Evil will not deceive you

"But this drama doesn't just require the release of anger and the manifestation of dark desires, doesn't it? The impact of light? Or the obstruction of backward thinking? I'm really curious, Alsace, how will you face it? To your teachers, to your loved ones.”

Tichondrius couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the old man and young girl who rushed over in panic.

He had no involvement in this plan, and basically followed Li Ke's plan. But what's interesting is that, like Alsace, that adult wanted Stratholme to be destroyed by Alsace, but he didn't. The men of Stratholme died.

It can be said to be quite...

Contradictory.

"However, this has nothing to do with us. The commissions given by my two masters are actually quite easy. They are already going to destroy themselves..."

Tichondrius crossed his arms, not really paying much attention to the entrustment of the two masters.

The order of the Burning Legion was to let him make Arthas the legion's puppet as soon as possible. The Lich King should also utilize the ultimate value of Ner'zhul, a waste, as soon as possible.

Because there is no need to doubt that once the souls of Arthas and Ner'zhul merge, the one who survives will definitely be Arthas, a person who has the same idea as Li Ke.

The Burning Legion doesn't mind letting Arthas build his own empire on this planet, just like they don't mind Li Ke building an empire on this world.

They just need the power of this planet and make this planet surrender to the Legion.

As for the rest, they don't care.

Denathius's order was much simpler, helping Li Ke complete his idea.

As for these two commissions, he didn't even take any action, Alsace took care of them himself.

"Don't say that, Tichondrius, be careful what you say."

Grayson's voice suddenly appeared in Tichondrius's mind, and he smiled without taking it seriously.

Because, in fact, his loyalty to Denathius was quite average. Denathius had indeed given them life and held their lifeblood.

But how to say it?

The same goes for Legion.

Destruction and destruction are all things they like. As long as they can do these things, the Legion will not hesitate to give you things, as long as you still have value.

But Denathius was just asking for it from them.

The cost is not even exposing them.

But everyone knows that Denathius will not take the initiative to expose them as spies.

But, did the people of the Burning Legion really not notice?

Sargeras was a learned man, and Kil'jaeden and Archimonde had explored the world of death more than once. Do they really know nothing?

I just don't care.

Everyone knows that Li Ke does not believe in the Legion at all, and simply wants to use the power of the Legion to develop his power in this world.

But Legion doesn't care.

Because they really need Li Ke's power and value Li Ke's talents.

Others are not important.

He did the same with Denathrius.

Loyalty is something that needs to be maintained.

"Got it, Grayson, okay, it's time for me to take the next step."

He hung up the secret communication between them and looked at Alsace again.

Although he really didn't have much involvement, he was the culprit in Alsace, so he really wanted to see the development of the plot in the name of the mastermind behind the scenes.

After all, this is the entertainment of the evil side.

By Alsace's side, he had already cleared out the people in this neighborhood. The streets were filled with headless corpses, and on the slope, the flowing blood even dragged a pipe up and headed towards the sewer. .

"This is only part of the price...I still need more blood..."

Arthas closed his eyes. At this moment, the other block was already full of undead. As long as he crushed the gem in his hand, the undead would rush out of the door and sweep across Stratholme, making Tichondrius appear. Manipulate the illusion of the undead.

These undead souls will become the undead in the future, and the people killed by these undead souls will also be resurrected and walk as undead in the future.

But these people at his feet will really die.

"Sorry, but you are the last drop of blood..."

Thinking this, he reached out and touched his chest, wanting to pray for these people, but a heavy and rapid sound of horse hooves sounded. But before the sound of horse hooves came near, he heard a roar containing endless anger and disappointment.

"Alsace!!!"

Uther never dreamed that he would be able to see countless controlled undead attacking the entire Stratholme just after going out for a patrol. He also did not expect that he would actually be able to see Arthas order a bloodbath in Stratholme!

And when he saw Alsace covered in blood standing among the corpses of a large group of civilians, and even the corpses of women and children with their heads smashed next to him, this saint who had worked hard for the Holy Light and the gospel of other people all his life... Uther, a knight, a lifelong warrior, and can be said to be the strongest paladin in the world, almost fell off his horse!

His body was shaking, his brain felt extremely dizzy, and he even prayed for a moment that he was having a nightmare, but the holy light on his body told him that his heart was beating rapidly and even started to hurt, telling him that he was not dreaming.

Looking at the river of blood flowing like a stream, he felt it was difficult to breathe. He saw the legendary hell, and when he saw the guilt and calmness in Alsace's eyes, his voice trembled and he roared involuntarily. come out.

"What are you doing! Arthas Menethil! You are raising a butcher knife against the people you swore to protect!! Do you know what you are doing?!"

The old knight jumped off the horse and rushed in front of Alsace, who was covered in blood. He grabbed Alsace's collar and roared angrily at his proudest and most valued disciple.

Looking at the angry Paladin and the Paladin who almost wanted to kill him, Arthas was very calm.

"I need your soldiers to help me, Uther. There are too many people contaminated by the plague. We have no way to cure it. We must clean up the entire city, otherwise, we will face hundreds of thousands of undead armies!"

Arthas calmly explained the dangers that Lordaeron would face in his plan, while Uther looked at his disciples and felt only absurdity.

"What are you talking about! Arthas! Do you want us to massacre civilians?! There must be other ways! Arthas! It's too late to turn back now! These are magic and curses, and the Holy Light can... "

"Yes, the Holy Light can help me."

When Arthas thought of the Holy Light, he couldn't help but think of Li Ke, so he looked at Uther and spoke in anger.

"So, Teacher Uther, can you, in the name of the Holy Light, in the name of the king, and with their loyalty, let the Knights of the Silver Hand..."

Uther's eyes widened because he had sensed that Arthas was about to say something terrible.

“…persuading those who eat contaminated food to commit suicide?”

Today I will make up for yesterday's, and today's will not be less, but it is estimated that it will be one or two o'clock.