Crossing the World of Warcraft: I am an Ancient God

"My lord, we are near Stratholme."

"Then put me down quickly." Yun said hurriedly.

"Okay, sir, this is the portal leading here. If you need anything, just tell me directly." Gothik said respectfully.

"Okay, I'll go by myself. You guys find a place to settle down. You are all undead, and this will be your home from now on." Yun looked at the bosses of Naxxramas one by one. It was not a good idea to take them to Stratholme by himself, so it would be more convenient for him to go by himself.

"Sir!" North came up and said first.

"You guys stay here and do your research. Come back when I have time."

"Okay." Razuvios agreed first.

Yun returned to the ground, and this time there was an additional portal to Naxxramas. He didn't want to test it now. The most important thing was to find Arthas first.

Yun put on the Paladin's attire again, summoned the holy warhorse, and set off towards Stratholme along the route he had agreed on before.

The desolation along the way is visible to the naked eye, and there are more unconscious undead, and some creatures affected by the plague can be seen.

When they arrived at Stratholme, Yun was not stopped outside the city as he had expected. The city gates were open, the inspection was not particularly strict, and there were some humans coming in and out. There was no sense of urgency before a war at all.

People only took a glance at Yun's paladin attire, but no one started talking to him or inspected him.

Yun entered the city full of worry. The streets in the city were well-arranged, just as good as those in Stormwind City, but there were not many pedestrians on the streets. Every household had their doors closed, and some houses even had white cloth hung on their doors, which made Yun very strange.

Yun walked for a long time and saw only a few people on the street. There were no soldiers guarding some key intersections. If the undead came to attack, they might not be able to hold on.

Yun walked towards the city center, hoping to see the royal palace or administrative department in the center.

Yun saw a tall building from afar. Its splendor made it undoubtedly a royal palace. In this strange city, Yun could only go to the palace to take a look first.

When Yun walked to the gate of the palace, the guards immediately stopped him, and Yun felt a little more at ease.

"Is it Paladin Master Yun?"

"Um... yes..." Yun didn't expect that the person who stopped him actually recognized him.

"Then please come in." The guard hurriedly welcomed Yun in.

"Where is Arthas?" Yun asked as soon as he came up.

"The third prince has been imprisoned now."

"Imprison? Why imprison him?" Although Yun had many doubts, he still acted nonchalant.

"He is a necromancer now and can summon the undead." said the guard with emotion.

"Um...Okay, by the way, I've seen quite a few undead on my way here, and I see that there's almost no defense at the gate of your city."

"Defend? Defend against who? The city is full of plague now, and the undead may appear in the city at any time. There is no way to defend it. Moreover, food cannot be delivered in now. The city is already short of food. In the current situation, Stratholme will collapse on its own even without the undead attack." said the guard sadly.

"Can you say that?" Yun was a little surprised. Could soldiers talk about what was happening in the city so casually?

"The King has decreed that soldiers and civilians alike may freely leave Stratholme."

"If they leave freely, they will be attacked by the undead on the way, and then..."

"This is the only solution. The current food supply can no longer support the large-scale transfer of people, and other countries cannot accept so many people. Rather than let everyone starve to death, it is better for everyone to find a way to survive."

Yun had already prepared for the worst, but he still didn't expect it to be this bad.

At the same time, he was also deeply worried about the meeting with the king.

On the way to the palace, Yun saw a strange tower. The guards under the tower were obviously much more energetic, and there were also many people crowded there.

"What are they doing? Distributing food?" Yun asked in confusion.

"That's the safest way to get out of here now."

“The safest?”

"That's the airship station. Every day an airship will come to pick up some people, provided that they are not infected with the plague."

"Oh, so it's for these high-ranking officials to take away?" Yun said with some disdain.

"Many of the families of high-ranking officials have left, but most of the ministers of the principality are still here."

"Huh? Didn't you leave?"

"Yes, most of them didn't leave, including the four princes."

