"Not only from the northwest direction, but also from the west and north sides, they have flanked us!"
"There are not just ordinary ghouls inside; I've seen thousands of giant ghouls!"
"Hmm."
Luo De nodded and stood on the high platform, overlooking the burning Ancient Wood City in the distance.
The orange flames danced on the horizon.
Siege?
What a joke.
What's the value of a city occupied and ravaged countless times by ghouls?
Land, items, houses, even the flowers and plants are polluted by necromantic energy; even if taken, it's uninhabitable.
Luo De certainly doesn't want such a broken city.
Burning it down is the right choice.
After the flames purify everything, the ashes of hordes of ghouls will nurture fertile soils.
Perhaps in the future, this place can become a vast fertile land for magic plants.
"Inform the stone-throwing squad, have them throw all the jars out for me."
"Those things aren't valuable; we can have as many as we want later."
