MTL NOVEL In the days of being a law god in Marvel
Chapter 373 371. The Good and Evil of Human Nature
Chapter 373 371. The Good and Evil of Human Nature
After completing the final deployment, 'Steve' and Uther rushed in with the two teams of men.
The citizens at the city gate watched the prince leave.
But the attendant and the adjutant are like facing the enemy.
While being vigilant against possible collisions, one must also be careful of the 'undead' who may be transformed at any time. Finally, a small hole must be released to let the 'mildly infected' in, and handed over to the paladins behind for healing.
There was no pressure when His Royal Highness was there, but now that he is gone, he feels a mountain of pressure instantly!
'Steve' and others have entered the depths of Stratholme.
"Sure enough, many people have already transformed into undead, and they are constantly wreaking havoc." Uther gritted his teeth and directed the team to charge up.
For these low-level undead, high-level paladins are basically a matter of one hammer.
Of course, there are also differences in strength and weakness in high-level.
These 200 people are basically all high-level and low-level people, the stronger the strength, the harder it is to be promoted!
'Steve' is high-level senior.
When facing Mal'Ganis, he was still being played around.If he wasn't thinking of inducing him to degenerate, he wouldn't need to be so troublesome, and he could be killed easily.
The latter group of paladins were not enough for Mal'Ganis.
Only Uther can match up!
If Jaina destroys the demon formation, the three of them might be able to keep him together,... right?
All the way to kill, all I heard were crying, wailing and cursing.
Mixed with the good and evil of human nature.
Hearing the scolding and quarreling in the surrounding houses, the soldiers felt extremely heavy.
A young man about 20 years old drank a bowl of well water and returned home trembling. Soon there was a hearty laughter from an old man inside.
"Bastard, you brat, hahaha...cough cough...cough cough cough..."
"Grandpa, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The young man 'Putong' knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face while holding the poison.
His grandfather was a severely infected person, unable to move anymore, and he... had to feed his grandfather the poison himself.
The torment of killing his relatives with his own hands made him miserable.
"Bastard...why are you crying? You...your father...will...definitely...will kick you to death when you come back. Your grandfather and I...were also the ones who built Stratholme back then. This is my home, yes My... our family for life. Your grandfather, I... used to be... a militia captain, and I... protected... Rumapei village... all my life."
The old man seemed to be very weak, he gasped for breath, and then continued talking.
"My whole life is... a life of glory, your grandpa, I... don't want to die... I can't guarantee it at the end of the festival. Become... those dirty 'undead'... Do you want me to kill myself to protect myself? Is it... a compatriot for a lifetime?"
Stratholme had been built for hundreds of years, certainly not by him.It's just that when he was still a child, a group of Liu Min stormed the holy city and destroyed a section of the city wall.At that time, he was less than ten years old, and he followed his grandfather to move stones.
Although only a few pieces have been moved, it can be regarded as a 'construction'.
"Bring me the bowl!"
All of a sudden, the old man sat up abruptly, stretching out his hand and shouting like a flash of light.
"Grandpa, you..." The young man was stunned.
"Give it to me!!!" The old man opened his eyes wide, grabbed it with his hands, and drank it with his head raised.
The young man burst into tears again, he was not stupid, he knew that his grandfather just didn't want him to bear the guilt of killing his ancestors for the rest of his life, so he drank it himself.
click-
The bowl was thrown to the ground.
"Hahaha——it's really good water...good water! I haven't seen His Highness in my life, old man, so I really want to meet him. This... well water bestowed by His Highness...is sweet, hahahahaha——"
The old man looked up and laughed.
The paladins outside suddenly saw that His Highness changed direction, and they were surprised: "Your Highness?!"
'Steve' pushed the door open: "Old man, I'm here!"
The sound of 'coughing' stopped abruptly, and there was already blood on the corner of his mouth. Looking at the Yingwei man striding in, covered in black blood, the old man's eyes were rounded, with tears glistening in them.
"Finally, I have seen...death...death is not worthless...this life."
The cough became louder, and the blood spurted out more and more.
With his last strength, the old man patted his grandson on the shoulder: "Boy! Don't cry! In the future,...kill a demon, and take...take his head as a sacrifice to me! Don't...don't hate His Highness...he...he has... ... well done, it's... my choice... wow-"
A mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and the old man's body gradually weakened and fell to the ground, his eyes gradually became lax.
