Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
It was power, true power that could take away the value of human lives. Mo Fan's chest heaved heavily as he stood there in this place built like a palace, specifically for a demon creature!
The deeper he dug to find out the truth, the bloodier it was. People always said that ignorance was bliss; at least they would not feel the sorrow and anger surging into their throats after they learned the truth. It was suffocating, and he was clueless about how to vent it all out!
"Mo Fan...Mo Fan..." a worried voice said from the dark.
Mo Fan did not hear it. General Ethan's words were still echoing in his mind. He was unable to calm himself down.
"Mo Fan, Mo Fan, why are you here?" Fenna came up to Mo Fan. She was even more worried when she saw the blank look on his face.
A few hundred mages defening Baijang... and the whole Kingdom of Undead, right?...
And that, my friends, is a perfect display of what it means to be Chaotic Good.