Chapter 21 Funeral

The Camorra Mountains are densely wooded. The glow of dusk sprinkled on the mountain, with red and green colors mixed. A gust of wind blew, and the sea of ​​trees rippled with waves. The sound was like waves, coming from far away and from near to far, and the waves covered the birds' chirping.

Boom!

A series of violent explosions sounded halfway up the mountain.

Visible to the naked eye, mud and dust gushed into the sky. It was not until it reached a height of more than ten meters that it fell into the forest.

Nearly half the distance to the top of the mountain, a steep slope collapsed suddenly, as if it had been bitten.

"What's wrong? Is there thunder?!"

"It seems to be over there on the mountain..."

In a village a few miles away at the foot of the mountain, some villagers also heard the sound echoing in the sky and stopped to look into the distance.

A minute later, mud and stones covered the ruins.

The air was filled with the unpleasant smell of burning after the explosion, and a group of trees fell down around, and some were directly blown off.

Nearly seven or eight acres of land were swept away by the explosion and collapse.

At the edge of the explosion range, several broken bodies were either lying on the ground or hanging on trees. The rags with obvious burn marks were torn, and the blood and soil mixed were slightly black.

There was silence all around, even the bird calls that were common in the mountains and forests were gone, and all the wild birds were scared away by the explosion.

Crack... Crack... Crack... Crack!

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the soil.

Two minutes later.

"Cough cough cough... Cough cough cough..."

Kaxiu knelt on the ground, his hands hanging down, and his hair was full of mud. He was panting violently, and his chest rose and fell.

He was not crushed to death by the collapse of the ruins, but was almost suffocated to death. The passage collapsed, and a large area of ​​the ruins was buried by mud. He was lucky that the corner of the wall formed a small space to hide, and then he tried his best to dig the soil before rushing up.

In addition, Kaxiu had to thank his body for its excellent endurance and physical strength. The six months of hard training finally paid off.

The sky was yellow and the ground was faintly red.

Kaxiu stood by a big tree and looked down at the corpse on the ground. He squatted down and picked up a badge next to him.

This was a pure white badge in the shape of a shield, with a circle of light golden rice ears on the edge and a black cross sword in the middle. The tip of the sword was inserted into the demon head with horns.

On the back, a string of small letters were neatly arranged.

"Hunter?" Kaxiu lowered his head and read these two words.

Putting the badge back in place, he half-squatted and looked at the pistol tightly held in the corpse's hand. It was a large-caliber gun as black as ink. The edge was not streamlined, but very heavy and angular. It was almost as long as half of the forearm.

On the right side of the gun were several silver letters in cursive.

"Ebony".

"This is an organization, either the Demon Shadow or the group of people who buried the bomb." Kaxiu frowned and stood up. Things became confusing. This archaeological project led by the government seemed to be far more than simple and ordinary on the surface.

Moying, Huolu Antique Company, and even Fengnan City Government were all thought about by Kaxiu, and a lot of questions filled his mind.

"No matter what, let's leave here first." He glanced around, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little terrified. Staying here, safety is not guaranteed at all.

Kaxiu turned and left.

Half an hour later, the ground mixed with mud and stones suddenly cracked, and a twisted human figure crawled out from it.

"Just a little bit, just a little bit."

The human figure changed quickly and finally turned into a strong adult male body. Everything was normal, except for the shadow that kept wriggling on the ground, like a living thing, which was terrifying.

The man stayed there for a while and was about to leave.

"Huh?" He stopped and looked down.

A smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Another companion is about to appear... Praise..."

June 4, 156th year of the Red Li Federation calendar, wind, light rain.

Fengnan City, North District Cemetery, a large funeral is being held here, and a total of seven coffins are to be placed in the cemetery.

Today the sky is gloomy, and gray clouds cover the entire field of vision. The sun is not visible, and it is gray. It's like the sky was wiped with a dirty rag that has been wiped with dust.

The road in the North District Cemetery is muddy, with a few ruts back and forth occasionally. There are a few scattered trees around the road.

In the distance is a large green cemetery, with gray tombstones standing upright, which is the last trace of the dead left in the world.

In the center of the cemetery, a spire church with a small area is chanting hymns. The church has gray walls and red roofs, and the drainage surface made of tiles is wet.

"Ding!"

The church bells rippled far above the cemetery.

After the whole process of prayer, cross, and sprinkling holy water was completed. The seven coffins were placed in their respective graves, and the relatives shed tears and comforted each other.

After a while, white flowers were placed in front of each tombstone. The priest holding the scripture was praying slowly with his head bowed.

At the edge of the seven coffins, there were only two people standing alone in front of this tombstone. One was a priest, and the other was an old man with gray hair and a cane. The atmosphere was very silent.

The old man looked at the tombstone three meters away, which read.

"Kashu Kaneqi."

"Born in 131, died in 156."

The priest continued to recite the scriptures with a low voice: "Our Father in heaven, may your name be hallowed, and may your kingdom come. May your Sacred Heart be as good as in heaven and bless the earth."

"Ka Xiu...cough cough cough..."

The gray-haired old man coughed a few times.

In the distance, behind the church walls. A figure wearing a thick black coat and a black wide-brimmed hat looked past in the distance.

"I was actually watching my own funeral..."

Kashu muttered to himself. His eyes followed the rickety figure stumbling on the muddy road in the distance, and he clenched his teeth unconsciously. In the distance, an old man on crutches suddenly slipped and fell to the ground. Ka Xiu wanted to rush forward, but held back.

After a while, someone came around to help. Several people moved forward, and their figures finally disappeared from Ka Xiu's sight.

"Damn it!" He punched the wall in a venting manner and cursed. Ka Xiu wanted to show up and tell the old dean that he was not dead and that he didn’t need to be sad for himself to affect his body and mood.

However, this matter is too confusing.

Strange archaeological events, the sudden betrayal of Huolu Antique Company, the battle and explosion between two unknown organizations, and the Fengnan City Government carrying out a funeral at the speed of light. This is all too fishy.

Ka Xiu didn't dare to show up until everything was sorted out. He was afraid that this matter would involve the old dean. Now that everyone thinks that they have been killed, let's just let Cassius Carnegie die.

Ka Xiu lowered the brim of his hat, turned around and left in silence.

From today on, my name is Levi...