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Chapter 753 Chapter 751 HE Monument (2k additional updates for the leader of

Chapter 753 Chapter 751·HE·Monument (2k additional updates for the leader of "Silent Shadow of the Void")

Su Mingan followed Team Mu's instructions and came to the edge of the inner city, where there was a church.

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[Team Mu (21:45): It seems to have been blown up. It doesn't matter, the emotional resonance device inside should still work. 】

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The church had been destroyed in the war, with red tiles and rubble piled on the ground. It was a building before the catastrophe of the century. It stood for a long time in Doomsday City, but was eventually destroyed in the civil strife.

Su Mingan stretched out his hand, the ring of time shone brightly, and pointed his finger at the church.

Immediately, the bricks and stones flew up from the ground, and the green dome was automatically spliced together, revealing the prototype of the church. In less than ten seconds, it had returned to its original majestic appearance.

When Su Mingan opened the door, he saw the bodies of many soldiers on the ground.

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[Team Mu (21:45): There are several dungeons near here. There should be a dispute between the prisoners and the escort team. 】

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Su Mingan passed by the corpses, and there was a small back room at the end of the church's red carpet. It is said that there is a resonance device inside.

The door opened with a "squeak" and he saw a machine connected by red and blue circuits. There was a simple chair next to it. It looked like a room for confession or atonement. There was actually an old man sitting on the chair. The old man was half leaning on the chair, his head drooped, his face paler than the paper, like a dead body.

Several link wires were attached around the old man's head, and the machine made a slight roar. The old man was using this emotional resonance device.

Emotional resonance devices are not a good thing - most people have no need to experience anyone's life. For people, this thing is more of a torture tool to break willpower and punish prisoners.

Su Ming'an quickly pulled apart the connecting threads, and the old man was out of resonance, and his body suddenly fell forward.

"...Why are you here?" Su Mingan held the old man's shoulders.

He didn't expect there would be anyone here at all. He even suspected that Team Mu deliberately led him to meet this person.

The old man's eyelids moved slightly, his pupils turned scarlet and turbid due to the torture of resonance, and his hair was gray, as if covered with a heavy layer of snow.

He stared at Su Mingan's face for a long time:

"Am I... dreaming?

Although you look different, I have a feeling... You are Lord Luvis. You have come to see me, right? "

Su Mingan frowned: "Yes. Can you still walk on your own?"

The old man held on to the armrests of the chair and tried to stand up, but failed.

Even though the old man's face was haggard and as thin as skin and bones, Su Mingan still recognized it - the old man was Sen Kelstia.

Sen was the original leader of Fenghuo and the target of their rescue this time. Just an hour ago, when Su Mingan sneaked into the building, he heard Sen telling the escort Rongyuan that he wanted to betray Lord Luvis.

Su Ming'an still remembers Sen's words "If I provide you with the situation of Lord Luvis, will you give me my freedom?"

As for why Sen appeared here, it may be that the escort team was intercepted midway, causing someone to torture Sen. Sen is one of the key figures in the main mission "Resurrection of All Things", and he cannot be allowed to die here.

Su Mingan released the wheelchair: "Come up."

"No, no...how can I use your things..." Sen waved his hands repeatedly.

"Come up." Su Ming'an grabbed Sen's hand, pushed Sen into the wheelchair, and pushed the wheelchair out of the room.

The wheelchair has no energy and is no different from an ordinary wheelchair. The church floor was covered with sticky blood and corpses. Sen leaned on the creaking wheelchair, breathing heavily.

Cold sweat kept sliding down the old man's forehead, his pupils were suddenly big and small, and his fingers were trembling unconsciously.

"How long have you been using the resonance device?" Su Mingan said.

"Ten... thirteen minutes." Sen replied.

"Why use it?" Su Mingan frowned. Noah lasted fifteen minutes and then passed away. Sen is a lot older, thirteen minutes...

Sen just gasped.

Su Mingan pushed the wheelchair, surrounded by the corpses of soldiers. The church was originally destroyed by artillery fire, but it was the Ring of Time that restored it to its original state. Most of these soldiers were crushed to death by the masonry. Only Sen, who was hiding in the back room, was still alive.

Don't know what's going on here.