This was a little beyond Yun's imagination. He didn't expect that there would be so many loyal people in a kingdom that was about to be destroyed. Maybe they didn't really want to stay, but the old king was still very courageous.

At the same time, Yun was also looking forward to meeting the old king.

"Hello, Yun." The expected haggard king did not appear, but instead a somewhat skinny old man.

"Hello."

"Thank you for taking care of Arthas during this time."

"Um, you're welcome." Yun really didn't know what to say and could only go along with what the king said.

"Don't worry about your origins. That's not my concern. I'm sure you understand the current situation. I want to ask you, can you still get out?"

"Yes." Yun answered solemnly.

"Then let me ask you a favor."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"I hope you can take my grandson away from here and go to a safe place."

"Your Majesty, I don't think this problem is difficult for you." Yun was a little confused.

"Yes, I can do it, but my generation is too tired, and I don't want them to live such a tiring life. If someone else takes it away, it is the bloodline of Menethil, the bloodline of the royal family of the Principality of Senna, and then they will become tools of others. And you won't..."

"Why can't I?" Yun was very confused. Could he be so trustworthy?

"If you want, Arthas is enough. No one else is needed. And according to Arthas' words, you are capable but do not like war. I believe you."

"Haven't you thought about solving the current situation?" Yun asked.

"I've thought of all the possible solutions." The old king smiled helplessly.

"Okay, so why did you imprison Arthas?"

"Imprisonment? Although the kingdom is on the verge of collapse, it still has some high-end combat power. Do you think those people can kill Arthas?"

"Well, you can just let him go."

"I think his plan is good, and perhaps more people will survive, but someone has to be held responsible for this, so let our Menethil family bear this fate."

"Huh? What plan?" Yun had a bad feeling.

"Didn't Arthas tell you?"

"No, I haven't met Arthas yet." Yun told the truth.

"Well, then, go talk to Arthas first." The old king breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun did not say that he had already taken control of Naxxramas and that the undead outside were no longer a threat, but Yun did not dare to say this to their faces. After all, the undead were still being criticized. If he could really prove that he was the boss of the undead, there would definitely be "righteous" humans who would want to kill him.

Yun was taken to the dungeon under the palace and met Arthas, who was quite nice.

"Sir, why are you here?" Arthas was somewhat happy to see Yun coming.

"Nonsense, I'm afraid you'll do something wrong." He was no longer cautious towards Artasyun.

"Sir, I haven't solved the problem yet. I'm sorry for bringing shame upon you." Arthas felt a little guilty.

"Whether it's embarrassing or not has nothing to do with me, but you and I have something to do with each other."

"My lord..." Arthas choked up.

"Tell me, what's the plan?"

"I..." Arthas hesitated.

"Can't you even tell me? Maybe I can have a better plan?"

"My lord, I... don't know how to say it." Arthas was still hesitant.

"Massacre?" Yun asked tentatively.

"Sir, have you guessed it?"

"I've only guessed a few things. These are probably the only solutions you can think of." Yun said mercilessly.

"I..." Arthas felt a little embarrassed.

"Let's talk about it in detail."

"There are two problems in the city right now. One is the rampant plague, and the other is the lack of food. So I plan to gather all those infected with the plague and kill them, then resurrect them to form an army of the undead to open a way out for the remaining people."

“It’s a good idea, but there are many difficulties in actually implementing it.”

"Ok?"

"First of all, how do you distinguish those who have a mild infection of the plague? A whole family is going to be killed just because they have a mild infection of the plague. Can other people just watch it? Second, how many undead armies can you control? Where are you going to find a way out? There are no human settlements nearby. The nearest one is the Kingdom of Reid. They have been fighting all the time. How many people do you think you can lead?" Yun pointed out the shortcomings of Artas' plan ruthlessly.

"But this is the only way."

"So you're just not smart enough. If you can't think of a better way, why don't you ask someone else?"

"Ask others? The Principality has already made a prediction, and this is indeed the best way for now."

Yun patted his forehead helplessly.

"Okay, go contact North."

