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I hurried back to the original place of departure, very worried about everyone's safety, after all, after such a long time, who knows if Nao Zu wanted me to despair and increase the encirclement and suppression of the remaining troops, in this regard, I couldn't help but shake my head violently and didn't dare to continue to think about it.

But when I saw everyone, I found that the reality was not as bad as I imagined, although the army was reduced by more than half, but the partners didn't seem to have any problems, and as for the undead who threatened us, they were like creatures that didn't know it, and they didn't have the intention of attacking us collectively at all, and only when they were close they would instinctively launch a non-threatening attack like dementia, yes, it seems that Frost Grief is indeed a radiator of the will of the undead, but he can no longer be used by him.

"Arthas, there may be something unexpected here, the undead seem to have become numb. "Sylvanas noticed my return before I saw them, and was there for me when I wanted to walk back, so I naturally wanted to show her about it.

"Yes, I did that, wasn't it unexpected. ”

I smiled smugly at her, and to his consternation, perhaps she had guessed that I had done it, but she probably cared more about the sword in my hand than the answer

"So how did you do it, and that is..."

"Of course, it destroyed their sense of centrality, and at the same time got a nice weapon. I couldn't help but smile as she waved her sword, and this was enough for a haughty elf like her to look at me with adoration, and although this attitude was only a flash in my eyes, I knew that she would not doubt what I had just said, or that he would not doubt that I had saved them, or maybe, in short, I knew that I could enjoy that long-lost tenderness.

Tenderness that has not been seen for a long time... I took the opportunity to take her into my arms, and now she was not hiding her unnecessary reserve, and was very submissive to me as she had done before. Yes, she didn't miss that feeling. But the good times didn't last long, and when she naturally made a gesture of wanting to see the weapon in my hand, I became uncontrollably excited, and quickly pushed her away, which she was very surprised at first, but when she saw Gianna and the others approaching us, she seemed to know the reason for my action, and soon returned to her usual appearance.

I also felt very embarrassed, and in order to defuse this possible unpleasantness, I gave orders to everyone in the name of the commander from above.

"We still need to destroy our enemies before the Undead Lord Consciousness regains control of them. I didn't say much, but simply nodded to everyone, and then led the army back to rush into the undead who had no collective consciousness.

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

The undead who we don't know now pose no threat to us, because whether they are physically strong or not, but without mind control, they are like dementia waiting for us to destroy, except for some crypt demons who seem to have fixed biological instincts, but they don't need us to worry at all, because the spider-men seem to prefer to destroy these 'kinds' who are still in confusion.

I couldn't help but feel very satisfied when I looked at this situation, especially when I realized that those crypt demons were in a trance because I had lost my unified will, which meant that I no longer had to care about the safety of my soldiers, and I could slaughter the undead to my heart's content, and I wanted to experience the power of the new weapon after I got it, especially against those I hated so much.

So I put myself on my mount from scratch and took the lead, slaying the undead I came into contact with while charging into the heart of the enemy, the best place to test the power of this weapon to unleash the immense power that could tear even the ice apart.

With a wave of the hilt of the sword, everywhere I passed, the undead all fell, even if the enemies or enemies who were more powerful than this still had a unified understanding, it was difficult for me to imagine that their strength alone could escape such a powerful force, and as for the enemies, at the beginning, they tried to challenge my arrogance, but unfortunately, after the lack of a unified understanding, their actions were very scattered, but I hope that they can show collective understanding, because in this way I can kill more undead with every swing of the sword.

After a few rounds, when they realized such a powerful power, they instinctively chose to flee. Yes, I once thought that the undead were unaware of fear, and it seemed that they were just like ordinary creatures, but that they were retained without the consciousness to control them. But even so, I have no reason to keep them in this world, after all, no one knows when they will be controlled by what consciousness.

What consciousness is controlled by.......Thinking about this, I think I have realized something.

As a paladin's rule, it is a shameful act to kill an enemy who runs away and has no resistance, and at the moment I enjoy this killing very much, without the slightest shame or pity, I think so, but now I really don't want to admit it. Even though almost all of them are fleeing, I still hold on to them, for fear that any of them will slip through the net, and that the sword aura emanating from Frostmourn will not allow them to succeed in their plans.

Yes, no undead will be able to escape, and their steps will not be able to dodge the Frost Sorrow's sword aura before they can escape my vision.

I continued to wield my sword and slash everything in my vicinity, unconsciously blinded by my own cruelty, but how could I notice this, I didn't think there was anything wrong with killing these creatures with all my heart set on destroying them, until something unexpected happened.

Perhaps some of the remaining undead creatures instinctively realized that they were doomed, so they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. I was surprised that they would, but I didn't let them go, and I didn't hesitate to raise my sword and swing it at them. Then, as I turned, my sword followed the undead who were begging for mercy behind me, but at this moment, I suddenly saw that Gianna and Manic had just teleported behind me, and at this moment my sword could not be stopped.

