then turned them into Death Knights and Necromancers.
In an instant, the capital of the strongest human kingdom in the eastern continent replicated the tragedy of Stratholme almost overnight.
The only thing to be thankful for was that since the attack was launched from the inside, the city gate leading to the outside was still under the control of the defenders.
Many citizens living on the outskirts of the city who had not yet been surrounded by the undead army were able to escape with a small amount of property, supplies and loved ones.
In just ten hours, tens of thousands of people gathered in Briel, the town closest to the royal city.
Since this was the place where Kel'Thuzad studied the Scourge, and it was also the first town to be attacked by the plague and the undead, it is now in a semi-abandoned state.
The densely packed tombstones on the wasteland outside the city clearly indicate where the missing residents went.
If possible, no normal person would be willing to stay in such a spooky and extremely unlucky place for a long time.
But the problem is that these refugees who escaped obviously don’t have many good options.
After all, they were running in such a hurry that they could only carry a small amount of valuable jewelry and gold and silver coins, and had no means of transportation such as carriages.
In addition, there are a large number of women, elderly people and children among their families. These vulnerable groups simply do not have enough physical strength to travel long distances, and they have to stop and rest after every few steps.
So Briar became the only place that could provide a house and a bed to rest and sleep.
However, considering that a plague had broken out here, people did not dare to eat the food in the barn, let alone drink the water in the well. Even the clothes and bedding in the house were thrown outside and burned.
The so-called rest and sleep were just lying on hard wooden beds. Some might not even have beds, but just lying on the floor or table for a short nap, and then continuing along the road to the south to the Silver Pine Forest, which was relatively safe for the time being.
Once they heard the slightest movement, the refugees would immediately get up in panic and lie by the window to look out, fearing that Arthas was coming with his undead army.
Others entered the stinking sewers and escaped through the sewage pipes behind the royal capital and Lake Lordamere.
But their worries were obviously unnecessary.
Even though the prince possessed artifacts like Frostmourne and a growing legion, it was obviously not something that could be accomplished in a day or two to completely capture and occupy a large fortress city like the capital of Lordaeron.
In particular, many veterans and officers who had participated in the two Orc Wars soon engaged in fierce street fighting with the Undead using the city's complex streets and well-arranged buildings.
With their clever minds and effective tactics, they turned the entire city into a huge battlefield, and relied on favorable terrain to build flexible defenses and tenaciously block the enemy.
It is obviously unrealistic for brainless, low-level cannon fodder like zombies and ghouls to defeat fully armed elite human soldiers before they form overwhelming numbers.
What's more, the priests who were sent by the Church of the God of the Covenant to preach in the Kingdom of Lordaeron also joined the army without hesitation, providing soldiers and officers with holy water that could protect them from the plague.
Some of the guys who were previously warriors or paladins directly put on sturdy armor, holding a war hammer in one hand and a shield in the other, and began to physically purify these undead.
Since they all had relatives and friends who had died at the hands of the plague and undead creatures, and some were even survivors of the Stratholme massacre, they were all filled with anger at Arthas's act of patricide and surrendering to the enemy.
At this moment, a priest who could cast three-ring divine spells was in a narrow alley, leading twelve elite infantrymen to block the way of forty or fifty zombies.
He first skillfully released several group-effect strengthening spells, then took the lead in opening a bottle of holy water, took a sip, and then poured the rest on weapons, shields and armor.
The rest of the soldiers followed suit.
The purpose of drinking it is to prevent being accidentally infected with the plague due to long-term fighting with undead creatures. Applying it on weapons can add divine energy to the attack and cause greater damage to the enemy. The holy water on armor can weaken the evil magic effects such as diseases and curses that may be attached.
In previous battles, they had experienced the benefits of holy water, so they regarded these good things provided by the Church of the God of Contract as treasures.
When necessary, it can also be used as an investment weapon to smash the enemy, instantly burning a large number of undead creatures and making them temporarily unable to move.
"Get ready! We can't retreat a single step until all the civilians on this street have evacuated."
