Chapter 122: Undead Faith
"It's me. {Liam, my child.} King Jean beckoned to him, and he was so real that there was no flaw.
"Butβ" Liam became confused, and he stopped walking towards his father. A fact reminded him that Jean was dead!
"Wonder why I'm talking to you here?" King Jean pointed to his heart, "Look here, Liam! β
Liam looked down, horrified to see that Jean's chest was stained red with blood, and there was a horrible scar on his heart. Someone stabbed there severely!
It is impossible for a normal person to survive such an injury. The shocking wound reminded Liam that his father had been killed. Standing in front of him was just a resurrected undead - essentially indistinguishable from the monsters he had slain in the past few days. It's just that this "monster" is his father who raised him for many years!
"You read that right, I'm dead." King Jean spoke of this fact, as calmly as if he were speaking of a stranger, "I wonder how they reported it to you?" β
Liam's sanity told him that he shouldn't continue to talk to the enemy of the living, but the anxiety and stress of the past few days had completely suppressed his reason, and even if Jean was an undead, he was Liam's father first and foremost! His beloved father!
They said...... You've been assassinated by a scourge! His voice trembled a little.
"Hahaha......" Jean laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, "It's funny, he said it so confidently, so resolutely, as if he killed me for heaven, but didn't have the courage to admit that it was his own doing?" That's how Ashbury sued you? I really think highly of him! This ignorant fool, he betrayed not only me, but also Gilneth! β
When Liam saw his father in front of him, he didn't know how to describe his complicated feelings at the moment. His father came back from the dead, one of the enemies he had fought with all his might during his lifetime. And the truth of his father's death is also bloody in front of his eyes - everyone around Liam is deceiving him, trying to convince him of a "beautiful" lie, a big lie to cover up the crime of killing the king!
Butβ
"I'm sorry, I can't accept a dark soul desecrating my father's body!" Mourning and repenting, Liam drew his sword and called upon the blessings of the Light.
"You're going to kill me? Liam, are you going to betray me too? Jean was disappointed, "Come, my poor son, come and end my suffering!" End my failed life! Unsuspecting, he opened his chest to Liam.
Liam walked towards his father, his sword shining brighter and brighter with the blessing of the light, as if he couldn't wait to destroy the evil creature in front of him.
Jean continued: "But before that, you have to remember: you can't trust the Alliance! They are self-righteous, they think they are the savior, they think they are crusading against evil...... But they were all wrong! Natural disasters are not a threat! If I had known about the Lich King's ambitions, I would have even volunteered to dedicate myself to him! I hate the betrayal of my courtiers and the plots of the Alliance, but I am also grateful to them for making my life more meaningful. β
Liam didn't want to hear this, and reasoned that it was all a conspiracy behind the Scourge Legion, and that the Lich King would use evil spells to desecrate his father's corpse and accuse his mind, as the Valoran Federation head Jiang Weihan had warned. His father's appearance in front of him completely confirmed this - he was no longer Jean, but an evil soul who took over Jean's body!
"Shut up!" Liam shouted, and he raised his sword, the tip of which was aimed at Jean's throat. With a little push, the weapon would put an end to his twisted father.
"Why not just do it? Liam, you are now the king of Gilneis. The king should not hesitate! You are my only son, and I poured all my love into you. I have always hoped that you would be an upright and brave prince who would inherit my throne in the future. I'm sorry for my early departure, but I still hope you'll be a good king of Gilneth. A gentle smile appeared on Jean's face, an expression that should not have been seen on an undead creature at all. There is nothing left but hatred in their will, they abandon all humanity, bloodthirsty and cruel. They don't trust any living creatures except their own kind.
Gentle?
There is no such word in the dictionary of the undead.
Liam couldn't look into such a gaze, the Jean in front of him completely overlapped with his impression of his father, and he felt a sense of guilt for killing his father, the tip of his sword trembled, and the holy light dimmed until it was extinguished.
Jean reached out and removed the blade, to which Liam did not react. He still couldn't do anything to Jean, even though it was an undead creature.