I knew I was about to make a big mistake, but luckily, the quick-eyed Manic also raised his sword to block my path.

"Why did you suddenly appear behind me, do you know it's dangerous!" I reproached the two of them, yes, I didn't seem to realize what they were here for.

"Arthas, you can slaughter those who flee, how can you do this to those enemies who beg for mercy. ”

"They are undead, they are no match for living beings, and they deserve to be destroyed. In the face of Gianna's questioning, I also defended it sharply, but how could this convince her.

But the fact that they begged for mercy already shows that they can be regarded as knowing creatures. ”

"How can the undead be considered a creature with knowledge?" I thought to Gianna and snorted, but at that moment, another familiar voice refuted me.

"But you told me that you can't think that race is inferior, and you told me so when that Anubarak betrayed us, but now you have denied that noble idea. Sylvanas walked in and stood on their side.

"That's because sooner or later they're going to be controlled by that consciousness, so..."When I talk about control again, I suddenly realize something, like I may be controlled as well, but this idea flashes by, and then I am blinded by another understanding, which is that I think they are uniting to question me.

I couldn't help but get nervous about that. And instinctively raised his weapon to face everyone, yes, this couldn't help but surprise everyone present.

"Your Highness, you?"

"Don't come here, don't try to threaten me. ”

I continued to raise my weapon and took two steps back, while the three of them continued to make non-threatening gestures. Yes, I instinctively recognize the absurdity of the present, but I am really a little out of control, or I am blinded by another understanding.

"Threat, Arthas, what's wrong with you?"

"It must be that weapon. "Sylvanas recognized my change and walked into me to try to take the weapon, and that realization controlled my body and wanted to fight back against her actions.

"No! Don't come near me. "I tried to keep myself from attacking her, but I kept my weapon and created a rift in the land she was about to go to prevent her from continuing.

"Arthas?"

"No, don't come near me. I looked nervously at them and warned them about their behavior, yes, I realized that I might be controlled, but I couldn't stop the force from infiltrating me. Seeing that I can't control it...

At this moment, Gianna ignored my warning, but strolled closer to me, and the voice gave me another command.

"Kill her, or she'll gain your power, quick!"

"No, Gianna don't come here, I'm out of control. I gave her a final warning, maybe that's all I could do, but she still didn't have the consciousness to back down.

"Arthas, you have to overcome that consciousness and believe in yourself. ”

"Quick, kill her, you can use my power to reshape her and make her completely subordinate to you!"

"Reinvented...."I began to shake when I heard this, yes, it may have made my heart flutter. So I raised my weapon again. Sylvanas also hesitated to draw her bow and arrow at me.

"Arthas, if my death can restore your senses. Then go ahead. ”

Seeing this, I didn't hesitate anything, and showed a hint of a smirk, but at this moment, a light and shadow flashed in my mind, that was the scene in that dream, Gianna sacrificed herself for me in exchange for a loyal frost dragon, and at that time my self also made such a smirk.

"No! I won't let that tragedy happen again. "The great tenderness of my humanity took over my consciousness again, and I knew how much I hated myself in that dream, and I almost did something like that. Yes, I am not an undead, but a human being. I hurriedly threw out my weapon, and the powerful weapon smashed into the ground again and formed a huge depression, and after suddenly losing such a huge strength for me, a huge feeling of weakness also arose, and I fell to the ground paralyzed, unconscious, until I realized that the large army had come to my side.

"Arthas?" Gianna approached me and helped me up, just as Sylvanas didn't drop his crossbow to check on my injuries, just as Manic used the light to heal me as he could. Yes, under this kind of strength, I have gradually improved.

"Or am I still me?" Seeing that the Holy Light did not reject me and felt the warmth of everyone personally, it really made me feel very lucky, very glad that I didn't lose anything that I should not have lost because of some **.

"It has always been—" Gianna replied with sporadic tears, maybe Sylvanas felt the same way, but she didn't do that because she wasn't strong, but I didn't care, because I knew I was going to get what I wanted, not what wasn't meant to be.

"I think it's all over. I glanced at the weapon I had discarded, and closed my eyes to rest for a while, but just then Sylvanas and the other rangers moved their ears and became vigilant again, and looked to the northeast, the hillside, and I thought that I had overlooked a big problem. "No ......."

"Arthas, I don't think you have forgotten me!" Melganir first appeared fluttering his wings, and then the deformed demons and undead creatures under his control appeared in front of us, severely overpowering our existing numbers.

"Retreat to the cave first. "Everyone is clearly aware of the current crisis, after all, everyone is no longer able to fight at this time. But the enemy is clearly not going to give everyone a chance to rest. With the Dreadlord's sneer, the enemies all charged at us, but it was probably not just them who we were facing, as a considerable amount of Hellfire fell from the sky and fell around us before them. And blocked our route.

"Damn. "We are already surrounded, and there seems to be nothing we can do, so I am forced to fight them.

"I guess that's the real end!"