Stratholme God

   Chapter 1007 I want to ask a question

   If the historical Lich King Arthas appeared, it would definitely be a shock to the world.

   The alliance at that time was really helpless, and the entire Northern Continent of the Eastern Kingdom was beaten to almost nothing. Except for Dalaran, who was running away, and Gilneas, who was still in autism, there was no larger main city.

  Eagle's Nest Mountain certainly counts, but the number of Wildhammer dwarves is too small to be called the main city.

  The Storm Kingdom in the Southern Continent was the Alliance’s lead, and it couldn’t withstand another full-scale attack by the Scourge.

   Not to mention the perfect fusion of Arthas and Ner'zhul, which constituted the peak of combat power at that time.

   In this historical context, it became inevitable to join forces with tribes.

   In fact, there was constant friction between the Alliance and the Horde at that time, and it was not uncommon for them to fight again. But the appearance of the two fools of the Lich King made the enemy of life and death put down their grudges, and always decided to destroy the bones first.

  The leader of the tribe is Thrall, so don't worry about his sudden brain damage, and a sudden backstab when the Alliance fights the Scourge.

  The defense still has to guard against the tribe, so don't be too careful.

   McDonald's in this life has plenty of room.

  As a man who is as steady as a dog, he didn't dare to take care of himself, and silently raised the alert level of the alliance.

   I have to say that there is another troublesome thing that he can't handle well, that is Kalia.

   Recently, I can clearly feel that the former princess is in a bad mood.

   Certainly not what love will disappear.

   is purely: she knew that the Northern Expedition was approaching, whether she knew it actively or passively.

   An army of 100,000 was dispatched, sharpening their knives and heading north. Such a big thing, certainly can't hide from anyone.

  It was late at night, Kalia, who was kneeling in front of McDonald's, was panting heavily, her eyes were closed, her face was as red as the clouds, and there was a teardrop in the corner of her eye.

   McDonald took a few deep breaths, quickly suppressed his excitement and trembling, and gently helped her wipe away that crystal tear.

   Kalia's body was up and down, but she was like a doll, letting McDonald wipe her face and pat her back.

   A strange silence echoed in the air, and after a long time, Kalia rolled over and hugged McDonald's.

   "I'm sorry!" Kalia said.

  McDonald understands.

   "It's not your siblings' fault."

   "There is no eternal kingship in the world! The person who covets immortality and makes millions of people pay the price with their lives is Menethil after all!" Having said this, Kalia's tears could not be stopped.

  McDonald affirmed his calmness and said solemnly: "Now, wielding the Balrog Hammer, the young man who must charge forward in every battle to destroy the world and fight for millions of people, his surname was Menethil!"

   Kalia was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled: "Arthas, he did a good job."

MacDonald stroked Kalia's long straight hair as brilliant as gold: "Lordaeron has not perished, and the people of Lordaeron have not died. Of course there is no less to do, but after everything is over, we Still have to look forward. Remember! It is not one's conscience that truly judges a person, but the voice of the people, and the historian."

   "I know... I know! Woohoo! McDonald's, you're so kind..."

  Feeling, this delicate princess, together with her weathered heart, melted together at this moment.

Patting Kalia on the back, McDonald said with great certainty, "Don't worry, I will definitely give up the Lich King. Nothing can stop me and my hero partner, not the Demon Commander, the Ancient God, the Black Dragon Prince. No, not even the Lich King!"

   Kalia looked at McDonald's profile fascinatedly.

   14 years later, he is no longer the arrogant dude he used to be. He has changed from a piece of trash to a hero and the number one person in the league that millions of people admire and follow.

   His powerful and invincible record is the label of his brilliance.

  There is nothing to worry about.

   "Then, then leave everything to you. I'm afraid I can't face my father..."

   "It's okay, just wait for my news in the castle."

   It was a bit cold in the middle of the night, and McDonald settled Kalia, who was sleeping soundly with a smile on his lips, and walked out of the door of his suite.

   He was not surprised that Valeera and Maiev followed him silently. He was surprised that his own guard knights were staring at a fool in the corner.

   Arthas and Kalia are worthy of being brothers and sisters, and the two actually chose the same time by coincidence.

   The dignified former prince and the current Alliance Marshal, he spread his legs and sat in the corner of the icy aisle with a very unpretentious butt. Seeing McDonald's coming out, he pulled out a revolver with a wry smile and pulled the trigger with the muzzle upside down.

   "Bah!"

   A small flame appeared in the night.

  Mai someone angrily overturned the table of his mind.

   You are so filthy!

   Such a big pistol-shaped thing is actually a lighter used to light cigarettes?

   However, by the weak light of the fire, McDonald noticed Arthas's bad appearance at the moment, his face was unshaven.

   It's not like him!

  McDonald sighed in his heart, then in front of his guards, he sat down next to the two fools.

   "Have you figured it out? If you can't figure it out, go back and figure it out and see me again." McDonald's was rude.

   did not answer directly, Arthas glanced at McDonald's: "Brother, thank you."

   Looking at McDonald's relaxed look, Alsace knew that his old sister should have entrusted everything to McDonald's.

"Who am I with you? Even if you don't have a relationship with Kalia, I will support you. Of course, if I worked so hard to save Lordaeron, I will take a certain crown as a reward. ."

  Some words, if you say them clearly, will not hurt people so much. McDonald's has reached this point, and there is no way out. Even if he doesn't want to become king, the vassals below will force him.

   Unexpectedly, Alsace was unmoved, and even wanted to laugh a little.

   He grinned, and the corners of his mouth rose: "Whether it's a crown or a crown, take it if you like it. You deserve it!"

Arthas was so free and easy, but McDonald was a little worried: "Wait, you don't want to do something stupid, right? For example, a person to question the Lich King or something? I warn you, sacrificing yourself for such a guy, this It's really not worth it!"

Arthas patted McDonald's shoulder: "Relax! I know that if I degenerate into a death knight, it will bring unimaginable and terrible consequences to you and the Alliance. So if I do anything, I will definitely bring a hero with me. regiments and a million-dollar alliance army."

   He said this, and McDonald was somewhat relieved: "That's good!"

   "I just want to ask him a question at his last end. Even if there is a high probability that there will be no answer, I want to ask it. That's all."

   (end of this chapter)