章 587: Arthas's Mental Journey (Final)

Early the next morning, Jaina and Uther, who had rushed over, stood on the damaged city wall of Stratholme and looked at the city in front of them in grief.

In just one night, the originally bustling city of Stratholme turned into a ghost town. Burned-down and collapsed buildings were everywhere, and corpses were lying all over the place on the streets. There were also some undead monsters that had turned into ghouls, but these monsters were also dead. The blood flowing out gathered in the streets and alleys before finally condensing into dark stains on the ground.

In Stratholme, nine out of ten buildings were empty. The killing competition between Arthas and Mal'ganis had almost wiped out the entire city.

Cries of fear sporadically resounded in the city, but they were immediately suppressed. It was the sounds that the hiding survivors couldn't help making when they saw the corpses of their loved ones…