Due to the cold weather, Sen's eyes were covered with mist. He looked at these corpses with eyes that looked like he was about to cry, but his expression remained extremely calm, creating a contrasting silence.

Su Ming'an pushed the wheelchair, bumping along the way, and Sen suddenly whispered:

"……sorry."

"What?" Su Mingan didn't hear what he said clearly.

"Lord, I'm sorry..." Sen said.

Su Mingan's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes did not even tremble.

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it." Su Mingan said.

It was just betrayal, he heard it with his own ears, but he was not angry.

He has learned to value what should be valued and ignore what should be ignored. If you are betrayed, it is normal; if you are hostile, it is normal; if you are loved, it is accepted as an extra gift. If you don’t learn to ask for extravagant things, you won’t endure excessive pain. If you don't cherish a treasure, you won't be too sad when you lose it.

He looked straight ahead. The pattern on the church door was extremely gorgeous. It seemed to depict some ancient mythology and contained the buried wishes of people before the catastrophe of the century. The old man in the wheelchair kept coughing, and his gray hair kept shaking.

"...I'm sorry, Lord."

Kesen's next words made Su Mingan's expression change.

"Obviously he wanted to tell you wrong information so that they could not find you, but he was discovered by the Uighur Army and tortured to this point..."

Sen choked up and said:

"Obviously we had arranged an escape plan and wanted to help liberate the people in other dungeons, but in the end due to incomplete information, we were blocked in the church. We watched the church collapse and everyone died..."

"I obviously wanted to actively connect to the emotional resonance device, at least leave some information before being crushed to death, but I found that I couldn't escape from the resonance at all, and I had to be rescued by you..."

"I don't have your wisdom, I'm just an old man with weak bones... The only thing I have is the heart to share your worries, but even this is not worth mentioning..."

"Lord, I am old."

Muddy tears slid down the old man's cheeks.

"I'm just an ordinary person. I don't have any aura of deification, nor am I as smart as you..."

"I'm really tired. I don't have the strength to run to you without hesitation. Even though I always want to help you, it always makes me self-defeating. After all, I am not favored by the world..."

"..."

The light in Su Mingan's eyes trembled.

——None of these people who betrayed him actually betrayed him?

Whether it's Tredia, Yao Wen, or Sen, as long as there is a traitor among them...

What kind of human beings have been cultivated in the ruined world?

Su Mingan quickly left the church, and the heavy rain instantly hit the two of them. In the dark streets, black blood mixed with gasoline flowed into the sewers.

At this time, a message from the Muslim team popped up, saying that the nearest soldier was stationed one kilometer away, but there was no medical equipment there, and the emotional resonance was irreversible.

Su Mingan stopped.

There is no point in rescuing him.

They were standing under the same roof.

He lowered his head and looked at the old man in the wheelchair. His gray hair was covered with heavy rainwater and looked like crystal diamonds under the dim street light. The old man turned his head slowly, slowly, with his head full of diamonds.

Those eyes were like flames, and the flames in them seemed to burn endlessly.

At this moment, Su Mingan suddenly wanted to get angry. He wanted to question this copy of the world. What did it ask him to save? Air?

——Why did he come to this ruined world?

——Did he come specifically to witness the death of others?

——Is it just to let him experience loss again and again?

"Lord, don't even think about saving me. I'm not as valuable as Xi and Noah. I'm just an old man who has nothing to do with the overall situation." Sen said:

"I didn't want to live. I just wanted to die with those church kids."

Su Mingan took a breath of cold air.

"Lord... I have seen many dead soldiers. Before they died, they always held my hand and asked for help, allowing them time to say goodbye to their families, even if they knew in their hearts that I couldn't do it." Sen said:

"People are always like this, only after they lose it do they learn to cherish... Fortunately, I am lucky. I didn't die in a secret room with blood all over my body, and I couldn't breathe fresh air until I died."

"I helped you try the emotional resonance device. If you use it, you can skip the most painful resonance period at the beginning."

Su Mingan still didn't speak.

Ten seconds later, he spoke:

"Sen, do you still remember Yaowen?"

The heavy rain scraped diagonally on his face, like touching his skin.

"I remember he was a very good kid. I was in my thirties when he led away the mechanical army," Sen said.