The priest shouted at the top of his voice to encourage everyone in the team, and then cast a spell to bless himself with three first-level spells: [Magic Weapon], [Protection from Evil], and [Shield of Piety].
Since he was a Paladin before his conversion, he also called upon the power of the Holy Light to infuse the hammer, causing it to emit a blinding golden light.
In a flash, the howling zombies swarmed into the narrow alley.
The soldiers who were on high alert threw forward several ignition oil tanks found from nearby abandoned houses without saying a word.
Snap! Snap! Snap! Along with the sound of the pottery jar hitting the wall and shattering, the burning grease quickly scattered in the air and fell on the body of the ghoul, causing a fierce combustion.
Various wood and cloth piled up in the alley as obstacles also immediately caught fire, forming a high-temperature flame isolation zone in less than ten seconds.
And as the fire spread, the surrounding houses also began to catch fire.
Similar thick smoke and flames can be seen almost everywhere in the capital of Lordaeron, and most of them were ignited by the humans themselves.
In order to stop the advance and massacre of the undead horde, the army and soldiers had already given it their all. They didn't care that this prosperous capital would be destroyed in the fire. They just wanted to ensure that as many living people as possible escaped through the city gate.
It was such a hellish scene that even the savage and bloodthirsty orcs would stop or retreat when seeing it.
But the problem is that the undead are obviously not living beings, but a group of monsters who do not know what fear and fatigue are.
These low-level ghouls could not even understand what death really was. They only knew to rush forward under the command of the Death Knight, either killing all living people or being killed by the enemy.
So, they rushed through the isolation zone in the blazing flames, with dazzling red flames all over their bodies, and rushed straight towards the pastor standing at the forefront.
With the blessing of [Power of Bull] and [Blessing of Strength], the latter swung his hammer and rushed forward without saying a word.
