The news of the defeat spread throughout the City of Miracles in a short time.

Almost all of the samurai of the council remained in the City of Miracles after the war.

This is also Ye Zhenlin's order - the war is not over yet, at least, as long as the holy city Vatican still exists in this world for a day, the war will not be over, so almost everyone stayed.

These soldiers watched in the city of miracles, watching for victory, but in the end, they got the news of defeat, and for a while, it was as if the sky had fallen!

Could it be that the parliament dispatched so many masters, but in the end, it still couldn't break through the holy city of Vatican?

In the entire city of miracles, weeping for days!

Then, almost all the warriors swarmed out, standing on both sides of the road leading to the Dark Graveyard, quietly watching as these scarred and sad council powerhouses walked towards the Dark Graveyard.

As long as Ye Jingtian and the others walked, every council warrior silently lowered their heads and offered the highest etiquette of the Dark Council—a chest beating salute!

The invincible warriors of parliament lowered their proud heads in the face of these warriors who were about to enter the burial ground.

They were defeated, but no one laughed at them, for they proved their loyalty with their blood and bones.

Defeat is still glorious!

Because they are challenging God!

Throughout the City of Miracles, every parliamentary warrior gently hummed the "Funeral Song" that Ye Wushuang had composed for the parliamentary war dead, as a way to see off these warriors.

"When the body is dead, return to the burial mountain.

The foothills of the mountains are towering, and the soil is made into graves.

The wood is withered and has an end of life.

The soul returns, in order to see the family state.

After his death, he was buried in Beiming.

The blue sea is surging, and the white waves are coffins.

Life has days, and people have to die.

The soul returns, to see the mountains and rivers.

After his death, he was buried in history.

The sky is blue, and the wind is bleak.

Born to be proud of the sky and to die to be heroic.

The soul returns, and the relatives are forever guarded. "......" is a sad song, sung over and over again.

They watched this group of warriors go to war, and now they watched this group of heroes enter the cemetery.

......

I don't know who took the lead first, but in short, this group of parliamentary warriors almost couldn't help but follow behind this group of heroes and walk towards the dark graveyard.

Even, even Qin Ge and the others followed behind.

The Dark Graveyard is the most intolerable place for the entire Council to be set foot in, and it is buried with all the warriors who died fighting for the Council, even if there are many well-dressed mounds, but they are also not allowed to set foot on others! As early as the beginning of the establishment of the City of Miracles, Ye Wushuang had already issued a ban that the living were not allowed to set foot in it, except during the Great Sacrifice.

Now, everyone has forgotten this rule, and they just want to give the warrior one last ride.

The team seemed to have no soul, and everyone's eyes were staggering in the direction of the dark graveyard.

The blades were broken, the suits were broken, the bodies were crippled, and all that was left was their faith......

In this way, they walked in a daze, as if they were going to return to the bosom of their faith, and passed through the silence all the way, and finally arrived at the dark graveyard.

The cemetery was dark and dark, and between the mountains and forests, there was only the "rustle" sound of the wind blowing through the birch trees, and the silence was heartbreaking.

The team finally stopped.

The people put down their stretchers and weapons, and then, facing the dark mountains, they knelt down silently, staring blankly at the mountains and forests, as if to question where their faith was when they fought against the gods.

I don't know how long it took, but finally, someone in this team spoke, it was a samurai who survived the wolf spur, who was already a peak ability, but he was still out of life, and his life was short.

In fact, their clan had been loyal to Ye Wushuang at the beginning, and they were a family of supernatural beings, but after this battle, there was not one out of ten, and only one of them came back alive.

In his mouth, he gently hummed the ancient folk song of their clan: "The sky is bright."

When will the trumpet sound in the distance?

How do you go back to your hometown!?

What about you once and now?

Whose bride is it, and for whom is she making clothes?

Fire, beating with despair who is whispering and singing.

Speak of the sorrow of the forgotten.

Empty eyes, no blood, no tears, no light to hold the gun, hold the gun again, back to the front, where is the hatred?

Where are you, O great king, where are you......" The mournful song sung in Irish echoed through the wilderness, and then the mighty Mighty One stood up and walked towards the depths of the cemetery as if he had lost his soul, but before he had gone far, he fell to his knees and roared almost madly into the depths of the cemetery: "O great king, if you have a spirit in heaven, open your eyes and look, look at your generals, and see what kind of enemies your followers are facing!"

We're tired, we really can't keep fighting!

Under the Holy City of Vatican, too many warriors of the council have lost their lives! The blood of colleagues and comrades-in-arms stained the earth red, and every loyal and upright warrior was forced to let out a final roar!

Where are you, O great King!?

If your eyes never take your eyes off here, show up and lead us to victory!

If your soul is still asleep, then I, Daryl 61 Covey, will wake you up with blood!"

"Poof!" blood splattered.

Then, the mighty warrior fell to the ground with a smile on his face, closing his eyes and only kissing the ground beneath him.

All of this happened so suddenly, and before everyone even could react, this council master named Darryl had already killed himself in front of the Dark Graveyard!

Soon, though, everything was calm again.

Then, almost all the samurai fell to their knees and prayed almost reverently into the depths of the cemetery.

"Wake up, great king, and lead us back to the forefront, and pick up the glory of the past!" hundreds of thousands of warriors, all praying in an almost devout manner.

What they didn't notice when they looked at the cemetery was that a very amazing change was taking place in their bodies at this time!

On their bodies, a ghostly light kept drifting out, and then drifted towards the depths of the dark graveyard.

Qin Ge and the others, who had been standing at the back, had almost witnessed all this with their own eyes!

Qin Ge's eyes widened in disbelief, and he swallowed with some difficulty, and said, "This ...... What the hell is going on?!" Soon, she seemed to think of something, and suddenly she was ecstatic!

However, without waiting for her to say anything, she heard Situ Xuanyan beside her shout: "You smell it, it's so fragrant!?" Qin Ge also reacted, indeed, there was an indescribable fragrance between his snorts!

"Look!" I don't know who exclaimed, and suddenly everyone looked up and saw a beautiful scene.

I saw that in the sky, all the white petals were fluttering!

The petals are flying all over the sky, attracting a fragrance from all directions.

Even the domineering was stunned by this beautiful scene, and then, after pondering for a long time, he sighed lightly: "Flowers and rain fall from the sky...... It was the tearful eyes of the gods. “