The edge of pure land

In the early morning, the city is shrouded in a layer of mist, and the air is fresh.

The road on the street is slightly wet, the vehicles at the intersection are crowded together under the traffic lights, the buses are crowded like a group of sardines, the non-motorized lanes are full of office workers riding bicycles, and drones delivering food are overhead. Whistling by.

In early spring, cherry blossoms are scattered on the streets. The petals are illuminated by the sunlight and fall on the heads of passers-by. It is like a pink snow has fallen, with a faint fragrance.

The screen in the square reflected the face of a young woman. She stood in the deserted city with a microphone and said: "Our reporter Mu Yan is reporting for you! According to official news, it is confirmed that the super general of the Human Watch Army Headquarters and the Heretic Tribunal The Acting Grand Adjudicator has been confirmed dead. This is the fifteenth founder of the kingdom in human history. He has been vigorous in his life. He has set foot on high mountains and also stepped on troughs. As the most powerful person in human history after the end of the Golden Age, He has saved the world from fire and water several times, saved the raging tide from falling, and saved the building from collapse. And at the last moment of his life, he single-handedly quelled the disaster on the Holy Mountain..."

Two and a half months have passed since the sudden change in the Holy Mountain, and now everything has settled. The world's number one in this world has finally been confirmed dead.

It should have been a great joy for the changes in the Holy Mountain to be quelled.

But the sacrifice of the hero has plunged the world into sadness.

In fact, when that person arrived at the Tenth Kingdom, the whole world sensed his presence and heard his last words to the world.

Just because of the official process, many things need to be confirmed again and again to ensure that there will be no reversal before they will be officially announced to the public.

The funeral was held as scheduled, and the standard was so high that it could be called global mourning. After all, this was a superpower who could be recorded in the annals of human history and a true hero who saved the world. According to the "Supreme Federal Citizenship Law", he could enjoy all the glory in the world.

That man lived a lonely life, but his funeral was a lively one. Even today, people walking on the street will pay attention to the sky and salute.

According to legend, the souls of heroes who sacrificed their lives for mankind are in heaven.

The female reporter continued to report: "After the mutation in the Holy Mountain ended, the Holy Mountain Surveying Force in the Linhai District was attacked. Su Shi, the super general of the Human Watch Army, led the team to start a street battle with the heretics. The battle took place in Fengcheng City behind me. The number of enemy troops is quite large, and their ranks are higher than expected. This seems to be another war started by heretics."

She paused: "In addition, according to insider reports, the Holy Mountain Surveying Force suffered an unforgivable betrayal. The City Security Committee headed by Arthur Russell was the mastermind behind the repeated destruction of city security. They were at the critical moment. Choosing to betray the human camp at all times led to heavy losses in this operation. So far, a large number of military personnel are missing, and it is very likely that they have never left the dimension of the Holy Mountain. There is no definite evidence for the revelation, and no members of the City Security Committee have come forward. Clarification. However, we have investigated that the shares of three companies, namely Chen Group, Seven Star Pharmaceuticals, and Morgan Consortium, were sold in large quantities three months ago. Major shareholders have withdrawn, and the company's financials have been found to be fraudulent... The incident will continue to be followed up. "

The camera switches to the whistleblower.

It seemed to be a rural town. On the dirt road in the countryside, there was a funeral team playing the suona, carrying heavy coffins, and setting off strings of loud firecrackers. They held up the portraits of the city safety committee members and sang loudly. Singing a funeral song: "You have no father and mother, each of you has no home, no relatives and friends to help you, are you afraid of being alone!"

Walking at the front of the team was an ordinary-looking young man, but the red coat he wore and the holy emblem on his chest showed that he was a mechanic from the Noah Agency: "Arthur Russell, you guys in the gutter. Living beasts! You destroyed the dimensional locator and trapped my brother alive in the holy mountain! You have done countless evil things, and you all deserve to die! If you have the ability, continue to attack me, and never let Mr. He return to Linhai. Otherwise I will It is necessary to use cannons to blast your homes to pieces, and I will personally blow your heads off and cut you into pieces..."

His expression was ferocious and twisted, looking like a strange creature crawling out of hell. It was funny but at the same time he could feel a desolation like a stormy sea.

Because when he finished saying this, angry red bloodshot eyes appeared in Jose's eyes, and his crying voice seemed to be gnashing his teeth, and he broke down and said: "I am really an orphan in this world, what the hell are you doing?" Give it back to my brother!”

This funny funeral is like a funny clown show.

And this slightly insane young man is the only starring role in this drama.

Even the reporters around me were a little at a loss.

It was obvious that the mechanic was mentally disturbed.

The reporters wanted to continue the interview, but were stopped.

Jose silently held his head and squatted down, with the fingers of his hands burrowed into his hair, he raised his head and said, "Keep playing music, then dance. I will continue to hold this funeral until this group of people will be infamy for eternity. As long as I can disgust them, I can do anything."

