A dozen small ships departed from the harsh conditions of the Iron Deletos, and they went into space, spitting white flames and heading straight for the Fuxi Legion. The ships carried the surviving members of the God Killing Division and a number of wounded Marines.

Ships sailed into port one after another.

The Fuxi has made room for them and has arranged for the best medical team to wait here.

Spaceport Radio: "Welcome home!" ”

Anbei walked down from the spaceship with a wounded man in his arms.

"Anbei!"

Lin Yun cried and pounced.

Anbei gently avoided it.

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look, and found that An Bei was still holding someone in her hand, and her mood that had just sunken up suddenly became gloomy again.

She sobbed, "How are everyone? ”

Anbei sighed: "We have lost a lot. Eleven people died, and five were seriously wounded. ”

The casualties of his companions were heart-wrenching to Anbei, and what made him even more uncomfortable was that they had paid a heavy price, but they had not even seen Magma's face. In the end, it was the divine soldiers who came down from heaven to solve Magma, and they seemed to have died in vain.

The reason is ...... Weak!

These two words stung Anbei deeply.

Anbei's eyes were filled with sadness and self-blame, he silently clenched his fists, and his fingernails were pinched white.

Suddenly, a resentful voice came from behind him.

Just hearing it can be uncomfortable.

"Only the people of your Northern Star Killing God Division are people, and those from other parts of us are not people, do you mean that?"

The question is acute.

Of course, Anbei didn't mean that, he just cared more about the partners he got along with day and night, and inadvertently ignored other people.

He whispered, "I'm sorry for the offense." ”

He knew that everyone had gone through a life and death experience, and everyone was in a bad mood, so he didn't want to provoke conflicts.

"Hehe, get out of the way!"

The owner of the voice rushed out from the side and intentionally or unintentionally bumped into the wounded person who was being supported by Anbei.

The wounded exclaimed in pain: "Ah! ”

Two angry thunderbolts erupted in Anbei's eyes.

She attracted the attention of the people around her, and the rest of the members of the Northern Star Killing Division approached one after another, surrounding the guy who had deliberately rushed into the wounded.

"What's wrong?"

They were staring at this guy with fierce eyes.

"There are a total of twenty people from your Northern Star, why did ten survive?" The person who hit the person said with resentment, "There must be something greasy in this, maybe you have hurt other people." ”

Lin Yun said angrily: "You are talking nonsense! ”

The black dragon suit obscured this man's face, but Anbei could already hear who he was. Joan, a fire-based deity. Anbei made an impression of him because he had a younger brother who also participated in the operation. Speaking of which, the Joan brothers have always been inseparable, why did they only see Joan this time......

Anbei understood where Qiao An's resentment came from.

"I understand your pain, but you can't take your pain out on others." He turned his head and asked, "I haven't met anyone else in the kingdom of God, have you?" ”

The people around shook their heads: "No." ”

Joan said hatefully, "Of course you said no! ”

He pushed a man away and walked briskly outside.

Lin Yun scolded: "Neuropathy! ”

Anbei sighed: "His brother is dead. ”

Happy people are all alike, but unhappy people are unhappy in their own way.

Lin Yun was stunned.

The medical team, which had been waiting for a long time, stepped forward to take away the wounded who were being supported by Anbei.

An Bei hugged Lin Yun's waist, and he said to the others: "Everyone disperse, take a good rest, by the way, reflect on what you did not do well this time, and strive not to make the same mistake next time." I really hope to see you every year. ”

"Got it, Boss Anbei."

"I'm tired of crying, I'll see you later."

"It's fucking good to be alive!"

The members of the Northern Star God Killing Division were scattered in all directions, and in principle, they had three days off and were free to move around.

"Anbei! How are you all? ”

Tang Xuan and Lin Wan were late.

Anbei smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Many people are gone, don't mention this anymore." I have something else to learn, would you like to hear it? ”

Tang Xuan nodded: "Of course." ”

Anbei recalled: "I met a very special person in the kingdom of God in Magma......

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The three generals of the Combined Fleet did not explain any information to the bottom layer, but silently turned off hundreds of millions of space buoys and sent warships to send the people of the Killing God Division back to the Northern Star.

The North Star prepares a funeral for all the victims.

Rustle rustle......

The sparse black umbrellas walked into the rain, and they gathered together in twos and threes, silently moving in the same direction, each with a heavy face written on it.

The cemetery was built right at the back of the building, and it was built very large. There were not many participants, less than thirty of them survived.

Vivid life quietly becomes a black and white photograph embedded in a frame. The red silk tray contains a black box containing ashes and a medal of merit, the last thing the deceased left to the world.

Watch as the trays are buried in the burrow. Some people have complicated expressions, and some people have tears streaming down their faces; Some people cry unscrupulously, and some cry silently. There is no need to say anything at this time, when the breath of pathos spreads, the image of the deceased will naturally flash in your mind, and the resulting great sadness will be enough to touch you.

The funeral intellectual, dressed in a black suit, said with a solemn expression: "Nothing in the world can last forever. If it flows, it flows away; If it remains, it dries up; If it grows, it withers. The difference is what is left behind after it's gone.