Boom! With a violent impact, the ghoul with its fangs and claws bared was instantly blown away by a terrifying force far beyond its comprehension. Its entire head was smashed directly by the hammer, and its brain and broken bones splattered everywhere. It flew more than ten meters in one breath and hit the four ghouls behind it before it barely stopped.
"Oh—good God! Are you sure you are really a priest?"
The veteran next to him was shocked by the violent and bloody scene and couldn't help but complain in a low voice.
Because in his impression, the priests of the Church of Holy Light usually wear robes and have gentle and kind faces, and their main duties are limited to preaching, sermons and providing medical services to the people.
至于出现在战场上的，基本都是后来才出现融合了牧师与战士优点的圣骑士。
“怎么，你不喜欢我们这样的牧师吗？”
说话的功夫，牧师有一次抡起战锤把冲上来的食尸鬼爆头，紧跟着转过身露出沾满鲜血和脑浆的全封闭头盔，那样子要多吓人就有多吓人。
可老兵非但没有被吓到，反而咧开嘴露出嗜血的笑容回应道：“不！阁下！我他妈的简直要爱死您了！如果可以的话，我希望所有的牧师都是你们这种做派！”
“哈哈哈哈！ 很好！
那就握紧你们手中的武器跟我一起来净化这些该死的亡灵。
伟大的契约之神索斯正在注视着所有的信徒！
他会赐予我们足以与敌人相抗衡的力量和勇气！
为了洛丹伦王国！ 为了无辜的民众！ 也许今天所有人都会死在这里，但我们的死将会为更多的人争取到活下去的机会。”
一阵慷慨激昂的演讲之后，牧师一马当先带头与冲过火焰隔离带的食尸鬼撞在一起。
小队中的士兵似乎也受到了感染，纷纷怒吼着跟数量是自己数倍之多的亡灵展开厮杀。
因为在他们的身后是上百名惊慌失措正在朝城门方向逃窜的平民。
作为人类最强大的国家，同时也是领导联盟赢得两次兽人战争胜利的最大功臣，洛丹伦王国的臣民从来都不缺乏在绝境之下慷慨赴死的觉悟。
尤其是拱卫王都极具荣誉感的两个军团，从军衔最高的元帅到最底层的士兵，从头到尾连一个害怕逃跑的都没有，而是主动肩负起了阻击天灾军团，为城内幸存市民逃亡争取时间的责任。
他们很清楚面对已经形成规模且不断释放瘟疫的天灾军团，等待自己的结果就只有死亡，甚至是死亡之后还要被拉起来变成亡灵大军的一份子。
但即便如此，在看到身边的战友一个接一个的倒下也没有谁后退半步。
正当阿尔萨斯亲手弑父导致整个洛丹伦王国陷入一片混乱的时候，位于东威尔德地区斯坦索姆的瑞文戴尔男爵立刻率领天灾大军倾巢而出，开始对考林路口、提尔之手、海文郡、达隆郡等人口密集的地区发起猛攻。
上百万隐藏在高山与森林之中的骷髅大军在巫妖、诅咒教派的死灵法师的指挥下如同潮水般席卷而来。
尽管在左思的提醒下，泰瑞纳斯国王已经提前加强了这些地方的防御力量，可在压倒性的数量面前，一切抵抗都是徒劳的。
作为最重要交通枢纽的考林路口连三天都没撑住就沦陷了。
连带周边地区在内数以万计的平民惨遭屠杀，基本不是被转化成食尸鬼，就是把尸体撕碎缝合变成更肉、更难以被摧毁的缝合憎恶。
提尔之手虽然凭借易守难攻的地形和足有十多米高的石头围墙勉强撑住了第一波，但同样也损失惨重，根本不知道撑不撑得住第二轮。
才短短不到一个星期，瑞文戴尔男爵便杀过索多里尔河以摧枯拉朽之势席卷了西瘟疫之地。
大片农庄在亡灵大军的攻击下遭到摧毁，只有重兵把守的壁炉谷和安多哈尔勉强还在抵抗。
尤其是后者，因为有光明使者乌瑟尔和他率领的白银之手骑士团，因此亡灵大军很难凭借数量优势占到什么便宜。
原本瑞文戴尔男爵还想带着其余几名死亡骑士和巫妖亲自冲一波，结果差点没被乌瑟尔那恐怖的圣光能量直接净化。
从那之后，他就再也不敢轻易进攻安多哈尔，甚至连围困都不敢围困。
作为可能是人类中最强大的圣光使用者，即便是手持神器霜之哀伤的阿尔萨斯在全力以赴的乌瑟尔面前都一样不是对手，更不用提区区一个瑞文戴尔男爵了。
不过放弃安多哈尔并不意味着亡灵大军停下了脚步。
刚好相反，它们迅速穿过西瘟疫之地进入洛丹伦王国的核心地区——提瑞斯法林地，开始对这里上百万的人口展开屠杀。
尽管王子弑父投敌的消息随着难民们的逃亡迅速传播开来。
可由于王都所在的位置刚好卡在南下前往银松森林的必经之路上，所以哪怕民众已经开始恐慌却也不敢轻易南下。
因为他们根本不知道现在向南逃窜，是否会被从王都里杀出来的天灾军团刚好堵个正着。
