C378 In the Name of the Father 1(2)

I frowned. If I didn't want to know the rest, I almost couldn't help but throw it on the ground and spit a few times. I stepped hard on it. Is my father guilty? He is only a single person, he has the right to choose his own path. What right do you have to judge my father like that?

The book is written in the chronological order, followed by my escape career, although the details don't match, the whole route is still consistent with history. The author's attitude towards me was not very friendly, even though he praised me for not submitting to fate. My courage is commendable, but at the same time, he also views me as a kind woman. Extremely ironic. In the author's opinion, escaping is shameful. If he can break the rules by himself, then he can be considered a true hero. Perhaps the author did not know much about what happened to me in Rogge. At first, there were a lot of exaggerated fictional descriptions. I did not have the patience to read those fictional legends. I searched for my father's name along the way.

"Zhang Hao's cowardice has brought me misfortune!" My heart started beating wildly. That's right, I felt that something must have happened to my father.

"Zhang Loong used his courage to perish together with the devil king, creating an eternal legend. Even the light of Bukaso, who was known as the God of Arreat, was completely concealed by such a legend. At this time, it was obvious that not admitting Zhang Loong's existence was foolish. Therefore, Suk, who was only 27 years old and had become the patriarch, made a decision. Burn him down! All the old history books were rewritten, even though this official history had been tampered with 10 years ago. That tampering had deleted Zhang Loong and Zhang Hao's history completely. However, such a history book would make people laugh their heads off when Zhang Loong became famous after the battle. However, Zhang Hao still obediently stayed in front of his wife's grave for more than ten years. He didn't even know that his son had achieved supreme glory. What a sad person. Books could be written, but the object of history being tampered with... We can't let him live."

I suddenly have goosebumps. What did Suk do to my father?

" The wise and mighty Lord Suk, of course, can't solve the problem with his own strength. This was because Zhang Hao's reputation as a genius was not undeserved. He had become a peerless expert in the last ten years. Killing him is simply a joke. Therefore, the brave and decisive Suk used his authority to ask for the supreme token of the Arreat, and order the guards of the Immortal King to complete this task. The guards of the Immortal King were all peerless experts, and they were located at the old site of Ling Jialing. During that battle, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the sun and moon lost their luster. The mighty Zhang Hao had fought five of them alone. He actually used the Poison Dragon to kill two of the protectors, and the ancient guarder that was killed was Marieff and Gandhi. From then on, the five guards of the undying king were only left with Marduk, Taric, and Klick. If the truth of this battle were to be spread out, it would truly be the greatest shame of the Undying King. Because those who could be chosen as protectors had to be peerless experts. However, Zhang Hao, this scumbag soldier who had been looked down upon, was fighting five of them alone, and even killed two of them. Both father and son were heroes, and they were hard to find in the world. However, heroes could not resist the selfish desire of eating people and the dark desire. The iron-blooded heart was still dirt after all. It was a pity..."

" Ah. Am I really so angry that I want to go crazy? Is that true? " My father actually encountered such a fate?

"The wise Suk used his uncle's blood to build the magnificent Ling Ji Ling, and Zhang Hao was smashed into pieces. However, his dream was finally fulfilled. From then on, his flesh and blood merged with the land where his lover slept. He could no longer separate them. As for who the gravestone was, it was no longer that important. Perhaps Lord Suk had a deep sense of guilt in Ling Ji's tombstone. He finally didn't dare to mention Zhang Hao's name. Harrogath was built just like that. The deified hero image became the city symbol of Harrogath. However, the truth of history was erased, and the name of the father of the hero was erased!"

Suk! Suk! Blood flowed out of the corner of my eye. If all of this is true... How am I going to face the Harrogath? This city that was built on my father's flesh. Why did the people I loved lie to me? Am I really an inauspicious person?

The pain of my beliefs being overturned drowned me once again. Why are those feelings that always make me happy in my memories? In the end, they actually gave me such a fatal injury? Is power and glory really that important? It can actually make people give up their own conscience completely.

Father, is your flesh and blood that has already turned to dust right under my feet? The only thing that the unfilial son could do now was to restore the truth and make your name immortal from now on! This is not enough, I want revenge! I want to pull the undying king down from the altar at all costs!

I lay on the ground and kowtow nine times. I suddenly got up and a light blue radiance covered my entire body. I placed my palm on the stone tablet and started to rub it continuously. Under the effect of the ultimate wood skill, the hard jade stone tablet was like a soft dough. Wherever my palm went, the words that distorted history disappeared one by one.

Looking at the smooth, wordless stone tablet, I held my breath and waved my finger to write a line of clumsy words: Ci parent, Zhang Hao, Su Ling's Tomb. The signature was: Unfilial son, Zhang Loong, established.

I sat cross-legged under the stone tablet and looked indifferently at the bustling city at the foot of the mountain. Perhaps in another day, the Arreat Plateau would be filled with turbulent winds and monstrous waves. Because I want revenge! I won't give up until I achieve my goal! A gust of cold air rises in my chest.

I take out that demonic skull from the flower basket, let me become evil! Towards the undying king's believers, I will no longer have any mercy!

The demonic red light shakes my soul, evil thoughts start to form in my heart, Lich King's ring is burning hot and even Atma's protective talisman starts to tremble uneasily. The demonic red light covered me, causing me to feel as if my vast spiritual force was slowly opening up a gap.