Arno led Galen and the others to a village in the north of the Greymane Wall.
The village was heavily guarded at this moment, with a large number of patrols inspecting the outskirts, each patrolman leading a Gilnean warhound.
This unique Gilnean breed was as big as a wolf, but its appearance was completely different from a wolf; it looked more like a bulldog, with tight skin, muscles all over its body, drooping ears, and sharp eyes.
Upon seeing the strangers behind Arno, they stopped their patrol and bared their teeth at Galen and the others, even assuming an attacking posture.
However, their masters issued commands at the first moment to lift the alert, allowing the Gilnean warhounds to relax.
Just kidding, Galen had been planning for more than a decade; Liam's Royal Guard were all his people, how could he let a few dogs snarl at him?
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Arno waved his hand to let the patrol continue their mission, while he led Galen towards the village hall in the center of the village.
On the square outside the village hall, dozens of corpses were neatly arranged, which seemed to be the Imperial Guards who had sacrificed themselves to protect the prince during the assassination.
After entering the hall, Galen and the others finally saw Liam.
"Hiss!"
The moment he saw Liam, Galen gasped; the person lying on the bed was no longer human!
He had been divided into several pieces!
The priest in the guard had also tried his best, probably using life potions as an adhesive to piece the body together completely, but unfortunately, the vitality in the body had disappeared, and the life potion could not play a significant role.
"So miserable!"
Sylvanas commented on the corpse fragments on the bed.
"This isn't an assassination, it's simply a brutal murder!"
Alleria was also shocked; she had roughly sensed the patrol team outside the village and the defensive strength in the village, most of which were high-level combat forces. To be able to break through these layers of defense and kill Prince Liam, it was evident how powerful the invading enemy was.
"Judging from the tearing of the wounds, it seems to be the claws of a beast."
Finally, the Windrunner sisters gave a consistent conclusion.
"To be precise, it's a werewolf!"
"Werewolf?"
"We'll talk about that later, I'll resurrect Liam first."
It turned out that when Galen was in Stromgarde, he received a prompt from the Altar of Kings, saying that a new heroic spirit had been discovered. Galen chose to collect it, based on the principle of not wanting it for nothing.
As a result, he saw a familiar face: Liam...
Because there were a large number of base units around Liam when he died, he could be detected by the Altar of Kings, which was a blessing in disguise.
Otherwise, it would not be so easy to retrieve his soul from the Shadowlands; at least Galen had no way to do it now.
After collecting Liam's soul, Galen realized that the situation in Gilneas had deteriorated to the point where it was difficult to clean up, so he chose to intervene personally to ensure the smooth transition of the Gilnean monarchy.
Galen began to gather the power of the Holy Light and began to cast the ultimate arcane art of the Paladin Aragorn: Resurrection!
Three pairs of golden wings appeared behind him, and then, with him as the center, the brilliant Holy Light shone, and then golden beams of light fell from the sky.
Liam, and the Imperial Guard corpses outside, were all shrouded in golden Holy Light, and their wounds healed quickly.
he potion entered the crazed Worgen's mouth. Lilaria took a step back, carefully observing his transformation, while Krennan started a stopwatch to calculate the time it took for the serum to take effect.
One second, two seconds, three seconds…
A look of pain appeared on the Worgen's originally crazed face. Soon, the fur all over his body began to recede into his skin, and his sharp claws slowly turned into normal fingernails. His two-meter height also began to shrink!
Then, the red light in his eyes began to dissipate. He regained his sanity!
Slowly, he stopped struggling, and his limbs returned to normal!
"Eight seconds!"
Krennan exclaimed excitedly!
"It's under ten seconds! My thinking is correct!"
Not only the alchemist, but also the watching villagers, who saw the crazed Worgen return to his original form in just eight seconds, cheered with excitement!
They had finally waited for such a powerful and effective serum. They no longer had to fear suddenly losing control in the middle of the night and involuntarily turning into a Worgen, then mindlessly harming their loved ones!
The villager tied to the cross also looked incredulous. Lilaria waved her hand, and the vines binding him loosened and retracted into the ground. Losing his support, he knelt on the ground, looking at his hands in disbelief.
"I… I'm back to normal?"
"That's right. The curse in your body has been suppressed by the newly developed serum. However, it still can't cure the curse completely, but you can turn back into a Worgen while maintaining your sanity."
"I'm normal! Waaah…"
The villager who had returned to normal sobbed, with a mix of relief from surviving a disaster and the ease of liberation.
Lilaria wanted to say a few words of encouragement, but a mental connection that had not appeared for a long time appeared in his mind.
"The High Lord is coming!"
Lilaria thought to himself. First, he asked the alchemist to take the newly recovered villager down to rest, then waved away the onlookers, and led his newly recruited Royal Guards out of the village to greet Galen and his party who had arrived.
Galen followed Lilaria into the village hall in the center of Wind valley Village. The burning charcoal in the fireplace caught his eye. They crackled from time to time, and the warm temperature permeated the hall, bringing a touch of warmth to this cold night.
