The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

In a black space, three black and blue dragons were discussing how to change the critical time point in front of them.

"Lord Mnozdo asked us to come and change the time of Stratholme. What should we do?"

"How about using illusion to turn the surface of the plagued grains back to normal?"

"Yes, as long as Arthas doesn't know that Stratholme has been infected by the plague, he will not purify Stratholme."

"Yes, if Arthas had not been blinded by the rage of revenge, he would not have gone to Northrend to pull out Frostmourne from the seal."

"No, we still need to make some preparations to prevent the illusion covering the food from being seen through."

"How about, after being discovered, we find a chance to completely eliminate Arthas?"

"Okay, then let's use this as a backup plan. Once the illusion fails, we will ambush Arthas and destroy him once and for all."

"It's a very good plan. I totally agree with it."

"If Arthas dies, a series of events that follow will not happen. This time point can be completely changed. I agree."

"Then, let's proceed according to the plan. I will go and gather our followers, and you two will use illusions and plan the specific implementation plan of the backup plan."

"We will eventually stop the end of time!"

"We will win, for M'nozdo!"

"For Azeroth!"

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On the other side, outside of Stratholme.

With the help of Jaina, the Prince's Guard has been successfully assembled.

"Warriors, we must find out whether the residents of Stratholme are infected by the plague."

"Remember, go to Stratholme and investigate the villagers' situation. Be nice and do your job seriously. Do you hear me?"

"Listen carefully, we will complete the task."

Under the leadership of Falric and Marwyn, the Prince's Guard was divided into two teams and began to explore the surrounding areas for news about Stratholme.

"Jaina, after obtaining the antidote in Dalaran, is there any good way to heal the people of Stratholme?"

"They plan to use the air to spread the antidote to cure those infected by the plague."

"Teacher Antonidas told me that once they have prepared enough antidotes, they will come to Stratholme to help us."

Arthas was very happy to hear the news. Dalaran was very efficient! It should not be underestimated. It was indeed the magical kingdom of humans.

"Then all we have to do is to stabilize the plague in Stratholme and prevent it from breaking out prematurely."

"Yes, my prince, what should we do?"

"Don't worry, as long as I don't make a decision to purify Stratholme, the plague will not break out in a short period of time."

As soon as she finished her words, Jaina threw herself into Arthas' arms, feeling the fragrant and delicate body in her hands.

Arthas took a deep breath of the fragrance, touched Jaina's head, looked at her affectionately and spoke gently.

"Time is running out. Let's go into the city to investigate and extend the outbreak time."

"Besides, I privately asked Farak and the others to investigate more slowly and more rigorously, so that there would be no mistakes."

"You are very good, Arthas."

While the two were hanging out on the outskirts of Stratholme, Uther was leading the Knights of the Silver Hand towards Stratholme.

That's right, Arthas and Jaina did not bring the Silver Hand in advance.

Bringing it here so early would be a signal to Mal'Ganis in Stratholme so that he could start planning right away.

In order to make Uther and others become our fighting force, we need to collect enough evidence.

Because the two did not directly return to the original plot after the end of the episode, in order to prevent unexpected accidents, they must strive for all the strength they can.

Turning the camera to Dalaran, a group of mages were busy making potions, and another group was quickly preparing a teleportation array.

Finally, there was a group of people moving equipment for curing the plague. After all, they had to cure the residents of Stratholme as quickly as possible.

Antonidas felt very tired as he crafted batches of scrolls in his own mage tower.

In order to prevent accidents, powerful wizards, in addition to commanding and teaching others on the streets, make scrolls in the Wizard Tower.

So many people in Stratholme were transformed into undead. Faced with such a huge army of undead, the human kingdom was in danger.

In order to prevent the war from expanding, the undead in that city must be completely eliminated after treatment fails. It is necessary to grind their bones and scatter their ashes.

Before Antonidas could ask when he had given the magic ball that could connect with other people to his disciple, he was hit by a series of news and began to doubt his life.

He was surprised to learn from his disciple Jaina that Kel'Thuzad was the culprit of the plague. After all, he knew that Kel'Thuzad studied necromancy.

He was afraid, knowing that his disciples were facing an enemy that would produce an endless supply of undead spirits as long as there were corpses. This kind of enemy was like a swarm of locusts, and if the human kingdom was not stopped, it might be destroyed.

They knew that their master was an orc, and he was full of hatred. All the crises in recent years were almost inseparable from the invading orcs from other worlds. The orcs must die!

He was shocked to learn that his disciples had figured out the structure of the plague in just a few days, and were able to develop and even quickly produce an antidote.

His disciple not only had extraordinary magical talent, but also had such strong research ability that he stroked his beard before he could calm down.

It is true that the waves behind push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach, teaching their disciples and starving their masters to death!

Having such an outstanding disciple would only make him feel stressed.

So after receiving the news, he immediately notified everyone in Dalaran to join the plan.

With his many years of political skills, he strives to complete mass production of the antidote as quickly as possible to quickly support the war on the front line.

My disciples have to face the unstable situation in Stratholme where a plague could break out at any time, so we must go and help them quickly!

Oh, and don’t let yourself exert any effort.

How could his old friends Terenas and Daelin allow their children to fall into danger?

He did it as soon as he thought of it, took out his magic ball for communication, and sent a message to the two of them.

Hello, Terenas (Daelin), are you there?

I have something very important to tell you, it concerns the safety of our country! Listen to me, it is...

In a secluded corner of Stratholme, there is a white-haired female dwarf with a bun.

In front of her stood five well-dressed alliance members holding sharp weapons. Some were tall, some were short, some were fat, some were thin, but they all exuded a powerful aura.

"Welcome, warriors, you've arrived just in time."

"Old Stratholme... why send us back to this time stream."