When Don and Elsa returned to Gunther's side, Gunther had basically recovered his strength and his injuries were almost healed.

The stronger the Apocalypse, the weaker the effect of the Goddess Blood. However, Tang En prepared high concentrations for Elsa and others, so the effect was still very good.

"His Majesty."

Gunther knelt in front of Tang En on one knee and said with a shame: "I failed to kill Stanley, please punish me."

Tang En waved his hand: "It's okay. I met him just now. His power is a bit strange. You can describe the situation when you fought with him just now."

"Affect the order."

So Gunther recounted everything that happened in the realm with Don Eun without deleting a single word. After listening to Gunther's description, Don Eun frowned: "In other words, did Stanley make a deal with the demon? Has he obtained the special power of the bloodthirsty demon of Comrara?"

"Yes, he exposed this in person, but his power is obviously not complete, so he can't kill me directly. He needs to hurt me first to get my blood."

Gunther said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that he had such a method. He almost killed him if he didn't notice it for a while."

"I understand, you can rest first."

Done asked Gunther to rest, and he stood there and started to be stunned.

Stanley actually made a deal with the demon just to gain strength? Or is there any deep reason behind this? Could it be that this is a test of the demons on the surface world? They want to return to the earth?

After Tang En pondered for a moment, his eyes fell on the most conspicuous castle in Blood Rock City.

It seems that it is necessary to go there and investigate.

Elsa couldn't bear to see those people die meaninglessly, and whispered: "Brother of the Majesty, Stanley's life and death are unknown now. This war can be over, right?"

"yes……"

Tang En looked at the battlefield and murmured to himself: "These people died so worthless..."

It’s not that Don’t be cruel and ruthless, but that his mission forces him to measure these lives with value. Now that these Gris people die here, they have not made any contribution to Plandal, it is obviously worthless death and consumption.

Even if you treat these people as slaves, send them to the mines as hard labor, or train them as workers on the assembly line, or even a farmer, it is much more meaningful than dying on this battlefield like this.

But now, all these strong laborers that should have come in handy are dead here.

Waste is really a waste.

In fact, this "war" has been fought until now, and there is no difference between stopping and stopping.

The powerful lethality of the magic-modified weapon has completely defeated the 500,000 troops gathered by Stanley. The remaining number is probably less than one in ten, and these people have obviously collapsed by such cheap death. The soldiers without fighting spirit are escaping frantically. What sacrifices for His Majesty Stanley and dedicating everything to Gris' future has become insignificant under the threat of life.

Under Tangen's order, the sound of artillery fire gradually subsided. The soldiers of the Irrus Empire formed a group with tanks as the core and began to slowly advance towards Blood Rock City. Not long after advancing, they arrived at the center of the battlefield filled with smoke.

Looking at the broken limbs all over the ground, the excited Irrus soldiers' brains gradually cooled down, and they couldn't help but tremble.

These were all dead lives under their control. They didn't even see the faces of these people clearly, and just moved their fingers...

Killing and killing has never been easier.

It is precisely because of this that they feel extremely fearful. If this weapon falls into the hands of others, then will the person who dies here be themselves?

War, why should there be war?

The soldiers, especially the new recruits who had little combat experience, suddenly began to hate wars like never before.

War is the source of all evil, and there is no saying that who wins or loses. Both sides of the war are losers.

On the battlefield, a soldier resisted the urge to vomit and murmured to himself: "This war should not have started..."

A veteran said angrily: "Don't be stupid. This battle with Gris was destined to happen when Sorant returned to the Irruce Empire."

"But this is too cruel..."

"Cruel? When the Gris massacred the Principality of Sila, were they cruel?"

"But these people who massacred the Principality of Sila are not necessarily these people. They are innocent. Perhaps some of them are moderates who do not want war, and the truly cruel ones are the Gris who are radical..."

