The complex emotions, filled with a tragic grandeur amidst lancholy, blended with heart-wrenching regret and sorrow...
Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy... Life in the first half was carefree, but the latter half was either in battle or in warfare, experiencing all the human sufferings, yet we were used to this kind of living.
Life, separation, death, farewell... The comrades’ ideals remain unfulfilled while their bodies turn to dust. Only those left behind carry more hopes, gritting their teeth in battle.
At this mont, the nineteen people present, except Xu Ran, all turned into complex human-shaped stone monunts.
They stood silently, throats rolling without a sound.
Countless images appeared before their eyes—
On countless days of torrential rain, they carried the shattered bodies of their comrades back to the safe zone in desolation...
There were even dozens of tis they couldn’t retrieve their comrades’ bodies and could only erect a cenotaph for them...
Their wounds were yet to heal, but they had to face the tears and gaze of comrades’ families, their bodies suffering physical pain while their hearts endured a wrenching agony...
Childhood friends from kindergarten, who once played and lived together, are fewer and fewer among the living.
The first three years, classmates were high-spirited, drinking and laughing, lively and bustling.
In the third three-year period, so gradually went missing, leaving only empty seats.
By the sixth three-year interval, only a handful were left to attend...
A heavy atmosphere of sadness surrounded them.
"This sadness is so intense, it’s like it’s engraved in the marrow; even though I haven’t experienced it, I can’t help but want to shed tears."
Xu Ran remained silent on the side, not speaking to disturb.
The emotions they were bottling up needed ti to be dispelled, to be released...
After a few minutes.
The Fla Windbreaker on Liu Yan’s body suddenly shone with a deep red glow. He stepped forward and ca to the place where a Mysterious Eye was shattered.
Always known for his fiery temper, at this mont, he pressed his lips tightly and seed like a different person.
He took a canteen from his waist, uncapped it, gulped a mouthful himself, and then poured a circle around the area.
The liquor seeped into the filthy ground.
"Compatriots, comrades, this is the burial ground where a Divine Level abomination was completely slain; please co back and take a look! Please co back and have a drink!"
His words were powerful, emotions erupting from deep within.
Squad mbers stepped forward, pouring water or wine from their canteens onto the ground.
Lin Feng poured wine while his Adam’s apple bobbed several tis: "Finally, I dare to invite you for a drink. Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare see you even in my dreams..."
Xiao Xue was already crying uncontrollably: "Teacher, one day, I will establish a safe zone here. I will erect a 300-ter-tall monunt here!"
"Huaxia Heroic Spirits, return to your souls!"
Lin Feng clenched his fist and pounded his chest, towering above the land: "Please witness this mont to be recorded in history!"
"Huaxia Heroic Spirits, return to your souls!"
"Huaxia Heroic Spirits, return to your souls!"
People growled in anger. The black clouds in the sky and the pollution transforming into wind over the wasteland roared at them.
They looked up at the surging black clouds, their eyes quickly concealing the deepest sadness.
They turned, offering a smile to the substitute Xu Ran.
"You are truly an astonishing genius!"
"We—have finally awaited a true Godslayer!"
"Speaking of which, is this ability sothing you created yourself? Can you teach us? Just like you taught the Invisibility Skill... If we could learn it too..."
"No rush, co, little Xu Ran, let give you a kiss, I love kissing little ones the most."
The original Xu Ran stepped back two steps: "..."
Liu Yan: "Don’t tease the kid! He’s only eight years old, and you’re almost fifty. You should call you Auntie!"
"Don’t listen to that mischievous Auntie."
"We should leave first; staying in the sa place too long is not wise because we don’t know if the ruined Mysterious Eye has been imdiately discovered by other deities."
Lin Feng shook his head: "Surely it won’t be discovered, otherwise, could the Mysterious Eye fly back on its own? And the Resentful God, Divine Level Crystal Beast, Divine Level Ghost are more afraid of death than us. Even if a Divine Level Ghost died here, they wouldn’t co to check the situation even if they knew."
Saying this, he looked at the substitute Xu Ran, not knowing how to express many things.
Finally.
He pondered for a mont: "Uh... do you have any more training content? We can accompany you?"
For such a super genius, they were willing to be bodyguards for a while. After all, it seed lately the abominations were stirring up for an assault.
Their two Godslaying Squads had his back, making it foolproof even if Divine Level monsters attacked.
Of course.
Protection was only one aspect.
On the other hand, they wanted to observe Xu Ran’s skills more—Invisibility Skill, Substitute Paperman, shattering the Mysterious Eye... What other surprises could he bring?
Humans are always curious, and the Godslaying Squad was no exception!!
Xu Ran confessed: "I need to kill 10,000 monsters with a Qi Blood Value over 100,000 points."
Everyone was slightly astonished: "Wow, your training content is that wild?"
Xu Ran: "To pursue invincibility, it definitely has to be wild."
Liu Yan raised an eyebrow: "Then let’s go, we’ll help you find the abomination gathering ground, you handle killing them."
Thus.
Xu Ran experienced unprecedented bodyguard service—the 11th and 13th ranked Godslaying Squads of Huaxia Country were responsible for escorting his training task. In addition, there were the Yue Realm experts Ye Ping, Cai Miao, Li Wei, and Fu Lin.
A luxurious bodyguard team, even gods would keep their distance!
"Xu Ran, ahead is a gathering ground of ghostly creatures, 500 ghosts with over 100,000 Qi Blood Value, six ghosts with 500,000 Qi Blood Value. We’ll handle the ones with 500,000 Qi Blood Value while you take care of the rest."
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