Reincarnated As A Demonic Dragon, I Formed A Pact With A Beautiful Female Lord Chapter 78 Isn't This Ability a Little Too Irrational?

78 Isn’t This Ability a Little Too Irrational?
The first question bothering the commander was how the dwarf was still alive. He should have been completely dead.
Although the dwarf soldier was impaled by the bone spear, he stood up with a stubborn look. The commander knew that he shouldn’t have been alive after being stabbed that fatally.
The dwarf soldier got up and pulled the spear out of his body. He then charged with the others. He was still full of life.
The dwarf commander had not expected this. However, when he realized that the fallen dwarves were getting up and attacking their own kind, the commander was horrified. “No!”
As the commander watched, the fallen dwarf soldier got up and charged forward and attacked other dwarves.
“Chalmers, are you crazy?!” shouted the commander, trying to reach the dwarf soldier.
At this moment, the Black Gold Behemoth stomped down. The dwarf commander dodged. However, a few dwarves beside him were trampled.
The dwarves, who were trampled to death, slowly got up right before the commander’s eyes.
“We dwarves would rather die than submit!” shouted a dwarf. “Warriors, charge!”
The dwarf commander was very touched, and he forgot about the strange incident that happened moments before. But, just as he was about to join them, he found that everything seemed odd. The dwarves should have been dead. No one could survive being trampled by such a huge Black Gold Behemoth.
The commander thought that they might have somehow escaped the trample of death. However, as he watched them, he noticed many dwarves falling in battle, and then getting up to charge as though nothing had happened to them.
The dwarf commander was stunned. He looked at the strange situation in confusion. Some dwarves had been killed. They were lying in a pool of blood. There was no way they were alive. However, the dwarves miraculously got up and charged toward him.
“Despicable!” shouted the dwarf commander. “You have turned my fellow soldiers into the undead!”
The dwarf commander, finally, realized that something was terribly wrong. He was sure that his soldiers were turned into undead by the enemy.
Only the undead could be resurrected in this manner. In the end, only a few former dwarf soldiers remained.
“You guys, wake up!” roared the dwarf commander. “You can’t forget the glory of the dwarves! You can’t allow yourselves to turn into the undead to be controlled by the enemy in this way!”
His shouting did no good. His soldiers had turned into mindless undead. A few dwarf guards surrounded the dwarf commander with big machetes in their hands.
They laughed.
“The glory of the dwarves?”
“What even is glory when compared to good wine?”
A dwarf soldier smacked his lips.
“If you join the new Lord, you’ll get all the good wine!”
The dwarf commander was stunned. He had thought his soldiers had turned into mindless undead, but it turned out that they still retained their consciousness and their sense of self.
The commander wondered why they had attacked their own kind if they could still think clearly. He soon found his answer.
The dwarf spy was ordering the other dwarves around. “The new Lord wants us to end this battle quickly. There will be unlimited wine later.”
The dwarves couldn’t sit still anymore. They charged at each other.
“Yay!”
“If you follow the new Lord, you’ll get wine!”
‘The new Lord?’ thought the dwarf commander.
The dwarves, who were still fighting against the revived dwarves and the Skeleton Knights, were shaken.
Among them, another dwarf, who had been resurrected and turned into a spy, was following Su Wan’s Instructions.
He pretended to be on the original dwarves’ side and fought with the resurrected dwarves and the Skeleton Knights. When he heard the other dwarf promise them wine, he stood aside.
“You traitor! Are you seriously lying to us?” he said. “The new Lord will give us wine, you say?”
The previous dwarf spy played along/ “Yes! Look at all this wine! We won’t ever lack liquor if we follow the new Lord.”
This was an undeniable fact for the dwarves. They all had been attracted to the territory because of the smell of wine. The dwarves hesitated. They were tempted by the prospect of unlimited wine. They weren’t known to be very strong-willed, after all.
The other dwarf spy then asked about how to join the new Lord.
“It’s simple!” shouted a Black Gold Behemoth.
With a single finger, he killed the dwarf near him. When the dwarf fell into a pool of blood, he got up slowly again. When he was resurrected, a notification appeared in his mind. He understood that he had become the new Overlord’s troop now. His life and loyalty were with the new Lord.
“Death is the best form of submission!” said the Black Gold Behemoth.
A chill ran down the dwarves’ spine. ‘Death?!’
They needed to die to become the new Overlord’s subjects.
“Are you sure there is a lot of wine?” asked a dwarf in a trembling voice. “If there really is so much wine, I am willing to die for it.”
The dwarf chose death. A Skeleton Knight stabbed him. He was instantly resurrected because of the effect of the Soul Altar.
When the other dwarves saw this, they understood that their death here didn’t mean an end to their lives. They chose to end themselves, too. They all thought that they would have a lot of wine to drink if they joined the new Overlord.
In the end, only the dwarf commander was left. Dwarves surrounded him. Every dwarf had now joined the enemy willingly. He was the only person who remained as he was.
“Kill me,” said the dwarf commander. His body fell into a pool of blood. This was the end of the Dwarven Army which had wanted to attack.
Shi Linglong watched everything in a state of shock. “Wanwan, what kind of sorcery is this?”
She had never expected the enemy to be killed and then be converted to Su Wan’s side.
‘Isn’t this ability a little too irrational?’