"Those who believe in me should not fall into the cycle of reincarnation!"

The majestic voice, everywhere, fills the world, suppresses the earth!

I saw that the soul tide that was originally converging in one direction suddenly changed its route and flew towards the boundless sky.

If one has spiritual eyes, one will definitely see the souls that were originally confused or struggling, now full of sincere smiles.

God has no distinction between good and evil. The kingdom of God is heaven.

"No!!!"

A shrill roar suddenly came from the ground, and the sound was even more miserable than the survivors of Andorhar.

Boom!!!

Accompanied by the sound of a certain container burst, the faint chants from afar disappeared. The pain and wails that were replaced seemed to indicate the unimaginable torture that the chants in the dark were suffering!

"It is blasphemy to do selfish desires in the name of God."

The majestic sound, like thunder, fell again.

With the arrival of another majestic will, the wail in the dark gradually subsided...

The moaning under weakness is not relief, but the strength to moan is no longer possessed...

When the last soul was taken away, the purple dissipated and the sky returned to darkness.

The two wills of no one met for the first time, but there was no friction. God's world is actually very simple.

When the fish white appeared on the sky, the first ray of sunlight seemed a little dim, as if the sun that had just risen was about to face twilight.

The glory shines on the grain piles in Andorhar, reflecting a golden splendor, which is still as beautiful as usual. However, there are no more hardworking farmers in this small town...

............

When a disaster broke out, the originally fertile land was covered with terrible plague.

The gods came, taking away the confused resentful spirits, leaving behind the dead body.

The rotten plain, the strong wind is howling, who is crying?

Is that guidance to the soul a salvation or another selfish desire?

Hundreds of years later, when a bard returns to this broken land.

Suddenly, his heart felt a sigh of relief about the legend and a little bit of blasphemous doubt—

The gods are great and supreme. So, in the eyes of God, what are sentient beings?

Maybe, it's just a lost lamb... Sheep Gu...

............

Stantholm, the shock of the sword not only awakened many sleeping nobles, but also made Alsace, who was already vigilant in his heart, rush out of the door in his armor.

This time, Locke did not block Alsace's perception and did not isolate the space.

This time, Jaina, who was savoring happiness, was stunned by the large amount of news!

Oh my God! The perceptions released by the two masters many times were blocked, or deceived!

Oh my God! What is Darren Sail doing! This young paladin is waving his butcher knife towards innocent civilians and the nobles of the empire!

Oh my God! When did those many terrifying zombies appear?

In a hurry to put on the magician robe, Jaina did not have the ability to directly capture the residual information in the space, but through remote range monitoring magic, she extracted the words of the servants, soldiers, and mages. She was so clever that she could not infer the incident!

Darren Sail actually betrayed them. He actually blocked his and Alsace's perceptions and asked the soldiers to massacre the residents of Stantosom!

It was in chaos, and when the first sword fell, the citizens, merchants, nobles, and even local soldiers who were already in horror went crazy. They were crowded towards the Earl's Mansion, and even swords were facing each other!

The Northern Expedition Army abides by Darren Sail's orders and is determined to be the best veterans. But the soldiers are passionate. When the first colleague was injured by the angry crowd, the remaining soldiers were also angry!

They had seen the horror of the plague, and the pharmacist also confirmed the almost unsolvable ending. They did not think that Darren Sail's order was wrong, so the ones who were wrong must be the residents who were infected!

They should cut off their heads like those loyal soldiers, rather than pulling others into the water in despair. This kind of behavior is absolutely not allowed!

The Northern Expedition Army! Start advancing!

When an elite army composed of almost all middle- and senior professionals is almost a one-sided massacre for more miscellaneous local troops, civilians, merchants, and war situations!

As a powerful sanctuary, Darren Sail, who is unparalleled, is simply a giant cannon on the battlefield, and can destroy half of a local area of ​​the city every second!

Alsace, who flew out of the castle, looked at the entire city at a glance. He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to say something to stop him.

However, for some reason, when I saw many zombies mixed among the people, and the citizens who seemed to be mad and thrust at the soldiers of the Northern Expedition Army, I was filled with anger and was all suppressed in my chest!

It turns out that the situation is no longer controlled!

Seerta...

Self-blame, regret, and a moment of unreasonable powerlessness.

Arthas, the prince of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, was silent in the inquiring eyes of some rational soldiers of the Northern Expedition Army...

Is it a silent veto? Or a default. I think that those soldiers easily understood the prince's meaning.

"Stop! Stop quickly!"

Jaina, wearing a robe of the great wizard, hurriedly stopped the two gangs of mages who almost ignited the fire in the castle. When she came outside the castle, the battle was coming to an end...

To slaughter all Stantholm, it is too simple for the Northern Expedition Army and Darren Sail. Especially after Rivendale "fares without saying goodbye"...

"Alsace! Why don't you stop it!!!"

Jaina pointed at the prince with her staff angrily, her hair was a little messy, and her eyes were filled with disappointment of being deceived.

Arthas opened his mouth but was speechless. It was just that this silence, which was due to his heartfelt regret, easily diverted Jaina's anger.

He stomped his feet angrily, but the air did not recoil. Jaina looked at Darrensel in the distance angrily. The silver-white knight armor, the silver-hand Knights logo that jumped in the armor like flames, was so eye-catching in the darkness.

Darren seemed to have seen the two Alsaces floating in front of the castle in the distance. He smiled miserably and waved his last sword with his backhand. The dazzling sword light cut all the residents who were blocking the city gate and trying to escape. He also directly destroyed the winch that controlled the city gate. The steel gate that fell down was like his closed eyes.

Darren let go of his right hand, put down the sword in his hand, and welcomed the expected destruction.

In the distance, Jaina had raised her staff towards him.

"Goodbye, Alsace...goodbye, Jaina..."

Darren didn't want to explain, Jaina wouldn't listen, and he wouldn't do that.

At this time, the light on the horizon finally came to Stantam.
Chapter completed!