Chapter 86 Funeral

More than a dozen small spaceships left Iron Guardians, which was in harsh conditions, and entered space, spitting white flames and heading straight for the Fuxi Legion. These spaceships carried the surviving members of the God-killing Division and some injured Marine Corps soldiers.

The spaceships entered the port one after another.

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

Spaceport Broadcast: "Welcome home!"

An Bei helped a wounded man get off the spacecraft.

"Anbei!"

Lin Yun cried and rushed forward.

Anbei avoided it gently.

Lin Yun was startled for a moment, then turned around and realized that An Bei was holding someone in her hand. Her mood that had just become clearer suddenly turned gloomy again.

She sobbed, "How is everyone doing?"

Anbei sighed: "We suffered a lot. Eleven people died and five were seriously injured."

The casualties of his companions made Anbei feel heartbroken, and what made him even more uncomfortable was that they clearly paid a heavy price, but they didn't even see Magma's face. In the end, the divine soldiers descended from the sky to eliminate Magma, and they seemed to have died in vain.

The reason is...weak!

These two words deeply hurt An Bei.

An Bei's eyes were filled with sadness and self-blame. He silently clenched his fists until his fingernails turned white.

Suddenly, a resentful voice came from behind.

Just hearing it can make people feel uncomfortable.

"Only the people from your Northern Star God-Slaying Division are human beings, and those from other places like us are not human beings. Is this what you mean?"

This question is very acute.

Of course Anbei didn't mean this. He just cared more about the partners he spent time with, and inadvertently ignored other people.

He whispered: "I'm sorry, I offended."

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.

"Haha, get out of the way!"

The owner of the voice jumped out from the side and accidentally bumped into the injured person being supported by An Bei.

The wounded man cried out in pain: "Ah!"

There were two angry thunders in An Bei's eyes.

She attracted the attention of the people around her, and the other members of the Northern Star God-Slaying Division came closer and surrounded the guy who deliberately rushed into the wounded.

"What's wrong?"

They looked at this guy eagerly.

"You, North Star, have a total of twenty people here, how can you expect ten to survive?" The person who bumped into someone said with resentment, "There must be something fishy here, maybe you are the one who harmed the others."

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

The black dragon suit obscured this man's face, but Anbei could already tell who he was. Qiao An, a member of the fire system. Anbei was impressed by him because he had a younger brother who also participated in this operation. Speaking of which, the Qiao An brothers have always been inseparable, so why did they only see Qiao An this time?

An Bei understood where Qiao An's resentment came from.

"I understand your pain, but you can't vent your pain on others." He turned around and asked, "I haven't met anyone else in the Kingdom of God, have you met them?"

People around shook their heads: "No."

Qiao An said bitterly: "Of course you said no!"

He pushed someone away and walked out quickly.

Lin Yun cursed: "Crazy!"

An Bei sighed: "His brother is dead."

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

Lin Yun was stunned.

The medical team that had been waiting nearby stepped forward and took away the wounded who An Bei was supporting.

An Bei hugged Lin Yun's waist and said to the others: "Let's all leave, have a good rest, reflect on what you did wrong this time, and try not to make the same mistake next time. I really hope that in the next year I can see you all year round.”

"I understand, Boss Anbei."

"I'm tired of crying. See you later."

“It’s so damn good to be alive!”

The members of the Northern Star God-Slaying Division dispersed. In principle, they had three days of rest and could move around freely.

"Anbei! Is everyone okay?"

Tang Xuan and Lin Wan arrived late.

An Bei smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Many people are gone, so don't mention this again. I have some other gains, do you want to hear them?"

Tang Xuan nodded: "Of course."

Anbei recalled: "I met a very special person in Magma's Kingdom of God."

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The three generals of the combined fleet did not explain any information to the bottom. They just silently closed hundreds of millions of space buoys and sent battleships to send the people of the Killing God Division back to the Northern Star.

The North Star prepares a funeral for all the victims.

Swish, swish, swish.

Sparse black umbrellas walked into the rain, and they gathered together in twos and threes, moving in the same direction in silence, with heaviness written on everyone's face.

The cemetery is built on the back of the building and is very large. There were not many participants, with less than thirty people surviving.

The vivid life quietly turned into black and white photos embedded in photo frames. On the tray covered with red silk are placed the black box containing the ashes and the medal recording the meritorious service. These are the last things left by the deceased to this world.

Watching the trays being buried in the cave one after another. Some people had complicated expressions, and some had tears streaming down their faces; some cried unbridled, and some cried silently. There is no need for words at this time. When the feeling of sadness permeates the air, the picture of getting along with the deceased will naturally flash in your mind, and this will produce a huge sadness that can touch you.