"It's a pity, the only regret is... I can't watch you start a family and start a business... marry a wife and have children..."
After speaking, the old man closed his eyes forever.
"grandfather!"
'Steve' took a deep breath, walked over and patted the young man's shoulder heavily: "You may hate me in the future, you may hate me, this is my order after all. I am not afraid that you will hate me, but you will Remember, who is your real enemy! Leave, go to the gate of the city, where someone will heal you. You can't stay here, come back and bury your grandfather after it's over!"
After speaking, he looked at one of his subordinates.
"Take him back."
The paladin suddenly refused in every possible way: "Your Highness, I..."
He still wants to fight with His Highness.
"Listen to the order!"
"Yes!"
The young man stood up slowly, and wiped the tears from his face: "No need! Your Highness, go ahead, don't be distracted by me, and don't let that damned Mal'Ganis escape! I can do it alone."
With that said, he picked up a sickle and rushed out.
'Steve' sighed, took one last look at the old man, and strode out: "Let's move on!"
There is a [good] side, and there is also a [evil] side.
"Bastard!"
"You feed me poisonous water, and I'll kill you."
"Ahhhh-"
"I don't want to die, I will definitely survive, I am a detox infected person!"
"You die!"
"If you die, there will be one more place to live. I can live on."
"Ah ah ah."
'Steve' gripped the hammer tightly, wishing he could kill that bastard, the evil in the world is nothing more than brother-in-law killing.
Uther quickly pressed it down: "Now is not the time to pay attention to them, take note of this room number, we still have to go after Mal'Ganis!"
"Yes, I lost my composure, mentor."
"Let's go!"
A group of people rushed to the deepest part of Stratholme, but still did not find any trace of Mal'Ganis, only killed a few teams of his demon soldiers.
Did he run away?
impossible!
'Demon Detection Potion', it's impossible to lose its effect.
If he can't see it, can't the teacher see it too?
All the paladins had applied the 'Demon Detection Potion' before setting off, so they couldn't all fail, right?
At this moment, an ice cone suddenly rose in the sky with a 'Biu—', and then exploded with a 'bang'.
It's Jaina!
"there!"
'Steve' turned around and rushed towards the signal position, followed by the paladins behind him.
(End of this chapter)
After completing the final deployment, 'Steve' and Uther rushed in with the two teams of men.
The citizens at the city gate watched the prince leave.
But the attendant and the adjutant are like facing the enemy.
While being vigilant against possible collisions, one must also be careful of the 'undead' who may be transformed at any time. Finally, a small hole must be released to let the 'mildly infected' in, and handed over to the paladins behind for healing.
There was no pressure when His Royal Highness was there, but now that he is gone, he feels a mountain of pressure instantly!
'Steve' and others have entered the depths of Stratholme.
"Sure enough, many people have already transformed into undead, and they are constantly wreaking havoc." Uther gritted his teeth and directed the team to charge up.
For these low-level undead, high-level paladins are basically a matter of one hammer.
Of course, there are also differences in strength and weakness in high-level.
These 200 people are basically all high-level and low-level people, the stronger the strength, the harder it is to be promoted!
'Steve' is high-level senior.
When facing Mal'Ganis, he was still being played around.If he wasn't thinking of inducing him to degenerate, he wouldn't need to be so troublesome, and he could be killed easily.
The latter group of paladins were not enough for Mal'Ganis.
Only Uther can match up!
If Jaina destroys the demon formation, the three of them might be able to keep him together,... right?
All the way to kill, all I heard were crying, wailing and cursing.
Mixed with the good and evil of human nature.
Hearing the scolding and quarreling in the surrounding houses, the soldiers felt extremely heavy.
A young man about 20 years old drank a bowl of well water and returned home trembling. Soon there was a hearty laughter from an old man inside.
"Bastard, you brat, hahaha...cough cough...cough cough cough..."
"Grandpa, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The young man 'Putong' knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face while holding the poison.
His grandfather was a severely infected person, unable to move anymore, and he... had to feed his grandfather the poison himself.
The torment of killing his relatives with his own hands made him miserable.
"Bastard...why are you crying? You...your father...will...definitely...will kick you to death when you come back. Your grandfather and I...were also the ones who built Stratholme back then. This is my home, yes My... our family for life. Your grandfather, I... used to be... a militia captain, and I... protected... Rumapei village... all my life."