The breeze blew along the rugged path and the reeds swayed by the river.

Wild dogs barked desperately in the grass.

Just like the fierceness in his heart.

On the military jeep, Yuan Lie watched this scene silently, with the sparse silver hair on his head blazing, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, is there no news yet?"

His voice was hoarse, like a wild beast roaring.

Xia Yan sat in the passenger seat and said in a deep voice: "After the former general learned about this, he almost burned down the entire headquarters and only said three words."

As for what these three words are, everyone knows.

"Then why haven't the reinforcements come yet?"

Yuan Lie slapped the steering wheel of the jeep off with a slap: "My giant ax can't wait any longer. I'm going to cut all those traitors into pieces!"

Xia Yan glanced at him sideways and said in a deep voice, "Because of God! The federal reinforcements are already on their way, but they cannot get closer than a hundred kilometers to Linhai City."

Yuan Lie thought of something and his expression changed slightly: "Is it the realm of gods?"

Xia Yan said in a deep voice: "Yes, in the realm of God, although we can still contact the outside world, we are actually in the realm of God. According to the news from the reinforcements, they have already arrived on the highway. After driving for half a month, I still haven’t been able to get out. Some experts analyzed that time and space have been stretched infinitely. Unless it is cracked from the inside, the outside world will never be able to get in. But fortunately, this is not absolute death. Bureau."

Because after Longque's death, there was another major event that shocked the world.

That is, Metanzo has escaped from the Holy Mountain!

The first thing that the peerless strong man did after escaping from trouble was to have a bloody battle with the gods at an altitude of 10,000 meters. Unfortunately, their status was too high and the battlefield was too high. No one could do it. Witnessing the final result, one can only faintly feel the fluctuations of world destruction.

But in the end, no one died.

After all, beings of that level will have visions appear after death.

It's like a whale falling and everything comes alive.

At present, it is certain that the Tower of Babel used the power of gods to create that huge space-time realm. This is also the reason why they dare to cause trouble.

But as long as Metanzo is still there, they have cards to play.

What's more, there is a high priest in Linhai City!

"Then we just wait here? No, I can't accept it! Either, we return to Fengcheng and fight those monsters to the end! Or, we rush into Linhai City, find out those traitors and chop them down!" Yuan Lie's anger almost broke through the Tianling Gai.

"Although Admiral Su Shi is also in a hard battle, with his combat power, there won't be much problem. There is no need to go back. After all, it was not easy for us to get to this fishing village all the way. How many attacks did we suffer along the way? Of course I also want to fight back to Linhai first, after all, the high priest may still need protection. But you have to know that those things are obviously not normal."

Xia Yan said in a deep voice: "They... are intelligent!"

Along the way, their army has encountered countless attacks from the White Walkers. Each time, it can be said that it was full of dangers and the entire army was almost annihilated.

Not only were higher-level beings appearing in the evolutionary chain of the Creation Mother's Nest, but also because those things that should have only had beastly instincts suddenly possessed extraordinary wisdom, as if they had completed their awakening overnight. Become extremely cunning and insidious.

It can even launch organized and premeditated attacks.

This is completely different from the White Walkers controlled by the Corpse Cult or the Tower of Babel before.

They all possess advanced wisdom in their individuals!

Even Yuan Lie found it very difficult when facing a junior overlord-level White Walker. He even couldn't figure out the enemy's appearance and abilities in the heavy fog in Peak City.

If it weren't for Xia Yan's command, they would have suffered heavy losses.

"Are you just spending it here?"

Yuan Lie was furious. There was a military base stationed in this fishing village. The supplies stored could sustain them for a long time and could also defend them from attacks by heretics.

But he wasn't willing to just stay here.

"Of course not, we want to go back, but we can't go so arrogantly. We have to disguise ourselves and act in a low-key manner. Linhai City is now the opponent's home field, and our large troops are all in the land of death. Therefore, we lurk in and wait for the opportunity. move."

Xia Yan sneered and said, "Find a way to remove that area."

"Do you have any idea?"

"No."

"Then you are talking nonsense."

"I told you to play by ear, do you understand?"

"Oh, if only that boy was still here."

"It's strange to say that we clearly sent a helicopter to pick him up, why didn't anyone come back? Colonel Ai Yue is also missing, and the criminal who was temporarily pardoned can't be... all lost in the Holy Mountain Right?" When Xia Yan said these words, his face was trembling slightly. Although he was over 150 years old, he was still the kind of hero who could pick up a cane and beat up strange ghosts. At this moment, he pretended to be calm, but his eyes were... Mourning is greater than death.

Those are all outstanding young people.

They are young, they have dreams, and they have a bright future.

They still have families.

This made him go back and face the families of the soldiers with face.

