A firm faith becomes a desire for revenge, and a pious heart is completely filled with anger.

Ethan Leon was a hawk when he was young, and many times claimed in public that he would kill all the captured orcs.

After the undead was raging, his thoughts became more radical. He believed that the undead should be killed, and those civilians should be killed, because civilians had a high chance of being infected.

Nowadays, he even believes that those who "have no enthusiasm for eliminating the undead are undead"!

According to his distorted values, he could not understand why a normal person would hesitate to the action of eliminating the undead, so he came to the terrible conclusion that "those who do not kill the undead and do not hate the undead are the undead."

The undead wants to kill, and humans also have to observe their words and deeds, and then decide whether to kill or not!

The enemies in the distance must be killed, and the enemies around you must be killed.

He believed that he was the earthly endorsement of the Holy Light, and the undead would definitely try to get rid of him. For this reason, he carried out activities called "Purification" around him from time to time.

He carried a sharp dagger with him and stabbed the attendants, apprentices and civilians around him from time to time.

In his mouth, this was the best way to check the infiltration of the undead. The undead will not bleed. Just one stab at it, you can determine the other party’s identity!

Under the rule of this madman, the population of Fireplace Valley is getting smaller and smaller. Many people are killed as undead, and more people go to the Eastern Plaguelands and surrender to the Hand of Tyr and Silver Dawn over there. Later, I heard that there are ships on the Bloody Monastery that can transport people to the Storm Kingdom in the South. Civilians began to run west again, seeking shelter from the monastery, and it is best to get a ticket to the south.

The civilians and soldiers under his rule decreased every day, but the Grand Prosecutor Ethan Leon had no idea. He even thought that his team was the purest and most pious.

However, today he learned bad news, and was holding a dagger to vent his anger at the quarantine.

"Why did those people take away the body of Tyran Fordine, just for such a little supplies! Have you forgotten the teachings of the Holy Light? You betrayed the Holy Light!" He stabbed the quartermaster's shoulder with a dagger, and blood flowed down, dyeing half of the middle-aged man's body red.

The middle-aged man was sweating all over his head, but he dared not hide. Because the person who avoided him, even if he could not see the blood problem, he would be considered a dead person. According to the Grand Prosecutor, what are you afraid of? Since you are not a dead person, why do you want to hide? If you hide, it means you are guilty, and you must be a dead person!

The dagger was stomped on his shoulder, and the wound was very deep. The prosecutor even stirred it up for a few moments. He stopped seeing the fresh flesh and blood.

"Did you know you're wrong?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head deeply, hiding his face: "I understand."

Ethan Leon changed into a loving expression, as if the ferociousness just now had nothing to do with him: "Tyran Fordine returns to the arms of the Holy Light. This is his fate, but his body must be burned! Those guys who sell military supplies must be spies of the undead. Next time I see them, I will take down the goods and kill them. The Holy Light's will cannot be violated!"

"The holy light has been by your side, kid, go down and bandage it."

With his light words, the middle-aged quarrel quickly bowed, then covered his shoulders and staggered away from his office.

The Holy Light is by my side? If so, let Him die!

The middle-aged man's body was incredibly painful, he hated! He hated this world and hated that bastard-like holy light!

He walked out of the main fort and returned to his room.

Bandage? Joke! The Blood Crusaders have long since no such materials as bandages, where can they bandage?

He was experienced and knew that he could not bandage him. The prosecutor's dagger was carrying the undead plague. He wanted to go back and dig out all the meat in the area of ​​his shoulders, and then burn it with fire, so that he could finally find a cloth to wrap the wound.

Fireplace Valley is located among the mountains, with a typical large area and sparsely populated area. Its living environment is pretty good, but it just makes people unable to see hope.

He shook his head and pushed open the door.

Under the crazy governance of the Grand Prosecutor, there were no thieves at all, and even some were killed. No one had to lock the door, just push the door in.

"Hmm? Who are you?" He was stunned when he walked into the house. He found someone sitting in a chair with his back facing away from him.

This back is very familiar, is this?

The visitor turned around and was shocked. Isn't this the dead Lord Tyran Fording?

Undead! He thought of this word at the first time, and his lord turned into an undead and came back to find him!

He wanted to shout, but found a dagger across his neck.

There was someone behind him, and he didn't know when and how the other party appeared. He only knew that this dagger, as red as flames, must be very sharp.

Just as he was sweating all over and his legs were trembling, an old voice rang out: "Your Highness, we still need his help."

"Haha, just kidding." A casual laughter came, and the dagger was also put away.

"Old Lord? Are you still alive?" The middle-aged man turned around and happened to see Tyrio Fording.

Old Fording had been in trouble for many years, but after regaining the Holy Light, his face became two points younger, and he looked similar to that of the time. As a citizen of Fireplace Valley, the middle-aged man knew this old lord.

"Talson, long time no see, how did Talson, the former guard, become like this? I remember that in the 18th year of Black Gate, when we cleared the orc soldiers together, you helped me resist the daggers that attacked from the side." While recalling the past, Old Fording reached out to heal the wounds of the middle-aged man with the holy light.

Seeing the former warrior falling to this point, the old man sighed.

It is easy to do with acquaintances. With the current lord Tyran Fording, plus the old lord Tyrio Fording, Talson, who was originally a warrior of the Fording family, immediately joined them. The revival of Lordaeron and Vanessa said nothing about the Blood Crusade leader being controlled by the Fear Demon King, and they surrendered!

The object of his loyalty to the Ford family was originally, and it had nothing to do with Lordaeron and the Blood Crusader.

With this leader to help, the next thing will be much easier.

The affairs in the Fireplace Valley were messed up, and many elites either ran away or were executed. Now, soldiers like Talson who are famous for their guards have become military officials, which is a proof that there are no talents here, and the rest are civilians who survived under the strict system of the Grand Prosecutors.

The knowledgeable people were completely unable to accept the theory of the Grand Prosecutor Ethan Leon. All those who could run ran away were also the reason why there were only thousands of people left in the Fireplace Valley and the hands of Tyre in the East.
Chapter completed!