The old man seemed to be very weak, he gasped for breath, and then continued talking.
"My whole life is... a life of glory, your grandpa, I... don't want to die... I can't guarantee it at the end of the festival. Become... those dirty 'undead'... Do you want me to kill myself to protect myself? Is it... a compatriot for a lifetime?"
Stratholme had been built for hundreds of years, certainly not by him.It's just that when he was still a child, a group of Liu Min stormed the holy city and destroyed a section of the city wall.At that time, he was less than ten years old, and he followed his grandfather to move stones.
Although only a few pieces have been moved, it can be regarded as a 'construction'.
"Bring me the bowl!"
All of a sudden, the old man sat up abruptly, stretching out his hand and shouting like a flash of light.
"Grandpa, you..." The young man was stunned.
"Give it to me!!!" The old man opened his eyes wide, grabbed it with his hands, and drank it with his head raised.
The young man burst into tears again, he was not stupid, he knew that his grandfather just didn't want him to bear the guilt of killing his ancestors for the rest of his life, so he drank it himself.
click-
The bowl was thrown to the ground.
"Hahaha——it's really good water...good water! I haven't seen His Highness in my life, old man, so I really want to meet him. This... well water bestowed by His Highness...is sweet, hahahahaha——"
The old man looked up and laughed.
The paladins outside suddenly saw that His Highness changed direction, and they were surprised: "Your Highness?!"
'Steve' pushed the door open: "Old man, I'm here!"
The sound of 'coughing' stopped abruptly, and there was already blood on the corner of his mouth. Looking at the Yingwei man striding in, covered in black blood, the old man's eyes were rounded, with tears glistening in them.
"Finally, I have seen...death...death is not worthless...this life."
The cough became louder, and the blood spurted out more and more.
With his last strength, the old man patted his grandson on the shoulder: "Boy! Don't cry! In the future,...kill a demon, and take...take his head as a sacrifice to me! Don't...don't hate His Highness...he...he has... ... well done, it's... my choice... wow-"
A mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and the old man's body gradually weakened and fell to the ground, his eyes gradually became lax.
"It's a pity, the only regret is... I can't watch you start a family and start a business... marry a wife and have children..."
After speaking, the old man closed his eyes forever.
"grandfather!"
'Steve' took a deep breath, walked over and patted the young man's shoulder heavily: "You may hate me in the future, you may hate me, this is my order after all. I am not afraid that you will hate me, but you will Remember, who is your real enemy! Leave, go to the gate of the city, where someone will heal you. You can't stay here, come back and bury your grandfather after it's over!"
After speaking, he looked at one of his subordinates.
"Take him back."
The paladin suddenly refused in every possible way: "Your Highness, I..."
He still wants to fight with His Highness.
"Listen to the order!"
"Yes!"
The young man stood up slowly, and wiped the tears from his face: "No need! Your Highness, go ahead, don't be distracted by me, and don't let that damned Mal'Ganis escape! I can do it alone."
With that said, he picked up a sickle and rushed out.
'Steve' sighed, took one last look at the old man, and strode out: "Let's move on!"
There is a [good] side, and there is also a [evil] side.
"Bastard!"
"You feed me poisonous water, and I'll kill you."
"Ahhhh-"
"I don't want to die, I will definitely survive, I am a detox infected person!"
"You die!"
"If you die, there will be one more place to live. I can live on."
"Ah ah ah."
'Steve' gripped the hammer tightly, wishing he could kill that bastard, the evil in the world is nothing more than brother-in-law killing.
Uther quickly pressed it down: "Now is not the time to pay attention to them, take note of this room number, we still have to go after Mal'Ganis!"
"Yes, I lost my composure, mentor."
"Let's go!"
A group of people rushed to the deepest part of Stratholme, but still did not find any trace of Mal'Ganis, only killed a few teams of his demon soldiers.
Did he run away?
impossible!
'Demon Detection Potion', it's impossible to lose its effect.
If he can't see it, can't the teacher see it too?
All the paladins had applied the 'Demon Detection Potion' before setting off, so they couldn't all fail, right?
At this moment, an ice cone suddenly rose in the sky with a 'Biu—', and then exploded with a 'bang'.
It's Jaina!
"there!"
'Steve' turned around and rushed towards the signal position, followed by the paladins behind him.
(End of this chapter)
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