Chapter 206 The Tragedy of Stratholme in the Illusion of Time 1

Fao took Herald to the bell tower of the church, overlooking the bustling city from a high position.

A bell tower that is more than ten meters high cannot be considered tall.

But it is still a relatively tall building in the city.

Even though Stratholme is a famous big city, there are still very few buildings over ten meters tall.

Although there are not many high-rise buildings in the city.

When you climb up and look around, it's quite impressive.

Faao pointed to the continuous city and introduced it proudly.

"This city has a population of over 600,000. The quality of the residents is also very high, and they generally have good assets."

He saw that Herard didn't seem to understand what this meant, so he introduced it to him in detail.

"The city has enough population and assets, which means that tens of thousands or even more militiamen can be armed at any time."

I always feel like I have become a ghost.

Thanks to advanced alchemy, things like plague are rare in Azeroth.

This situation is not surprising.

Things like eating melons depend on timing.

The prophet's methods are a bit magical, which is understandable.

The other young blond man had no impression at all.

Although Herard cast a spell to show this illusion of time, it was also the first time for him to experience it personally.

"Don't worry, this is a time illusion about the future."

"Jaina, are you even going to betray me?"

"Archbishop, look over there, something doesn't seem right!"

People have spare money to buy weapons and equipment and conduct some regular training.

But the tragedy that happened in Stratholme was confirmed by the Bronze Dragon King.

Seeing the green vomit, Herard immediately thought of the plague.

As more and more residents fell, Fao wished he could travel to the future to save people.

What if I became a king?

Herard looked at the young blond man and felt that this boy was quite handsome.

When he was still a priest, he was already very good at fighting and was the original template for the human paladin.

It's just that the future king is so arrogant.

The blond girl didn't even pause and walked straight towards Uther's camp.

Herard did not understand the meaning.

"Archbishop, let's go to the front door. Uther and Prince Arthas are coming with their troops."

Obviously the population has been greatly increased.

At least half of the soldiers sided with Uther.

So Herard looked around carefully and quickly found something wrong.

As long as there are not too many wars, there will not be too much pressure on the economy.

He subconsciously added: "The son seems to be more like his mother."

After hearing that Uther was coming with his army, Faol naturally had high hopes for him.

The middle-aged man and the young blond man were arguing over whether to massacre the city.

As he spoke, he took out an hourglass and turned it upside down.

Fao looked towards where Herad was pointing and found that the child had fallen to the ground and began to twitch.

More than ten years later, Stratholme became more prosperous, and many buildings were renovated and expanded.

"What's going on?"

Through self-suggestion, he quickly integrated into this illusion of time and began to walk on the streets, looking at the city of the future.

Therefore, Faao's first thought was the thieves' poison, not the man-made plague.

By the way, catch that nasty thief and burn him to death.

That kind of green vomit made Fao very angry.

Of course, man-made plagues can actually be classified as poisons.

This young mage is said to be a prophet.

After some research, he introduced it to Faao.

This is obviously not the right time to eat melon.

The vicious thief wanted to slowly torture these innocent residents to death.

"You traitors! Get out, get away!"

It is also the most powerful combat force of the Holy Light Church.

After hearing what Herard said, Fao quickly regained his composure.

Looking at the divided army, Prince Alsace roared angrily.

"This guy should be Arthas. Next, he will bloodbath Stratholme and then set the city on fire."

Even if Prince Alsace forcibly deprived him of his power as the crown prince, he still could not do anything to him.

Uther is Faol's protégé.

Herard looked at the prosperous city in front of him and shook his head helplessly.

The core of the crowd were two high-ranking Paladins wearing golden armor.

Seeing the arrogant look of the young blond man, Fao was so angry that he trembled all over.

The profession of Paladin was created by Faol after studying Uther's situation.

When life and death are at stake, you can defend your home and country at any time.

The middle-aged man who firmly opposed was eventually deprived of the commander's position by the young blond man.

Just when Fao was filled with hatred, Herad, who turned on God's perspective, saw the large army coming from outside the city.

"Uther, you have disobeyed the orders of the future king. I hereby declare that you will be relieved of all duties!"

It was a family of three enjoying lunch happily.

Seeing the gravel containing the power of time begin to flow, Herad cast a spell to pull Faol into the illusion of time.

No one wants to massacre the city.

This is a fragment of the countless timelines in Azeroth.

He looked at the pedestrians walking past him in surprise.

When Alsace saw a blond girl leaving, he leaned weakly against the big tree next to him and muttered to himself.

The only ones who will come at this time are Uther and Prince Alsace.

And the one who attacked them was the only prince of the kingdom, the future king.

But he soon realized that there seemed to be a big melon inside.

Herard certainly knew what it meant to be a wealthy resident.

However, when he rushed to the city gate, he heard a group of people arguing about whether to massacre the city.

No one wants to stand with an incompetent prince.

As the two walked over, the child's parents also began to vomit.

With the bustling streets and pedestrians coming and going, Faao couldn't tell the difference between reality and fiction.

The furious Faol said angrily: "Why doesn't this little beast look like he belongs to the Menethil family?"

Uther has worked in the military for many years and has a huge network of contacts.

More buildings were built on the original vacant land.

He looked proudly at Herard next to him.

In his opinion, this was a slow poison refined by a vicious thief.

As soon as Prince Alsace finished speaking, many soldiers walked towards the opposite camp.

It's just that my brain is a little hard to use, and I'm being tricked around by the enemy.
To be continued...