"In war, no one is innocent. When these so-called moderates enjoy the fame, wealth and status brought to them by the radicals, they are already the same kind of people. They do not oppose war, but they acquiesce to war, and they are also sinners."

The veteran paused, pointed to a body staring at the staring eyes on the ground and said, "He may have a wife and children. As you said, he may just be a moderate who wants to live with peace of mind, but now he is on the battlefield. What do you think is this?"

“Why?”

"Although the main reason is Stanley, isn't there any reason for him?"

The veteran asked the recruits: "Every Gris people know that they are enjoying everything that Gris soldiers burned, killed, looted, and plundered outside, but they just silently accept it and take it for granted. No one stood up to doubt whether the soldiers were doing something wrong, no one stood up to rebuke such behavior, and no one made a voice for the dead innocent people."

"When the Sila people protested against such cruelty in the Gris, they turned a blind eye."

"This acquiescent attitude is the greatest sin. Why do others care about their thoughts when they don't care about their lives and thoughts?"

"When Gris was surrounded by the war and Stanley, whom they admired, asked them to stand up, they might not be willing to stand up, but in the end they had no choice but to stand up. This is the price they have to pay... Although this price came a little late, at least, Sila and Ivaran's innocent souls can rest in peace."

The recruit was silent, and now he felt terrible.

The veteran patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "Look out, so this is war... There must be someone who dies, either the enemy dies or we die. Only those who win are qualified to live."

The recruits couldn't help but question: "But why is there a war? Why can't everyone sit together calmly and share the world together?"

The veteran smiled: "You haven't read a book, have you? Humans used to be a unified country, all humans are family, and the only empire is the Irrus Empire."

The recruit was stunned. He really didn't know about this.

"The three kingdoms of Sorant, Ronnitante, Gris, and those principalities were all divided after the Second Chaos Invasion War, the Irrus Empire fell into weakness."

The veteran said sarcastically: "So strictly speaking, these countries are traitors of the Irrus Empire. They are now paying for the ambitions of their ancestors."

"A traitor......"

"Yes. What's more, isn't His Majesty Don Eun working hard to achieve this goal now? Sorant has returned. Although Ronnitant has not changed much, it is impossible for him to resist the general trend with its military strength. Sooner or later, these countries will return and become a complete country."

The veteran said frankly: "You should be glad that now we have His Majesty Done, so we are here to regain the Kingdom of Gris, rather than waiting for Gris to come and turn Yarinks into a dead city."

"So that's what it is..."

"That's it. Following His Majesty Tang En is the greatest honor in your life, and you must keep this in mind."

The veteran pointed to the heavy armored tank beside him: "Did you see it? What else can give you a sense of security like it on the battlefield? But it was created by His Majesty Don Eun!"

"His Majesty Tang En distributed Goddess Blood to us and powerful weapons and equipment. He hoped that we would become invincible, but he was never a warlike ambitious man, never!"

The veteran said firmly: "If His Majesty Tang En wanted to conquer the world through force, he would have done it long ago, but he did not do so. He just made our lives better step by step, and made the Irrus Empire stronger, so as to attract those people to actively return to the Irrus Empire."

"Now, even the once rich Ronnitantes always have envy when they mention us Irrus. How could this happen before? And isn't it because of His Majesty Don't have you seen His Majesty who are more kind and greater than him?"

"No……"

"So, believe in His Majesty Tangen. He will never attack the Kingdom of Gris for no reason. This war shows that the mistakes made by this country are no longer forgiven casually. They must pay the price of their lives."

After the veteran finished speaking, he patted the recruit on the shoulder and continued to patrol the battlefield.

The new recruit was silently thinking about the truth in the veteran's words in his heart, and his chaotic thoughts gradually became clear, and his entangled and heavy thoughts finally understood. Looking at the corpses on the battlefield, he was finally able to face them calmly.

The sin of killing? If this killing can make the world better, then let us bear this sin.
Chapter completed!