The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Mal'Ganis, my brother, have we failed?"

"Yes, my brother, Lotilas, but don't you find it strange?"

"Just now, all the plague-infected residents of Stratholme disappeared."

"Even some of our undead minions lost contact with us in just a moment."

In an undead base in Stratholme, Mal'Ganis and Lotiras, who had resumed their actions, were very confused.

Because when Alexstrasza left this world, Jaina opened a magical portal at the same moment.

All the Stratholme civilians encountered during this period were selected and teleported out together.

I just can't get rid of the negative effects. I clearly chose to teleport on the ground, but I ended up falling from the air.

"Mal'Ganis, can humans, dwarves, and high elves have such power? It is unbelievable."

"I don't think even Archimonde and Lord Kil'jaeden combined could accomplish this."

"Lotiras, this is me, Mal'Ganis. This is the first time I've encountered a situation like this. We may need to ask our creator for help."

"No, my brother, I think this power is either..."

"Oh no, Lotiras, we've fallen into a trap."

It turned out that the gift prepared by Arthas and Jaina appeared, right in the soil under their feet, and exploded automatically when the time was right.

In the blink of an eye, the two dreadlords were enveloped by roaring flames.

After the fire storm, two rays of holy light and ice spears pierced the chests of the two men.

It’s not that they didn’t try to find a way to escape, but the arcane circle that Jaina had set up in advance interrupted their spellcasting.

Not long after, the two dreadlords appeared in a miserable state, supporting each other, covered in wounds.

Having been badly injured by a sneak attack from a villain, they summoned the undead troops from the city of Stratholme to come before them.

"Servants, sacrifice your lives for your master."

As soon as these words were spoken, hundreds of unfortunate undead were filled with fel energy by the Dreadlord, and chaotic green energy gradually exploded from their bodies.

These evil energies squeezed out of the undead's bodies were absorbed by Mal'Ganis and Lotiras before they could pollute the surrounding land.

In an instant, the two men's eyes flashed green, and the power of the evil energy in their bodies quickly healed their injured bodies.

"My brother, do you sense it?"

"They are all outside the city, Lotiras. The mortals have angered us."

"Mal'Ganis, it's time to settle accounts with them."

"Although we don't know who betrayed us, we still have enough troops."

"We must change our previous plans. Let us release the forces of death and evil, brother."

So, the two dreadlords reached an agreement and led their troops to attack the humans outside Stratholme.

On the other side, after the green smoke in the sky dissipated with the wind, the ground was filled with the people of Stratholme.

Under the organization of the Lordaeron soldiers, they formed different columns and stepped into the golden portal step by step to Lordaeron.

It was Arthas, wearing the Lich King suit, who opened the gate to Lordaeron for the healed people of Stratholme.

"The other me, oh no, my brother, you really acted like one. You scared us when you first appeared."

"If the people of Stratholme hadn't helped you, we would have almost been unable to resist attacking you in the face of such an evil temperament."

The picture before us may be the "famous painting" of the world of Azeroth, with the Lich King Arthas and the Prince of Lordaeron standing shoulder to shoulder.

"Brother, how can your armor be so realistic? It's amazing. It's really good."

"If we were not both users of Holy Light, we would have almost..."

"Trust me, brother, you will also get a cool weapon and armor in the future, but they will be different from mine."

"It seems that you think the same as I do, brother."

At this time, Arthas Menethil teased his other self while knocking on Arthas's Crown of Domination.

Unfortunately, before the two could continue to flatter, the furious Mal'Ganis and Lotiras arrived with their undead troops.

Fortunately, all the rescued people of Lordaeron have arrived in Lordaeron and no longer have to suffer persecution from the two dreadlords.

"Young Prince of Lordaeron, we finally meet. I am..."

"I know you are Mal'Ganis, but I want to know who this Nathrezim is."

"I have no interest in you, Mal'Ganis. You have failed so many times that I am so disappointed."

"Foolish mortal, do you think I would tell you the name of the great Lotiras?"

Finding that Arthas was very sensible, Lotiras spoke out his name loudly.

Having worked with Mal'Ganis for so long, he was basically the one doing the odd jobs while Mal'Ganis did the big work.

It was the first time that someone knew his name, and he took a step forward, pretending not to notice Mal'Ganis's gloomy expression.

"Lotilas, you dare to take the first step with your right foot in front of me. This is really disrespectful to me."

"Insult me? I am Jaina Proudmoore, the daughter of the sea. I will fight you."

"Roar!"

In an instant, Jaina rode Soranos and rushed towards Lotiras.

"Just you? Mortal, since you are so brave, all we can do is..."

"You are wrong, Mal'Ganis. Your opponent is me, Arthas Menethil."

"Frostmourne? Crown of Domination! Ner'zhul, is it you who is the traitor?"

After Mal'Ganis delivered the fatal blow to Jaina, he discovered the Lich King, Arthas, and was surprised.

Ner'zhul, who was imprisoned in the Frozen Throne, actually betrayed the Burning Legion without making a sound. Wasn't he afraid of Kil'jaeden?

Even though he knew that Ner'zhul would betray him sooner or later, wasn't he betraying too early?

As an orc who invaded Azeroth and witnessed the power of the Burning Legion and the Jailer, what capital did he have to betray?

This matter left Mal'Ganis very puzzled and unable to understand.

"Ner'zhul, you know the consequences of betraying the Legion. I will give you one more chance..."

"Betraying the Legion? Mal'Ganis, how dare you compare the orc Ner'zhul with me."

"As the ruler of a country, he and I are not on the same level."

Arthas, who had just been teleported to Lotiras by Jaina, used Frostmourne to block the despicable Mal'Ganis with a sword.