......

May every window have a warm dream, may every candlelight have a romantic figure, may every festival have joy in the resonance, may every season have happiness in the passage. Three hundred and sixty-five wishes a year, that is the peace and tranquility that you have released for us. ”

"In another world, I hope you are happy."

The rain was still falling, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

Is God sad too?

"Salute!"

All raised their hands.

Tang Xuan couldn't describe his feelings, he didn't expect that he would approach death in this form.

The first time he attended a funeral, it was all young people his age, several of whom he had spoken to. I never saw their faces again, couldn't hear their voices, and even thought of them every time I thought of them black-and-white photos and urns, and I couldn't help but feel desolate.

Ended his life at such a young age.

It's a shame.

"If only you could come back."

Tang Xuan heard An Bei's whisper beside him.

He sighed, "I wish it was just a nightmare, and when I woke up, I found that everyone was still there." ”

Something unexpected happened to Tang Xuan.

A deep male voice sounded in the depths of his mind:

[Hero's Power] is activated!

You've got you covered!

Because you have become ...... Lord of the Immortals!

[Lord of the Immortals]: You can summon nearby Heroic Spirits who are willing to work for you to become your dependents, share some of your power, and charge into battle for you.

[Hero's Heart] is activated!

You will upgrade the Lord of the Immortal once!

Please describe the direction of the upgrade in your mind!

[Heroic Armament] is launched!

You have earned Valhalla!

[Valhalla Temple]: A powerful Valhalla Treasure with containment, nourishment, and healing effects, and its base state can accommodate 3,000 Heroic Spirits (upgradeable).

A series of prompt tones bombarded Tang Xuan.

His face showed uncontrollable surprise, he didn't expect that the remembrance of his comrades could also trigger [Heroic Power].

A deep male voice urged him to describe the direction of the upgrade.

Tang Xuan temporarily suppressed his joy, he looked back at the [Lord of the Heroic Spirits], and quickly caught the two limiting words 'nearby' and 'willing'. He pondered for a moment, and then silently thought in his heart: all those who have fought for life, old age, sickness and death like me throughout the ages should automatically become my dependents after death.

The deep male voice suddenly fell silent.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

Tang Xuan muttered: Am I a little excessive?

The response of [Hero's Heart] is here.

[Lord of the Immortal] upgraded to [Lord of the Immortal of War]!

[Lord of the Heroic Spirits of War]: All those who fight alongside you will automatically become your dependents after death, sharing some of your abilities and charging into battle for you.

[Hero's Heart] failed to upgrade the [Lord of Heroic Spirits] according to Tang Xuan's request, because Tang Xuan's request was so outrageous that he almost wanted to turn all the dead people in the universe into his Heroic Spirits, which was far beyond the scope of 'one upgrade'.

Tang Xuan felt that his vision suddenly became brighter, as if he could see a few more colors that he couldn't usually see. He looked at the tombs in front of him and saw a golden egg floating above each one, and felt the urge to 'I can change something'.

Because Tang Xuan used the game board to manipulate everyone, they were all judged to be the ones who fought alongside Tang Xuan, and after death, they automatically became Tang Xuan's dependents, just waiting for a summons.

A smile welled up on his face.

Lin Wan, who was peeking at him next to him, was stunned.

Got something happy in mind at the funeral?

Lin Wan was a little incomprehensible, just as she was about to remind Tang Xuan to remain serious......

Tang Xuan laughed: "Hahaha! ”

This laugh is like poking a hornet's nest.

The crowd turned their heads to look at him.

Lin Wan coughed lightly, trying to draw attention to herself, so as to relieve Tang Xuan.

Lin Yun asked with red eyes, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Tang Xuan, right?"

"Do you know what the occasion is?"

Someone asked in an unkind tone.

Tang Xuan bowed slightly: "I know, but I have something happy to share with you." ”

Lin Wan suppressed her voice and called, "Tang Xuan—"

Tang Xuan turned a deaf ear.

He raised his right hand to the tomb.

The funeral acquaintance scolded: "What are you doing? ”

Some grumpy people rolled up their sleeves and walked in.

Lin Wan silently stepped forward, and the shadows around her floated into the air and turned into sharp pitch-black flakes, revolving around Tang Xuan and her.

The two faced each other three steps apart.

Anbei dissuaded: "Calm down." ”

"Yo, are you going to fight at someone else's funeral?" Qiao An watched coldly from the sidelines, "It's really worthy of being the person from the Northern Star Killing God Division." ”

Lin Wan sneered: "Yin and Yang people, do you want to go together?" ”

A ring of fire ignited at Joan's feet.

More people gathered around, all of them had friends who died in the operation, and friends who didn't want to die didn't even have a decent funeral.

The solemn atmosphere became tense in the blink of an eye.

Tang Xuan said in a low voice: "It's really a happy thing." ”

[Lord of the Heroic Spirits of War] unleashed!

In Lin Wan's surprised gaze, Tang Xuan's palm spread out a circle of brilliant golden light, and many people were frightened to show their abilities, but they soon found that this layer of golden light was harmless to them.

Their faces were furious, but there was movement at the tomb.

"I ...... Not dead? ”