就这样，由于阿尔萨斯的背叛，人类最强大的王国——洛丹伦就这样在极短的时间内走向了灭亡。
而那些被杀死的平民，以及从墓穴中挖出来的尸骸，则成为了亡灵天灾能够形成席卷之势最重要的兵员补充。
随着数以百万计的天灾大军已然蓄势待发，第三次大战终于正式拉开帷幕。
正当北方的人类难民疯狂向南方逃窜的时候，他们也把这个震撼人心的消息带给了包括达拉然在内的其他联盟成员国。
通过紧急的魔法传讯，吉尔尼斯、库尔提拉斯、斯托姆加德、铁炉堡、奎尔萨拉斯等国家都立马得知了这一令人难以置信的重磅情报。
他们甚至顾不得确认这个消息究竟是真是假，立马开始集结兵力打算先堵死亡灵天灾南下的必经之路。
距离最近的达拉然与吉尔尼斯甚至仅用不到两天功夫便组建起联军，再带上洛丹伦王国在这片地区驻扎的军队，浩浩荡荡沿着大路向北方挺近。
库尔提拉斯海军舰队统帅戴琳则肩负起运输难民的职责，把这些洛丹伦的子民送到相对安全的南方荆棘谷，顺便派出船队北上侦查提瑞斯法林地的情况，看看还能不能再多救出一些难民。
此时此刻他才真正意识到，左思口中反复提及的可怕灾难究竟指的是什么。
……
另外一边，远在东部大陆最南端的契约之城。
刚刚得知弟弟杀了父亲、并且正在亲手毁灭洛丹伦王国这种爆炸性消息的佳莉娅公主，眼下整个人都傻了，一动不动的坐在原地半天没有缓过神来。
等到她停止思考的大脑再一次开始转动的时候，第一件事情就是猛地站起身大喊道：“不可能！这绝对不可能！阿尔萨斯怎么可能会弑父！父王是如此的爱他，把所有最好的东西都给了他。”
“抱歉，公主殿下，我知道您很难接受，但这已经是达拉然那边反复确认过的事实。
眼下的洛丹伦王都已经化作一片废墟，到处都是肆虐的亡灵生物。
驻扎在附近的两个军团也差不多死伤超过七成，只有不足三成在掩护平民撤退之后得以幸存。
目前他们已经撤退到银松森林与达拉然和吉尔尼斯的联军汇合。
至于东威尔德地区和提瑞斯法林地，虽然还有一些城镇和要塞在竭尽所能的抵抗，但如果得不到援军的话陷落也只是时间问题。
最重要的是，阿尔萨斯的行为已经使其彻底失去了合法的继承权。
现在您是米奈希尔家族最后的幸存者与合法继承人。
所以我认为您应该立刻宣布继任成为女王，先树立起一杆旗帜让所有人都知道洛丹伦王国还没有灭亡。
同时给予那些还在抵抗的城镇以希望。”
一名教会高层站出来小心翼翼的劝说道。
“成……成为女王？在这种时候？”
佳莉娅此刻脑子显然非常混乱，心脏更是不争气的狂跳，眼泪也不知道为什么止不住的往下流。
或许对于严格的父亲，她并没有太多的感情。
可对于始终关心自己、理解自己的母亲，她可以说是充满了感激、尊敬跟爱戴。
因为当初如果不是母亲出面说服了父亲，那么佳莉娅的丈夫及其家人可能早就被残忍的处决了。
教会高层赶忙肯定的点了点头：“没错，就是现在。
越是在这种充满绝望的时刻，洛丹伦王国越需要一个能够把他们团结起来的合法领导者。
有了这一层关系，我们才能开始考虑究竟是把难民全部接到荆棘谷来，还是组建军队北上去夺回故土。
更何况也只有成为女王，您才能让乌瑟尔和他领导的白银之手骑士团听从命令，配合我们可能进行的一系列军事行动。”
不得不说，这个人的提议的确相当有见解。
毕竟在政治方面，谁能首先抢到宣称谁就能牢牢掌握主动权。
虽说洛丹伦王室的米奈希尔家族现在只剩下佳莉娅这么一根独苗……
哦，不对，她还有一个没有被公开承认的女儿。
但现在宣布即位成为女王，跟以后在与天灾军团战斗中形成一个个军阀割据势力再成为女王，所具有的政治意义截然不同。
The former can quickly solidify into a political symbol, deeply imprinted in the hearts of the people of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, giving them a clear object of loyalty.
Even if warlord separatist forces were formed later, the other party would not dare to think of replacing the royal family because the soldiers and ordinary people in the ruling area were loyal to the royal family. No matter how big their ambitions were, they could only hide them.
However, the latter gradually united the people's hearts and formed an actual separatist faction in the long battle with the undead. Both civilians and soldiers gradually felt alienated due to the absence of the royal family, and even transferred their hatred for Arthas to Calia.