The funeral director in a black suit said solemnly: "Nothing in the world can last forever. If it flows, it will flow away; if it stays, it will dry up; if it grows, it will wither. The difference is what is left behind after it leaves.

May every window have warm dreams, may every candlelight have romantic figures, may every festival have joy, and may every season have happiness. Three hundred and sixty-five wishes a year, that is the peace and tranquility you have released for us."

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

At this time, the rain is still falling, and it is getting heavier.

Is God sad too?

"Salute!"

Everyone raised their hands.

Tang Xuan couldn't describe his mood. He didn't expect that he would approach death in this way.

It was his first funeral, and the people buried were all young people of his age, and he had talked to several of them. From then on, he could no longer see their faces or hear their voices. Whenever he thought of them, he would think of black and white photos and urns, and he couldn't help feeling desolate.

He ended his life so young.

What a pity.

"If only you could come back."

Tang Xuan heard An Bei's low voice beside him.

He sighed softly, "I really hope this is just a nightmare, and when I wake up, I find everyone is still here."

Something unexpected happened to Tang Xuan.

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

[Hero's Power] activated!

You can meet this need!

Because you have become the [Hero's Lord]!

[Hero's Lord]: You can summon nearby heroes who are willing to serve you to become your followers, share some of your power and charge for you.

[Hero's Heart] activated!

You will upgrade the [Hero's Lord]!

Please describe the upgrade direction in your mind!

[Hero's Arms] activated!

You have obtained the [Hero's Temple]!

[Hero's Temple]: A powerful Hero's Treasure with the effects of sheltering, nourishing, and healing. The basic state can accommodate 3,000 Heroes (upgradable).

A series of prompt sounds bombarded Tang Xuan.

His face showed an uncontrollable surprise. He didn't expect that remembering his comrades could also trigger [Heroic Power].

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

Tang Xuan temporarily suppressed his joy. He looked back at [Heroic Spirit Lord] and quickly caught the two restrictive words "near" and "willing". He thought for a moment, and then silently said 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 too much?

The response from [Heroic Heart] came.

[Heroic Spirit Lord] upgraded to [War Heroic Spirit Lord]!

[War Heroic Spirit Lord]: All those who fought side by side with you will automatically become your dependents after death, share some of your abilities, and charge for you.

[Hero's Heart] failed to upgrade to [Lord of Heroic Spirit] as Tang Xuan requested, because Tang Xuan's request was too outrageous. He wanted to turn almost everyone who had died in the universe into his Heroic Spirit, 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 could not see normally. He looked at the tombs in front of him with a sense of awareness, and found that there was a golden egg floating above each tomb, and he had the urge of "I can change something".

Because Tang Xuan used the game board to operate everyone, they were all judged as people who fought side by side with Tang Xuan, and automatically became Tang Xuan's dependents after death, just waiting for a call.

He couldn't help but smile.

Lin Wan, who was peeking at him from the side, was stunned.

Thinking of happy things at the funeral?

Lin Wan was a little difficult to understand, and just when she was about to remind Tang Xuan to stay serious.

Tang Xuan laughed out loud: "Hahaha!"

This laugh was like poking a hornet's nest.

Everyone turned their heads to look at him.

Lin Wan coughed lightly, trying to draw attention to herself and help Tang Xuan out.

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

"Tang Xuan, right?"

"Do you know what kind of occasion this is?"

Someone asked unkindly.

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

Lin Wan called out in a low voice: "Tang Xuan——"

Tang Xuan ignored her.

He raised his right hand and pointed at the tomb.

The funeral host scolded: "What are you doing?"

Someone with a bad temper rolled up his sleeves and walked over.

Lin Wan took a step forward silently, and the shadows around her floated into the air and turned into sharp black flakes, spinning around Tang Xuan and her.

The two confronted each other three steps apart.

An Bei advised: "Calm down."

"Hey, are you going to fight at someone else's funeral?" Qiao An watched coldly from the side, "You are indeed someone from the North Star God-killing Division."

Lin Wan sneered: "Yin Yang, come together?"

A ring of fire ignited under Qiao An's feet.

More people gathered around. They all had friends who died in this operation, and they didn't want their friends who died to not even have a decent funeral.

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

Tang Xuan whispered: "There is really something happy."

[Lord of War Heroes] is activated!

I have changed the plot these two days and deleted some political content. I deleted too much, so I merged two chapters into one.

If you vote for me a few more times today, I will add another chapter to make up for the missing content.