This time, without having to resurrect a body that had been divided into several pieces, Galen finally had the mood to appreciate the decorations full of Gilnean style.
A moose's head hung on the wall as a decoration, along with two hunting rifles crossed and fixed above the fireplace, to show the martial spirit of the Gilneans.
After taking a seat, Galen spoke first: "The conditions here are quite harsh."
The Worgen were hated by the Gilneans, and Lilaria's Worgen were targeted by the Bloodfang Pack, which meant that they could not develop ostentatiously in this area. They could not even reclaim wasteland to plant food, nor could they trade in daily necessities.
This led to their lack of supplies. Galen even found that the food of these people was being Birth by Druid magic.
Lilaria said with a smile: "Compared to the time sleeping in the Emerald Dream, such a fulfilling day is already a gift. Now the effect of the serum is not bad, and with further improvements, they will be able to work on my brethren."
"Hmm…"
Galen then asked seriously: "What are you going to do after the potion is completed? You should know that the serum is also a good thing for Gilneas. Now, because of the rapid spread of the Worgen curse, this country is already on the verge of destruction."
Lilaria had also been thinking about this recently. He had already saved these Gilneans, and those Gilneans who were infected with the curse could also be regarded as people in the same boat. He could not ignore them.
"I must solve the Worgen curse in this area. The Worgen plague has affected more than one-third of the Gilnean people since it appeared six years ago. If left unchecked, perhaps in less than four years, the entire Kingdom of Gilneas will have completely fallen, and then spread to the entire continent!"
Lilaria was right. According to Liam's diary, since Arugal summoned a thousand first-generation Worgen a few years ago, it has been six years, and six hundred thousand people in this country have become crazy and chaotic Worgen because of the curse, which shows the strength of the curse's ability to spread.
You must know that before the War of the Orcs, the population of Gilneas and Stromgarde was about one million. Over the years, Genn had tried his best to develop the population, spending a lot of energy and means to gather refugees who were displaced by the war, and finally pushed the national population to the level of two million?
Moreover, in addition to the people who were deeply infected with the Worgen curse and turned into Worgen, there were at least a million people who were affected and panicked, fearing that they would be infected with the curse at some point.
It can be said that as a result, in just a few years, old Genn's efforts were wasted by half.
I have to say that old Genn is really tough. The kingdom is on the verge of collapse, and he doesn't say a word for help.
In the original timeline, he withdrew from the alliance, and Galen could understand his stubbornness. Now, his Gilneas is still a member of the Alliance, but he still doesn't speak?
Galen frantically typed in his heart!
Just as he was frantically complaining about that old Genn with rebellious bones in his heart, Lilaria looked at Galen seriously and said: "After all, this ancient curse was caused by my recklessness, and I cannot allow the curse to spread."
Wow!
What a responsible Night Elf. He is much stronger than Tyrande in this regard.
However, Lilaria's goal is very difficult, and it can be said that the road ahead is long and arduous. The main reason is that there are too many civilians who have been infected with the Worgen curse, and Lilaria and his followers are still too few in number.
"Since you are unwilling to cooperate with the Druids of the Cenarion Circle, then I will find you another helper."
The helper Galen was referring to was Liam.
"You should have felt it. The prince of this country has just become one of us. With Liam's official status as a prince, coupled with the mass-produced serum, it should be able to control the continued spread of the curse."
"I have heard of him. He is an enterprising heir, but it is a pity that he has such a stubborn and old-fashioned father."
Lilaria has been in Gilneas for more than a year. With so many cursed people following him, he has learned a lot about the country from them.
The previous king, Jean Greymane's father, and Liam's grandfather, Archibald Greymane, was an outstanding and isolationist ruler. He developed the kingdom of Gilneas to its peak without accepting any aid, surpassing Stromgarde at the time and becoming the third strongest human nation. Given this situation, it is understandable that the Greymane family became arrogant.
Liral had no way of knowing about the events during King Archibald's reign, as they were too distant. However, he was very clear about Jean's past.
During the orcish wars when the Alliance was formed, old Jean adopted an indifferent attitude, showing no interest in Anduin and Terenas's proposal to form an alliance. It was only under the advice of Daelin, Galen's old father, and Vincent Godfrey, a prominent Gilnean minister, that he finally agreed to join the Alliance.
However, his initial reluctance to join the Alliance led to the deployment of only three infantry legions during the war, less than half of Stromgarde's contribution. Yet, in the end, he wanted to acquire the fertile Hillsbrad region, which was a bit shameless.
After the war, he refused to provide the Alliance with high taxes to establish orcish internment camps and guard fortresses. Additionally, he only obtained a small portion of the benefits in the division of Alterac's territory. These were the reasons why Jean decisively withdrew from the Alliance.