It is possible that the Kingdom of Lordaeron will split into several factions over whether to recognize the princess's legitimate inheritance rights, and then start a civil war or simply become independent territories.
Especially for a fool like Garithos who does things without considering the consequences, it is hard to imagine what outrageous behavior he would do driven by his ambition.
So in this situation, the sooner Calia claims the throne of Lordaeron, the better.
And now becoming a queen can also be recognized by the leaders of the alliance countries.
Unfortunately, because Jialiya was too sad and worried about the safety of her husband and daughter, she did not give a positive answer. Instead, she sent everyone away on the grounds that she could not think, and went through the secret passage alone to Zuo Si's room.
As soon as she walked out of the secret passage, she saw the god she believed in, with his upper body naked, injecting a tube of boiling blood emitting mysterious energy into her body.
The next second...
The skin that looked pale and bloodless turned red and purple almost instantly, and all the blood vessels suddenly swelled, like earthworms twisting under the skin.
Not only that!
Zuo Si's eyes also showed a creepy dark red light, and an extremely powerful force began to surge throughout his body along with the beating of his heart.
Finally, a pair of bright red wings made entirely of energy suddenly opened from behind, looking like the wings of a wind snake.
As the wings flapped slightly, Jialiya only felt that the blood flow in her body began to accelerate uncontrollably, and then something suddenly flowed out of the nasal mucosa, and a strong smell of blood filled her nose and mouth.
Nosebleed? She stared in disbelief, watching the dark red blood droplets drifting towards Zuo Si not far away, drawing a blood line in the air that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.
Fortunately, this strange situation did not last long.
It stopped abruptly after about one or two seconds.
"Ah, sorry, I didn't notice you coming, and I couldn't control the power I just gained. Here, wipe the blood off your nose."
As he spoke, Zuo Si quickly folded the pair of huge energy wings behind him, picked up a handkerchief and handed it over.
Jia Liya subconsciously took it and wiped her swollen eyes first, then blocked her nose that was still bleeding, and asked carefully: "What was that power just now? Why do I suddenly feel like the blood in my body is out of control?"
"Nothing. I happened to obtain a portion of demigod's blood from an ancient temple, and then purified it to strengthen this mortal body. The power he possesses should be to control blood and absorb life force."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and gave the answer directly.
As everyone knows without asking, this demigod is naturally Hakkar, the Blood God once worshipped by the Gurubashi trolls.
Although this bloodthirsty and cruel demigod has been banished from Azeroth for a long time, his descendants and sunken temples still exist.
Zuo Si only took advantage of the situation a little bit and easily got what he wanted from the other party.
Combined with the blood of the dreadlord that was taken before, this container can be regarded as a truly enhanced version of the vampire ancestor, and it can absorb both life and spiritual power at the same time.
If he wanted, he could always start mass-producing powerful offspring through the Embrace.
It is even possible to obtain the target creature's bloodline, abilities, knowledge and memories through this predatory sucking.
Now, even when facing the demon army of the Burning Legion, Zuo Si, who is temporarily unable to descend with his original body, clone or projection, can ensure that he has the strength to fight.
"Strengthen this mortal body?"
Jia Liya blinked in confusion.
Zuo Si patiently explained, "Because my real body is too far away from Azeroth, I can't really descend for the time being, and even the power transmitted to me will be greatly limited.
Therefore, in order to cope with the impending disaster and protect all believers, we must find a way to strengthen ourselves a little.
By the way, why are your eyes swollen from crying?
Could it be that something big has happened in the kingdom of Lordaeron in the north?"
"I... I just got the news that Arthas betrayed the country and surrendered to the enemy. He also killed my father and massacred the entire capital during the triumphal ceremony.
Others in the church were suggesting that I declare my succession as queen immediately.
But my mind is very confused now and I can't calm down and think at all.
So I hope you can give me a little guidance."
After saying that, Jialiya threw away the handkerchief that was stained with nosebleed, bent down and kissed the magic ring on Zuo Si's finger. Her pitiful eyes were like a small animal longing for its owner's caress and protection.