As the secretary of the General Secretary, whenever a soldier dies in battle, he is responsible for organizing the funeral and distributing death pensions, including comforting family members and applying for subsidies, etc.

It doesn't sound very complicated.

But we have to face the joys and sorrows of this world.

Sometimes after seeing the heartbreak of the families of the martyrs, the old man would stand in the cemetery for a whole day, leaning on a cane, smoking silently.

Sometimes, he would rather die for those outstanding young people.

But he can't do that.

He is the commander and he is responsible for more soldiers.

"Perhaps we are really old and can no longer protect the soldiers under our command..." The flames on Yuan Lie's head extinguished, and this old man, who was as ferocious as a violent bear, actually showed a sad side and admitted. One's own strength is insufficient.

In the back seat of the military jeep, Yuan Qing put her hands behind her head and leaned silently against the car. Her long legs wrapped in military trousers were raised out of the window.

The sun shone on her slightly haggard side face.

It didn't bring any warmth.

Not long ago, she compiled the casualty list of the logistics force. According to the usual practice, the missing persons were treated as dead. However, when she saw the familiar name in the last line, she suddenly felt at a loss as to what to do, as if her heart was empty.

I hesitated for a long time and didn't dare to write down the name.

The person who dared to steal her head when they first met.

The one who always calls her sister.

The one who helped crown her.

If you say no, it’s gone.

Yuan Qing used various connections to kill the Thunder Tyrannosaurus and obtained the horn that could affect the weather, hoping to get his admiration and praise.

However, they didn't even have time to say a few words.

He just disappeared into the vast holy mountain.

This is the battlefield. The comrades who were joking with you one second may turn into charred corpses in the artillery fire the next second. They leave just as quickly as they came.

Yuan Qing grew up in a military camp, so she should be used to it.

But why are you so sad?

She took out her cell phone and sent countless messages on the military intranet.

Hope to wait until a miracle happens.

I hope the lower left corner of those messages will show "read".

But nothing happened.

Everything seems to be lost in the sea.

"I'm going to get some air."

Yuan Qing put away her mobile phone, got out of the car, looked at the rural town, breathed in the warm breeze of early spring, and suddenly said: "Uncle, I want to reshape numerology."

Yuan Lie frowned and said, "Don't be ridiculous!"

Xia Yan turned around and scolded: "Are you crazy?"

However, the two old men were stunned.

Because the girl's expression was extremely serious.

"I am a descendant of the original family, a descendant of the first generation of holy monarchs. Since I have talent, why not let me give it a try? I can accept me, or my battle, and die in a glorious battle. But I cannot accept that they died in a shameless betrayal."

Yuan Qing's short chestnut hair was messy in the wind, and her beautiful eyes were firm: "If I can master that kind of numerology, coupled with the power of the ghost technique, I can avenge him."

Both Yuan Lie and Xia Yan fell into silence.

What I have to say is that Yuan Qing's talent is indeed very good, but her cultivation speed has never been fast. She reached the fourth perfect realm at the age of twenty.

Looks good.

But if you compare the Long siblings.

Let’s compare Lu Fuji again.

Differs greatly.

This is not Yuan Qing's problem.

It's the original family's problem.

"This is not a request, this is a notification."

After saying these words, Yuan Qing turned around and left, holding a stone crown in her arms, looking like a little girl protecting her most beloved toy.

On the far bank of the river, Lyman looked at the woman's leaving figure in confusion, kicking the stones under his feet: "Do you think our life has any meaning?"

Yuna and Luke stood beside him.

Like two dull puppets.

They were originally the Holy Family, but because of their relationship with the previous monarch, they were often suspected and feared, so they were sent to Linhai City to guard the mutated Holy Mountain.

Generation after generation reproduces, and generation after generation dies.

They are bent on reviving their family.

But he didn't expect that the culprit of everything was hidden in his own home.

Now they are discarded by the family like clowns.

What else could he say? They are the family's only hope.

Lyman hesitated for a long time and said softly: "Before this operation, I felt that the family was innocent. We were wronged and the world owed us. But now, the blood of sin flows in our bones. We come from a family The sinful family, those dead comrades, and those ordinary people who died were all indirectly caused by us."

He paused: "Try your best to cooperate with them. This is the only way to atone for your sins. Although our ancestors have been traitors to the human world, we cannot join in the same trend."

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In the ancient monastery, a golden beam of light penetrated the sky.

Since the last sacrificial ceremony was destroyed by the explosion of the god's flesh and blood, the church's top leaders have reformed the method of replenishing divine power. This time, the Kabbalah Tree of Life located in the Arctic Circle directly transmits energy, first rising from the earth to heaven, and then falling from the sky.

If you watch it with a satellite, you will find that endless divine power gushes out from a certain location in the Arctic Circle, spanning half of the earth and landing in eastern Asia.

