Apocalypse Demon Summoner

Chapter 355 Loyal Soul Tomb

Winter is coming to an end, the smoggy weather has finally dissipated, today is a change from the usual gloom, it is a rare sunny day, the sun breaks out of the dark clouds, the reflected sunlight shuttles between the branches, weaving golden threads, which looks extraordinarily beautiful Ching Ming.

But on such a warm day, the faces of everyone in Dajingmen were full of deep thoughts. At this moment, the soldiers finished their training, the laborers put down their tools, and even Xing Jun, who hadn't shown himself for a long time, appeared in the crowd.

Xing Jun stood above the crowd in black clothes. At this moment, his expression was solemn and his eyes were indifferent. Even though he didn't speak, he could still make people understand the heavy breath on his body.

In front of him are soldiers headed by Shuangtong, fighting bloody battles. They have long been the most qualified fighters. At this time, the 42 people standing in the front are each holding a gray jar in their hands. The ashes of the godsend in the

Quiet and peaceful.

More than 42 godsends died in the war, among them were soldiers in the alliance, and even members of the battle group, but at this moment, they have a common identity, one of the heroes.

Death, for the vast majority of people born in the last days, is somewhat common and common.

This kind of normality does not mean that they are hard-hearted, desireless and loveless. Compared with other places, they have blood, they have flesh, and they have emotions. However, the desolation of the last days, the environment, robbers, food and other factors can all constitute the conditions for death. .

Birth and death, death and life, for them, they are more intuitive to face new life and departure than those who live in a comfortable and stable environment.

Sacrifice to the souls of the dead.

For everyone in Dajingmen, this is an unfamiliar and novel vocabulary.

The dead are dead, and the living still need to live. Living in this seemingly abandoned land, they are used to disposing of corpses in a frugal manner, either by burying or burning them, and there are even wild burials and celestial burials. Speaking in detail for many years, they have never participated in a scene where tens of thousands of people sacrificed like the present one.

Xing Jun's solemn face seemed neither happy nor sad, but there was a trace of blood and scarlet that could not be resolved in his eyes.

What is the reason why an army is strong?

sharp weapon?Tall body?A successful scheme?Or a good commander?
These reasons may be able to make the troops victorious, but they still cannot represent their strength. To put it another way, if it is a weapon?No nuclear energy?No strategy?Not to mention the commander-in-chief of Yum?How should they fight?How to win?
Army soul.

The powerful vocabulary for carrying troops is not external force, but internal force.

What is military spirit?

In the face of a powerful opponent, knowing that you are invincible, you must resolutely shine your sword, even if you fall, you must become a mountain, a ridge!How awe-inspiring, what determination, what joy, what boldness this is!

If one day, the troops under him can condense this kind of spirit, then they can truly fight against ten with one and win every battle!
Loyal Soul Tomb.

In the empty cemetery, there are no stone monuments, and there are only holes that look like nests. They are the places where the ashes are buried, and they are also the tombs of loyal souls that Xing Jun said.

In front of the cemetery, there is a huge stone block with a height of five meters. Even though there are no steles for these dead people, the names of these dead people are engraved on the stone block. A total of 42 people have never been lost or lost.

"What a cruel guy. He tried to buy people's hearts with thousands of potholes and a worthless stone. No matter how you look at it, it is a successful business." Standing in the crowd, the little queen laughed strangely. road.

The dead are also souls.

Can't go to the ground, the soul won't return to the card.

Encoffining the dead is a ritual that must be completed for people.

Zhonghun Tomb is a tomb, but it is also the hometown.

Xing Jun's wish is not only to build a place to bury the soldiers' bones, but also to gather the army souls of the soldiers under his command!

It’s just started now, even though there are only 42 names on this monument of loyal souls, in the future, in the era of bloody winds and human lives, there will only be more and more names on this monument, until fill up.

It has nothing to do with being cold-blooded or desolate, this is the only way for every king to dominate.

Bones are the road, and flesh and blood are the bridge.

At that time, this stone tablet condensed by the flesh and blood of millions of people will finally burst out with a terrifying soul and essence.

The soul of the army, this intangible and invisible existence, is not groundless. With it, an army can have a backbone. With it, an army can survive a hundred battles.

Build steles with stones and engrave people as characters.

No matter how much ambition, selfishness, or indifference he carries in his heart, at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, he is like a god's mansion, shining on the world.

Xing Jun calmly looked at the many god-sent persons who were loyal to him or had selfishness in front of him, and said slowly: "There are people on the monument, and those who die on the monument die. From now on, all god-sent persons who died in battle Entering this monument, I promise that you will live in peace while alive, and you will live in peace when you die, if you break your oath, heaven and earth will perish, and there will be no human and god left!"

Severe gasps came from the crowd, not only the god-sent ones, but also ordinary people and laborers.

Living in troubled times, they really have no extra ambitions, just live, no matter how tired or bitter, as long as they live, they are willing.

But born at the wrong time, people are not as good as grass, even human beings are killed, not to mention bugs and zombies!
Their homes were destroyed and their families were killed. They also have resentment and hatred, but here, even as refugees, they have never experienced the slightest humiliation. On the contrary, delicious food and warm shelters were unimaginable in the past. The requirements are all fulfilled here.

Zerg siege, such a battle took away not only 42 godsends, but also countless ordinary people behind it.

Life is worse than grass.

This is the most vivid portrayal of this world.

As time goes by, they become more and more conflicted, alive or dead?For people born in this last days, this is a slightly sad choice.

It's not bad here, although all the systems are so strange, but there is support.

Unlike in the past, the refugees wandering in the Dajingmen have already enjoyed treatment and food that they had never imagined before. Now, even though their daily lives are miserable, at least they can guarantee sufficient food.

Compared with the past, that kind of life is truly worse than death, living in the shadows every day, no one knows in which dirty corner he will die in the next second!

Listening to Xing Jun's vicious oath of forgetting himself, everyone breathed heavily and clenched their fists.

The tomb in front of me not only condenses the will of many gods, but more, it is the hope of the refugees and their expectations for the future...

(End of this chapter)