"Huh? North is here too?" Arthas was a little happy. After all, he was much more familiar with North than Yun.

"I can already control most of the undead, so the threat of undead outside has disappeared. Similarly, the source of the plague has been found, and the antidote is being researched. As for food, it is not difficult to solve it. Dathrohan of the Sanctuary of Light has become a paladin. He now has the ability to expel the plague that contaminates food, so your food shortage problem can be largely solved."

"What? My lord... you actually solved the problem of the undead outside? How did you do it?" Arthas became excited after hearing Yun's words.

"We found their lair and reached an agreement with their leader, that's it..."

"That's it?" Arthas was a little unconvinced. After all, the leader who could create so many undead and the plague would not be someone who was very easy to talk to. Yun must have gotten this result after a series of battles.

Arthas couldn't help but feel a little moved. After all, Yun had rarely appeared in recent years. His sudden appearance this time must be for himself. Now he was fighting with the opponent's leader and finally solved his problem from the root.

"Okay, this is the situation here. You should go out and make contact as soon as possible. The sooner they contact, the fewer people will die." Yun felt relieved and started to stop the massacre from happening. No matter what the purpose was, massacre was wrong, especially against one's own people. As for what would happen in the future, it would depend on themselves.

"Sir, now that the matter here is settled, where are you going?"

"Just take care of yourself first. Your strength is so poor."

"Yes, sir." Arthas was a little embarrassed.

"I'm going to go to the south to meet the trolls. I have a feeling something is going to happen to them."

"Okay, come on, I want to see my father." Arthas shouted to the guards.

Yun was originally planning to replenish food, but when he saw the city full of refugees, he gave up. After all, he still had a chance to get food, but if he took some away, someone might really starve to death because of Yun's food.

Arthas went to contact North. The subsequent planning and implementation were not Yun's forte. Yun was also prepared to wait for two days to see if there was anything else he could do to help them. At least he had to confirm whether Gothik was honest.

Three days later, Yun saw the first batch of food that was delivered. Although it was not much, Yun saw the hope of life in the eyes of the civilians. More people were no longer numb. The Principality also released the news and began to count the severity of the plague in each family, so that they could provide treatment in an orderly manner when Dasohan sent people over.

Everything is going in the right direction and Yun is ready to go.

First, we need to find a good place for the undead to settle down. At the same time, we also need to have a good talk with the trolls, at least to know what their purpose is. It would be best if there is no conflict. If there is a conflict, see if we can resolve it as much as possible. It is not easy to survive on the continent. One move by the Titan guardians can lead to the death of a large number of creatures.

Seeing the hope of life, the Principality of Senna broke out in unprecedented harmony. Everything was moving in a good direction, except for Arthas.

Although he was not the leader of this natural disaster invasion, people did not know who was leading whom. As long as they were undead, they were enemies of humans. The large-scale death of humans this time was all caused by the undead. Therefore, no matter how much Arthas, who could control the undead, did, he was still rejected by people. Although senior officials knew these things, they could not guarantee that Arthas would not do the same thing, and in the end they could only let Arthas take the blame.

Arthas had to return to Naxxramas and watch his brothers busy at work.

"Okay, stop imagining. Have you counted the number of undead? How many have gained consciousness? Have you chosen the location of your home?"

"There are too many undead, and we haven't counted them yet, but those that have gained consciousness are definitely over ten thousand. As our control over the undead weakens, the number of them gaining consciousness is increasing. As for their locations, we don't know which one is better." North became the steward of Naxxramas.

Yun looked at the map and pointed to a place.

"What is this place for?"

"Here? A long time ago, there was a whole underground building, but it was abandoned because it was too dangerous and there was a lot of poisonous gas inside."

"Okay, our new home is here. Let the undead repair it. Don't waste the poison gas and plague. Use them to protect our new home."

"This is a good idea. The undead don't need to see the sun. It's better underground, and there are many ready-made buildings." Arthas became interested.

"Okay, you will be responsible for building our new home. Let's call it Lordaeron."