Arthas and Jaina used practical actions to tell the others behind them that fighting requires hard struggle, and not to just stand there and wait for the enemy to come and fight you.

Seeing this, the others behind were forced to fight together with the other Undead Scourge.

"Why are you silent? Mal'Ganis, when did you become such a coward?"

"Don't distract yourself, don't divert your attention. You can't even protect yourself right now."

"By the way, don't you want to take revenge on me? I am kind enough to give you this opportunity."

"Haha, Arthas, I don't know how you got Frostmourne and the Crown of Domination, but you are just a legend like me."

"Power gained through equipment is the most unreliable. It does not belong to you, arrogant mortal."

At this point, Mal'Ganis is still quibbling, and now he is looking for an opportunity to escape.

As long as I am still here, there will always be a chance to let Arthas see my true strength. After all, a head-on fight is just a reckless move.

Also, Jaina, who was fighting with Lotiras, was really annoying. She easily interrupted my fel spells...

"This is truly a power that belongs only to me. Enemies of justice, witness the wrath of the Holy Light!"

With his wings shining with golden light, Arthas swung a sword full of golden light to force Mal'Ganis back, and sent out a series of gusts of wind to break his shield.

Frostmourne was too sharp, and Mal'Ganis, knowing he was no match for the opponent, was pulled back by Death's Grip after only a few dodges.

"I have fought you so many times, Mal'Ganis. You are no longer worthy of being my enemy."

"Perhaps, Tichondrius is a good opponent, worthy of my full-strength battle."

"Arthas, you who are narrow-minded will never understand the power of the Burning Legion."

Although Mal'Ganis was bound with ice chains all over his body, he still refused to surrender.

Although I don’t know why Arthas and Jaina became two different people and are so familiar with his fighting methods, he will not die because he is a demon.

He will be resurrected in the twisting void, it will only take time.

One day, he will take revenge on him as Arthas said, and he doesn't mind fulfilling Arthas's tiny wish.

"The Shadowlands... Denathrius and Zorval, am I right, my old friend?"

"Do you really think I can control this suit of armor? Without their help, I can't even obtain this sword of sorrow that can contain holy light and death."

"The master you served betrayed your Nathrezim and reached a cooperation with me."

With a swish, Arthas stabbed Mal'Ganis in the chest with a sword and whispered the "truth" in his ear.

"Emperor Denathrius can't be...you...how could you know...you wouldn't...ah!"

"That's enough. Let's talk again when we have a chance, Mal'Ganis. I've had enough of you. My patience won't allow me to let you go any longer."

The moment Frostmourne ended Mal'Ganis' life, his soul was sucked into Frostmourne's body and imprisoned tightly.

After going through so much, including Frostmourne, it would be easy for me to defeat a arrogant Mal'Ganis.

"My servants, obey your master's orders, commit suicide, apologize, and go back to sleep."

At the same time, Jaina chopped Lotiras to pieces with a single blow, casting his soul into Arthas's Frostmourne.

At this time, in the soul cage of Frostmourne.

"you are me?"

"Yes, my other self, how did Arthas ..."

"Mal'Ganis? How come there are two of you? Am I dreaming?"

"who are you?"

"He is Lotiras."

"I don't remember having a brother named..."

On the other side, some Undead Scourge who were fighting with the Alliance warriors suddenly gave up resistance and were destroyed by their enemies.

Some undead with weak willpower accepted the Lich King's order and extinguished the soul fire in their eye sockets.

Some undead who could barely resist Arthas's rule were purified by holy light or arcane magic after losing their masters, before their wills could awaken.

"Arthas, how did you do it? Frostmourne, listen..."

Ner'zhul, who was far away in the Frozen Throne, was suddenly able to observe the situation in Stratholme.

Seeing that all his troops in Stratholme were wiped out, he roared angrily towards where Arthas was.

Unable to bear the sound of Ner'zhul's voice, the angry Jaina waved her staff to block him.

Just a moment of relaxation gave Ner'zhul the opportunity to use his mental power to break through the magic barrier he had set up.

"Jaina, we should leave now. We came here only to confirm our current strength."

"Okay, Arthas. But I have one more question."

"Do we in this world have to cross the West? Is the Scourge really that powerful?"

[Main Quest: Repel Mal'Ganis. You have completed it. Congratulations on receiving the blessing of Alexstrasza, the Guardian of Life.]

"Every world is different, Jaina. Who knows?"

"Perhaps the Scourge of this world is too powerful?"

"It's outrageous. We have saved so many people, and there are still a lot of undead scourges."

"Oh, alright. But Arthas, use your unreasonable resurrection spell to revive her first."

Jaina, who wanted to leave with Arthas, suddenly found a familiar presence behind her, getting farther and farther away from her.

Turning around, he made up his mind, grabbed Arthas, and pointed at the Lordaeron soldiers who were about to leave in the distance.

This man and his four brothers originally planned to leave quietly, but the illusion on them was seen through by the clever Jaina.

"Jaina, who are you talking about? A male Lordaeron soldier?"

"That's her! Your Majesty, your resurrection spell is in vain."

"Okay, Your Majesty, I will obey your orders."

“Execute now and feel the joy of rebirth! Unknown hero of Azeroth.”

In this world, after Arthas and Jaina led their troops to clean up Stratholme and ensured that all enemies around them were eliminated, they discovered that their other selves had disappeared.

"Uther, have they left? We haven't entertained them yet. Let's show some hospitality."

"Yes, Arthas, their world needs them. May the Holy Light bless them."

"Goodbye, the other me and Arthas. May the Holy Light be with you."