"He is also a hero, although no one knows it." Su Mingan said: "After Seng Yaowen passed away, I discovered that there are so many like him in the ruined world, hundreds of Yaowen."

"For more than 40 years, no one has been alone in this world," Sen said. "You can believe in our souls as much as you want."

The dim yellow light and shadow flickered on the old man's face, as if carefully stroking his wrinkles of different shades. After a moment, blood emerged from Sen's mouth.

The same symptoms Noah had before he died.

Emotional resonance is like a fatal poison, irreversible. If you can't make it through, you just can't make it through.

"Let's turn around and go back to the church." Sen said, "At least let me go back among the dead children."

Su Mingan looked at the distant building in silence for a few seconds.

In the darkness, the lights were not visible, and the ruins looked like fallen black dragons.

After a moment, he turned around and pushed towards the church.

His hands pushing the wheelchair were very hard, and his joints were covered with a layer of bluish white.

"Dead people represent liberation, but they are the most cruel to the living. Those who are alive just bear a huge responsibility and cannot die." The old man's voice was very gentle in the rain:

"This idea has been running around in my mind since Xia Sheng committed suicide, and I can't get rid of it."

"Lord, I hope you don't blame humans. Some of them were really selfish back then and wanted to hand you over, but they only took care of their families - in fact, there will always be people who are willing to go through fire and water for you."

"Don't speak, don't publicize, don't show off, don't redress."

"I know." Su Mingan thought of Tredia and her last look: "I know."

Suddenly he heard the old man's laughter.

Hoarse and bloody, it was not clear in the rain. The corners of the old man's eyes were slightly raised, and the wear marks of time on his face showed enough marks.

"Actually, sometimes, you are like a small child, unable to tell that you have gone through so many years... It's a bit offensive to say this. But in the end, I still want to tell the truth."

Sen held the armrest and slowly turned his head. The blood from the corner of his mouth had soaked into his collar.

"Really?" Su Mingan said.

He couldn't remember a time when he had shown his childish side.

"When you came to Fenghuo in 1932, I thought you were an extraordinary person. Later Fenghuo became District 11, and District 11 became Doomsday City, and more and more people saw you.

But I've seen you in bad moods. When Feisi died, when Yaowen disappeared, when Luna died, when Xia Sheng died, when Tredia died, when Su Xiaobi jumped... At that time, I felt that you were actually very lonely.

You are sometimes surprisingly resourceful and calm. Sometimes you make mistakes and speak insincerely like a sulky child. Only then do I feel that you are real and not a perfect statue. "

"...I didn't mean what I said." Su Mingan said.

"You're being insincere right now," Mori said.

Su Mingan's eyes were not focused.

He couldn't laugh at this time.

"I'm sorry, but I really want to finish these words," Mori said.

"It doesn't matter." Su Mingan said.

"After tonight, the war will definitely be over. By then..." Sen paused for a while, and his voice suddenly trembled:

"Can you bury me...and Xia Sheng together?"

When the old man faces death, his calm and calm temperament is much stronger than that of the young man. He only said that it was finally over, that his life was finally here.

Back then, he missed the opportunity to die on the battlefield, and he was uneasy about it for the rest of his life. Now he still dies on the battlefield, which is considered a well-deserved death.

But when he mentioned "Xia Sheng", Sen's voice actually trembled and fluctuated.

That name seemed to be a memory that he would never forget.

"Okay." Su Mingan agreed.

Sen suddenly stretched out his hand.

His thin sleeves naturally slipped down, revealing a dry and black arm like a skeleton, with five fingers slightly raised upward, as if trying to grab something.

Su Mingan bowed slightly.

So Sen's hand successfully touched his face.

Sen's body was already weak, and he was severely tortured by his long-term detention. His hands were covered with traces of frostbite and scratches.

Before he died, he touched the face of the city lord he admired most, as if he was looking at a cluster of light, or as if one light finally touched another.

Subsequently,

The light fell into nothingness bit by bit.

"I can finally..."

The old man's purple lips rubbed:

"Going to see Xia Sheng."

"He had twenty-four more years of rest than I did,"

"Finally got to meet him."

Su Mingan's eyes trembled.

Some people say that the people who leave this world just do not exist in this one-, two-, and three-dimensional space. In fact, they are in a larger world with more people, but their form of existence has changed.