"Liam, my son, since you have given me time, I will tell you the truth, the truth of the natural disaster." Jean looked into Liam's eyes, "All the living regard natural disasters as their worst enemies. But they were all wrong. Because they fear death, they fear our being. But this is only because of the narrow-mindedness and ignorance of human beings, who do not understand natural disasters at all! β
"Our world faces an even greater catastrophe. The Burning Legion in the Warped Void has been watching our world with great watch! These demons have destroyed countless worlds, and they are the real crisis in Azeroth! Jean's tone became impassioned. They have long coveted Azeroth, they invaded once in antiquity, and countless immortals died in that war to hold the world. But soon they will come again. How many immortals are left in our world? Who can still take on the duty of fighting the Burning Legion? Only the Scourge can! β
Liam's mind was completely confused - he had only heard about the Burning Legion from Daelyn Prodmore in the past two days, and knew that there was such an evil demon legion, and that this group of demons might invade Azeroth - but Daillin said that the Scourge was the minions of the Burning Legion!
Thinking of this fact, he tightened his sword again, ready at any time to destroy this evil spirit that had desecrated his father's corpse.
"Our leader, the Lich King Neozu, was once an orc shaman, and their world was contaminated by the Burning Legion. He himself is tormented by the demon's master, imprisoned in the Ice Crown of Northrend! The feud between Naozu and the Burning Legion is as deep as the sea, and he has never extinguished his fighting spirit against the Demon Legion! β
"The master of the devil thought he was obedient, but they were wrong! The great Lich King has already devised a perfect plan, a plan to keep the Burning Legion alive! β
"I am honored to be a member of his team and to be able to contribute to the protection of this world even after death!" Jean's voice became high-pitched, and his expression was extremely fanatical, like a fanatical believer, and his worship of the Lich King was fully revealed!
When Liam saw such a father, he felt extremely sad in his heart, he had been completely deceived by the evil Lich King, and would even tell such a lie that even a child would not believe!
"The Lich King is so great, why do you want to unleash the plague and slaughter innocents?" He angrily replied to his father, "200,000 Gilneys have died under the plague and become hated walking corpses!" They spread death and fear, do you think this is the 'greatness' of Naozu? β
"It's just a necessary sacrifice. You're not an undead, how do you know what we'll think when you're transformed into an undead? We willingly! Jean replied indifferently, "The Burning Legion is in the thousands, and all the humans in Azeroth add up to just over three million, and the number of people who can fight is only one-tenth!" 300,000 people are not enough to stuff their teeth in front of the Burning Legion! Moreover, the living have all kinds of shortcomings, they will be tired, they will be afraid, they will slacken, they will disobey orders, they will betray their masters...... They have too many weaknesses. But these weaknesses are completely absent in the undead! If all humans were to be transformed into undead, we would have three million troops! Even the Burning Legion will tremble with such an army! Not to mention the gnolls, kobolds, elves, trolls, all living creatures transformed into undead, how strong we must be! β
Liam yelled, "You're crazy! β
Jean's face was full of mockery: "That's because you don't understand the greatness of the undead at all!" Liam, life itself is meaningless, only death will make you understand the true meaning of human nature! β
Liam's sword is re-lit by the Light. His heart was in great pain, but the Jean in front of him was no longer his father, but a pathetic soul brainwashed by the evil thoughts of the Lich King. Only by killing him can the real Jean be freed!
"Enough! Put away your fallacies! The Light will not forgive the Lich King's sins! I cannot tolerate an evil soul blaspheming my father! He raised the long sword, only to think that it weighed more than a thousand pounds, but he had to swing it!
Jean was still fully prepared to defend, and he just stood there like that, just smiling at his son: "Liam, you have grown ......"
Just as Liam was about to swing his sword, he saw Gene's face suddenly change dramatically, and he pounced on him and shouted, "Watch your back!" β
Liam didn't have time to think about whether Jean's twisted soul was cheating or his father was reminding him, and years of getting along with him had made him instinctively choose to believe the latter. He knew that his father was a powerful warrior, and he became even stronger after becoming an undead. In this room, he is more than capable of killing himself alone, without resorting to deceit to achieve victory.
In the next moment, he heard the whistling of the air being torn apart in his ears. Jean pushed him away so hard that he slammed to the ground, but his ears still caught the unusual sound.
He hurriedly looked up, and the sight of him terrified the sight of a giant demon ten feet tall in the room. It has bat-like wings, terrifying eyes that glow a green evil gaze, and a pair of demonic horns on its head.
King Jean was pinched by him with one hand, and he was powerless to struggle.
Demon!
The devil has descended!
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