For the first time in his life, Jason Sparta witnessed mysterious power. Whether it was magic, illusions, or the revived dead, he felt that the world he had once known was rapidly becoming unfamiliar.
The undead army stormed into the city through the sewers, striding between wrecked, burning vehicles and the ruins of skyscrapers. Weapons called 47s hung at their waists, and whenever they encountered enemies, those weapons erupted with a sound as dense as a rainstorm.
Prince had never seen such weapons before, but he quickly fell in love with their rhythm, accompanied by dazzling tongues of flame.
Spartans were only somewhat stronger physically. Energy Weapons could kill them, and Ballistic Weapons could as well. As he watched the tide-like undead army drown the enemies blocking the streets, the pain in Jason's heart at killing his own people was quickly replaced by the thrill of revenge.
With the support of firearms, the undead made everything brutally cold and cruel. These lifeless soldiers were silent and efficient. All he had to do was keep ordering them forward; he did not even need to arrange tactics.
Fallen enemies would rise again within a few breaths, green light glowing in their eyes, and join them as Prince's loyal supporters.
Deathstroke, the Sorcerer Supreme from Earth, remained calm, as though he had anticipated this all along. He said that on Earth, this behavior was called "repenting and turning over a new leaf."
At the instant of death, they experienced a great awakening and felt deeply embarrassed. So after dying, they pledged allegiance to Prince, using the weapons in their hands to persuade their former companions to abandon darkness and embrace the light.
Jason felt that something seemed a little off, yet he could not say exactly what it was, because the newly joined