In the evening, at the headquarters of the Eastern Bloc, everyone came outside for a large pre-war dinner.

Xia Qi was also in the crowd, sitting at a table with Leng Yue and the others.

There were also Su Hao and others at the same table, but the atmosphere at this table was relatively heavy.

He doesn't seem to have much energy.

Li Shuai and the peerless generation have been mentioning wine, wanting to resolve the depression in everyone's hearts.

This time, even Leng Yue didn't refuse, and began to drink cup after cup.

In the middle of drinking, I don't know who led the way, but everyone was singing:

"Far away home

In that little corner

Dark yellow leaves

There is also the wind that accompanies memories

The yard in front of the wooden house is a paradise for children to have fun

The holy mountain in front of the village is inhabited by the gods of the elderly

The wine of time exudes the fragrance of parting

The medicine of the years can't cure the pain of reluctance

When you grow up, it's time to go

The children left the paradise of fun

It's too old to say goodbye

The old man was buried in the holy mountain in front of the village......"

The people roared hoarsely, and everyone looked up at the stars in the sky and burst into tears.

When the door of memory opens, when the sight of despair comes into view, every second is enough to tear the heart.

I don't know how long it took, but the song full of sadness finally stopped.

Time seems to stand still.

People were lying on the table or on the floor, their consciousness depressed, their faces still with distinct tear stains.

Xia Qi used to feel that there was a family first and then a home.

But he found out that he was wrong, and he was wrong.

Because of these people, there are many, many of them, who have been killed by ghosts.

Some even their hometowns have turned into dead Jedi and completely cease to exist.

But they are still concerned about their home and every bit of their life there.

So what is home?

Home is the ground under your feet and the stars hanging in the sky.

Families are buried in the land.

The stars shine with the light of the future.

Home has always been in people's hearts.

If a person does not die, his family will not die.

When the dawn of the morning begins to sprinkle on the earth.

Everyone has woken up from their dreams, and then began to pack up in an orderly manner, and under the leadership of their respective leaders, they went to the space next to this space, waiting for their masters and the big guys to practice for all of them.

Xia Qi walked out of his room with a blank face dressed in black.

The headquarters of the entire Eastern Camp had become empty.

He glanced around, and then the man disappeared into the wind.

In the next moment, above a square formation of tens of thousands of people, Xia Qi suddenly stood in the air and appeared in the sight of everyone.

When Su Hao, Zhang Fengyu and others saw the appearance of Xia Qi, they all called out one after another:

"Juggernaut!"

The others shouted in unison, with awe of Xiaqi and their hopes.

In private, no one would call Xia Qi the Lord.

But on this occasion, the identity of the apparent dominator is more convincing and infectious.

Because this is already the existence at the pinnacle of humanity.

Everyone looked at Xia Qi above silently, knowing that Xia Qi had passed, after all, it was only a very small number of people, and for most people, Xia Qi was the god in their hearts.

They didn't know Xiao Mo, nor did they know Xia Qi's past, but they just knew that Xia Qi was the hope of mankind and had a powerful power that could destroy ghosts and gods.

It is the key to being able to take them out of a desperate situation.

Xia Qi's gaze swept over the faces of everyone below without missing a miss, wanting to remember each of them in his mind.

After a long time, he said in a powerful tone:

"There is still about half an hour to go, and I will go to the battlefield with you to resist the invasion of the demon army.

In fact, I understand you very well, and I know very well that no one likes war, and no one is not afraid of death.

In this world, we have been left with too much beauty that is difficult to give up.

In this land, there are countless footprints that we have walked.

But since the moment the ghosts invaded, this world began to become cruel, and too many people died at the hands of ghosts every day.

They may be your relatives, friends, or lovers.

Because of the existence of ghosts, they are no longer there.

The existence of ghosts is like the dagger against our necks that no longer threatens us all the time.

If you don't pay attention, you will take my life.

So in order to survive, in order not to let the people we cherish die, we can only choose to resist.

Select Battle.

Some people may think, so what?

What I lost will not be returned.

What this world has left me with is nothing but pain and sorrow.

But is that really the case?

Is this space just an incidental item?

It is it that gives birth to you, it is it that guards you.

When you didn't know anything about it, it was the pioneers who defended it again and again with their lives.

Everyone does not exist independently, and everyone has countless ties in their bodies.

Me too.

Perhaps in your eyes, I am the supreme, I am the God, I am the master, I am in control of the world.

But you guys are wrong.

I am also a human being, and I have also come to this position step by step from an ordinary person, an ordinary person, and an unbearable person.

My family is also here.

It's among you.

I also selfishly asked them if it was okay to hide and not go to war.

But they rejected me.

They have to fight, because in the eyes of my relatives, there is a home first, and then there is a family.

And home is here.

In the hearts of each and every one of us.

If the heart retreats, the home ceases to exist.

An army of demons will come in, take over our homes, and destroy our homes.

At that time, we will be slaves to the country, and we will be the scum who will bury all this.

We will be completely left with nothing.

So, if it were you, would you be heroes, or would you be a slave in this world? ”

"Hero !!"

There was a deafening roar from everyone.

"Heroes are never a shame.

It's a character, an attitude towards life.

Among the people present, it can be said that there are no absolutely good people, and there are no absolutely pure people.

Everyone also has their own little abacus in their hearts.

However, from today onwards, you are a blank sheet of paper, you are the steel bars that support the tall buildings, and there is only one thing to do.

Don't give up, don't fall, and don't admit it.

Because I will be with you, I will do my best to stop the invading ghosts and gods.

Hold them until they are completely wiped out.

I promise that when this battle is won, and when we regain our new home, I will use the power of the Source to resurrect all those who have died for it.

Not only that, but your family and friends will come back to you again.

I remember what each and every one of you looked like, and no one would die in vain.

Everyone should live as much as possible, and when the ghosts are all killed, they will accompany me into the other world.

All right? Dear brothers and sisters, ”

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good !!"

With Xia Qi's words, everyone's momentum climbed to the top, and their hearts were boiling.

Xia Qi glanced at Su Hao, and saw that the other party bowed slightly, and then his gaze fell on Xia Yu and Xia Yan.

Both of them were smiling, their faces full of pride in having him as a grandson.

In the end, his gaze fell on Leng Yue and the others.

They were all looking at him at this time, each of them looking calm, and their eyes only revealed a message to him.

I will definitely live.

Xia Qi retracted his gaze at this time, then took a deep breath, and shouted a little out of control:

"Everyone, !! go"