Sometimes, the heavy tombstone is them, the wind in my ears is them, the white bird in the sky is them, the lotus in the pond is them, and the steaming milk on the table is them.

As for Sen Kelstia——

Su Mingan ran straight into the bright red in his pupils.

Those burning flames are him from now on.

His son Cheng Kelstia and grandson Che Kelstia both fought for the maintenance of humanity throughout their lives. There is also some kind of burning fire in their eyes.

"Lord, after tonight, go and enjoy the tomorrow brought by humans. This is what you deserve." There was more and more blood around the old man's mouth:

"Neither for life nor for death, human beings are all implementing their own beliefs. Some people die for love, some people die to get happiness, some people die after experiencing suffering. This is too complicated, you must be... better than me Ordinary people’s understanding is a hundred times deeper.”

"So, I will only give you my best wishes..."

When the old man said this, he withdrew his hand.

He folded his hands solemnly and placed them on his knees, with his back straight and his head slightly raised.

At this moment, his whole body seemed to suddenly be filled with fierce energy, and the pedantic feeling of old age suddenly disappeared in an instant.

Just like this moment,

The young leader of the Beacon Fire, who was sitting on a high stool and slowly turned back toward the newcomer Luvis who walked into the tavern in the 32nd year of the Catastrophe, was back.

Su Mingan had seen him at his sharpest.

If the world is extremely dark, there must always be someone at the front, so that those behind can still see their backs when they look up. There must always be a flame of hope left, otherwise what is the point of sacrifice?

"Sen Kelstia."

The old man solemnly repeated his name:

"I sincerely wish you..."

A large amount of blood poured out from his mouth, turning purple-black.

"Having a tomb of memory with flowers blooming everywhere..."

"I wish you..."

His eyes were always sharp, and the fire in his eyes never went out for a moment on this return journey.

"This is the last... loss."

The cold rain poured into Su Ming'an's robe, and he could no longer understand what was hot and what was cold. The sky and the earth are hazy, as if they are connected as one thing.

A babbling baby could be heard crying in the distance, mixed with the sound of wind chimes in residential buildings. There was always peace inside the building, and the blood and rain in the streets could not disturb them.

Su Mingan could vaguely smell the fragrance of lilies.

Then he remembered the girl who gave him the first bouquet of lilies. She was Sen's grandson and died fighting against the invasion of Tawai.

Three generations of heroes from the Kelstia family.

"I heard it." Su Mingan said:

"I will remember my last words, everyone."

The old man said nothing.

He also stared straight ahead quietly, ignoring the icy rain that wet his body, as if he was in some kind of tranquility isolated from the outside world.

After a while, his head lowered little by little, and his eyelids became weary little by little, as if a little spark rose from his seat, floating high into the sky, to the high sky——

They seemed to be thousands of human heroes who refused to surrender in the war and fought until the last moment.

Su Mingan's footsteps finally stopped, and the wheelchair was pushed into the church again at this moment, crushing the red carpet full of blood. The warm yellow light from the dome shone on his shoulders and the old man with his head hanging down in the wheelchair, making his gray hair look like a golden-white sun.

Su Mingan's eyes gradually became empty, and then slowly raised again.

Only then did he discover that the corpses of the soldiers inside the church extended from the door to the back room - they should have pushed Sen into the back room with a strong structure at the moment the church collapsed, allowing Sen to live for more than ten years. minute.

Sen's death did not have earth-shattering value. He, like most ordinary people, died for the sake of the overall situation, but it was very precious.

He is like a microcosm of countless ordinary soldiers.

"..."

Su Mingan couldn't clearly see the old man's expression at the last moment.

The light was very dazzling. Sen Kelstia's sitting posture was kept in the most upright position, with her back straight, her hands folded, and the silver ring on her ring finger engraved with her lover's name.

Under the brilliant light,

The old man and the hundreds of dead soldiers around him,

——Like hundreds of human monuments.

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The warrior will eventually return to the battlefield,

Together we build monuments.

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"Ding dong!"

[You have reached the (Sen Kelstia) character ending: HE·Monument]

【(monument):

"I have spanned a long time and witnessed countless deaths. Even my black hair has been turned white by time."

"From a young man into his sixties, I have witnessed the long-term changes in this world."