This time the sacrificial ceremony was personally presided over by Archbishop Li Ang. The old priests from the Catholic City knelt down in front of the huge light pillar and silently recited ancient scriptures.

This ceremony has lasted for two and a half months.

These old priests sit in the matrix without eating or drinking, spending a lot of energy and energy reciting scriptures, and the price is that their emotions are extremely drained.

Initially there was light in their eyes.

But now the light is slowly extinguishing.

It seems to have become a machine without humanity.

This is the price of divine power.

The human world needs the power of the holy high priest to maintain order, and the price is that they need to give up their own lives and give up all human emotions.

Not only that.

Those believers of the Akasha Holy Cult who have sworn to devote themselves to mankind must also sacrifice the most precious emotions in their lives in the process of replenishing the divine power of the high priests.

They studied hard all night long and studied ancient classics.

Try to sense the sacred tree.

That's it.

Some believers are able to excel in this process.

Qualified to become the Holy High Priest.

But more people have lost all emotions in the process, and eventually transformed from a flesh-and-blood human being into an emotionless machine.

It is precisely because of the existence and dedication of this group of people that those without religious beliefs will give a certain degree of respect to the Akashic Religion.

Today, the sacrificial ceremony has reached a critical moment, and the monastery is under full martial law. The chief priests received the news a month ago that the city has entered a state of control.

The so-called out-of-control state means that the city has lost the protection of divine power, and the army is unable to provide protection, and order has completely collapsed.

The creation race that had rebelled returned to the city. Although they did not show up in public, they secretly controlled everything. First, they occupied four military restricted areas, then controlled the main means of transportation, and invaded the city. Network Systems.

They even recruit private evolvers in the city.

Try to expand your own strength.

All this was unimaginable in the past.

The Tower of Babel has always been just destroying everywhere, but now they actually want to use this city as a base to expand their power.

Blatantly challenging federal authority.

In the past, the Federation and the Church would have spent a lot of money to kill them.

But now facing the gods, they have lost this ability.

This is the power of God.

And he is the supreme God.

Even in an incomplete state, it can overturn the five-hundred-year-old order.

"Sawadekapu."

Si Yixian clasped his hands together and asked naggingly: "Why hasn't the teacher woke up yet? Will the teacher wake up after he was so seriously injured before? What will happen if the teacher wakes up and knows the news?"

Chu He was annoyed by his quarrel and said seriously: "There will definitely be no problem with the ceremony hosted by Archbishop Li Ang. As for that incident, it will not have any impact on her. In a state of full divine power, she does not possess any humanity. emotional."

Ye Zilin stood guard at the door, snoring like thunder.

The two of them were pacing back and forth, occasionally looking at their little junior sister.

Lu Sixian was sitting on the sofa eating ice cream, slamming down the spoon.

"Junior sister is really big-hearted."

Chu He was silent for a moment: "My brother is dead, but he is still in the mood to eat here. But it's okay, he is careless and has no worries. Children don't need to know about adult things. Hurry, the snacks are almost finished again, hurry up Click to get her a new one!"

"Sawadekapu."

Si Yixian clasped his hands together and asked with a smile: "Junior sister, are you done eating soon? Senior brother, can I buy you another chocolate-flavored one? There is a particularly delicious dessert shop on Ninghai Road. The delivery fee is It’s over fifty, but it’s delicious…”

Although the chief priests of the sacrificial hall were all mentally ill, they were all very kind-hearted. Ever since they learned of the young man's death, they had taken special care of the junior sister.

Sudden loss of important family members.

Anyone else would be sad.

Fortunately, the junior sister is a young girl with no symptoms. She has not had any reaction in the past two and a half months. On the contrary, her appetite is better than before. At first glance, she seems to be living quite well.

They also don’t know how to coax children.

It can only be fed clumsily.

In two months, Lu Sixian gained ten pounds.

"oh."

Lu Sixian nodded slightly.

These two stupid senior brothers didn’t know what was going on.

Suddenly I took extra care of myself.

Check in with her every day and give her love.

It was as if he was afraid that she might have jade syndrome.

The second senior brother kept talking in her ears every day about how people can't be resurrected and how they can't live up to the wishes of the deceased. He told her to learn to look forward and live with his brother's will.

The third senior brother gave her more than an hour of psychological counseling every day, with the purpose of making her positive and cheerful, while she went in and out of one ear and dealt with it in a daze.

After all...my brother is not dead.

Lu Sixian could clearly sense the young man's presence. He was still about thirty kilometers away from Linhai City at the moment, and he would be back in about an hour.

I just don’t know how my brother will feel when he comes back and sees his portrait appearing in the reports of major news media.

Suddenly, the monastery began to tremble slightly.

In the antique bedroom, Lianhua had a dream.

In the dream, the hands intertwined with hers gradually loosened.