Not only that, but to prevent "possible interference from the Alliance," Jean adopted his father's policy and decided to build a high wall to isolate himself from other kingdoms, even cutting off the southern Silverpine Forest, which originally belonged to Gilneas, including Pyrewood Village and Ambermill.
This act of abandoning the kingdom's land, can it be considered a family tradition? Fortunately, it was not passed on to Liam.
Galen had Liam and Liral communicate remotely and agreed to meet at Stormglen Coast three days later to discuss the details. After that, he took Alleria and Sylvanas to the royal city of Gilneas.
Sylvanas asked Galen on the way why he didn't take action directly.
Galen naturally had his considerations and directly told the Windrunner sisters the reason.
The source of the worgen curse is the wolf god Goldrinn. Liral and the other first-generation Scythe druids only cultivated the druid path of the wolf god but could not control the wild power from Goldrinn.
If Galen were to take action, he would directly find Goldrinn and then subdue him like he did with the Ursoc and Ursol brothers, the panther demigod, and the eagle demigod, and then let the wolf god suppress his power.
Removing the fuel from under the cauldron is the fastest and easiest way to solve the problem.
However, Galen did not take action.
After all, he is now the Lord of the Crusade and the High King of the Alliance, with countless legendary experts and high-level troops like rain. He has already passed the initial stage of entrepreneurship where he had to do everything himself.
He didn't want to do everything personally and not use the many potential heroes to train them.
Galen and the Windrunner sisters used the Orb of Deception to disguise themselves, transforming into three humans wearing Gilnean noble attire. With the royal guard badge they had taken from Liam, they easily entered the royal city of Gilneas.
The architectural style and clothing of Gilneas are clearly different from those of Lordaeron, Stromgarde, and Stormwind. Additionally, the people here are accustomed to using long-barreled hunting rifles, and the cold and rainy climate of the Gilneas peninsula made Galen feel as if he were in 19th-century London, the country where the industrial revolution had just begun.
At this moment, it was already dusk, and the light on the streets was very dim. At this time, the streets of Stromgarde's royal city were still crowded with people, who had just finished a day's work, going home or looking for entertainment.
But the city of Gilneas was slightly desolate. As reports of disappearances and attacks by unknown creatures continued to increase, an uneasy mood permeated the entire city. Merchants would rather close their doors than stay out in the dark.
"It's hard to imagine that this was once one of the strong human nations."
The Windrunner sisters hid their heads in the darkness, whispering about the unusual situation in Gilneas City.
"A strong nation is out of the question… After all, only Lordaeron was relatively strong back then, followed by the Kingdom of Azeroth in the south. The remaining Stromgarde, Gilneas, and Kul Tiras were far behind those two countries in terms of population and military strength!"
"Hehe, as Galen said, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Now the Kingdom of Azeroth has become the Kingdom of Stormwind, and Lordaeron and Dalaran have also been destroyed once. The national strength of these two countries has been cut in half, and we Stromgarde have laughed to the end!"
Galen listened to the Windrunner sisters' discussion and was secretly happy, this is all thanks to me!
"Not only that, the Kingdom of Alterac has been downgraded to a duchy and obeys Galen's orders, and now Gilneas is also experiencing hardships."
Speaking of this, the Windrunner sisters fell silent, feeling a little down.
Because after the destruction of Lordaeron, the kingdom of Quel'Thalas was also breached by the Scourge, and their homeland was once polluted by those foul undead and plagues.
"Dear, let's look forward to everything. The high elves are now getting better under Kel's leadership, and Quel'Thalas will rise again!"
Galen gently embraced the two Windrunners in his arms and comforted them.
Compared to the timeline Galen knew, the high elves are now too happy, and Sylvanas is also standing alive in front of him, and his brother-in-law Lirath is also working hard to become the next ranger-general.
This is already very good.
Just as Galen and the two were feeling affectionate, several pairs of scarlet and cruel eyes lit up in the dark alley!
Whoosh!
The owners of those eyes turned into black shadows and rushed towards Galen and the two at lightning speed!
Damn it!
No wonder there wasn't a single soul on the streets after the sun went down, and those shops closed early. It turns out that the werewolves in the city have become so rampant. The sky hasn't even completely darkened, and they don't even avoid people anymore!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
After a series of hitting sounds, three monsters covered in sideburns lay on the paving stones at the corner of the street, with big lumps on the back of their heads and foreheads.
Because he didn't want to see blood, Galen used an ordinary one-handed hammer to knock them all unconscious.
"Two high-level, one low-level, it seems they are not ordinary characters!"
The power of the worgen curse can transform the host's body and amplify the host's power. The physical fitness of humans in Azeroth after adulthood is generally Tier 1, and to go further, they must cultivate.
And these three werewolves were obviously strong before the transformation, at least possessing a certain status.
Galen glanced at the left and right sides of the street and found that some bold and curious Gilneans were peeking at the situation here from behind the windows of the surrounding buildings. So, he stacked the three werewolves together and dragged them into a dark alley like dragging dead dogs.