Chapter 914 Funeral

On a bare island, there are many tombstones.

This is an island within an island, and around it, a larger island base has been artificially filled with earth. It is already full of people.

Spirit Island, this is not the first time Mo Qiong has seen it.

But this is Mo Qiong's first time attending a funeral here.

In this war, a total of 3,955 club members died, most of whom were only Alpha and Beta level.

Among them, all the newcomers who graduated from Extreme Island in the past two years died.

To a certain extent, the Blue and White Society has ended its era.

They have been drained of fresh blood in the past two years. If it had not been for this war, at least half of them would have gone through some training and become the mainstay of the Blue and White Society in the future.

But now, Mo Qiong is the youngest member of the Blue and White Society...

Society members are not suitable for war. They should use their powerful containment logic to collect weird containment objects one by one, instead of being killed by the so-called war in a hail of bullets.

But there is no way. If we don't hit them with this stick and let them continue to lurk, they will be the fate of the dead clan.

As for the routines, not all of them are useful. When fighting against the five major civilizations at the same time, the current result is already a better result after painstaking arrangements.

When Mo Qiong rushed to Kaimen's battlefield, there were only more than a thousand club members left to fight.

He tried his best to rescue and reincarnate three thousand dying members, thus saving a large number of living forces.

After that, there were 12,500 peripheral troops and 114,700 US troops, all of whom were saved through reincarnation.

But there were still 3,955 members and nearly 20,000 outsiders who died.

Mo Qiong can save those who are not dead, but there is nothing he can do for those who are dead.

Nature is cruel, and the souls of the dead will disappear in a very short period of time. Mo Qiong tried to find the soul after complete annihilation. The final result was that he found a person with the same soul in the low-dimensional virtual world. .

He is not a deceased person, he is just a virtual data with the same appearance, and his personality and memory are completely different. He does not even know what the Blue and White Society is, and has no connection with the dead members.

When a member of the community sacrifices, a collective funeral will be held at a fixed time on Lingdao. Especially when a large number of sacrifices are made, basically everyone who can come will come.

At this time, Mo Qiong and other members of the club were silently listening to the last words of each of the buried people.

"Grass!"

These are the last words of the first tombstone, followed by the second, third...

"Hey hey hey..."

"Tsk, no need to hide."

"It takes two seconds for them to reload, and five seconds for recharging the hand cannon!"

"Are you the only one who is still a soldier?"

"Did you see it? This is the ultimate explosion of the hungry devil!"

"Dude, do you have any candy?"

"They're building spaceships underneath Washington!"

"Luo Yi, hold on."

"You think I can't kill people because I only have a head?"

"You can't be on a mission for the first time."

"I lied to you like a dog, I live in Moscow!"

One after another, the last words of the dying echoed in front of the tombstone.

This is the characteristic of Lingdao. Only the real deceased will have the last words of Lingdao.

On the contrary, having Lingdao's last words means that he is completely dead.

Many of them may have been in a tense situation and had no last words at all. They were either meaningless grunts or curse words.

Some did not realize that they were going to die and were just chatting.

Others are using their last words to convey information.

What's more, they take advantage of this to joke with people who will attend the funeral on Ling Island in the future.

Among them, the number of jokes is the largest, because this is a joke that can only be made once in a lifetime.

"Everyone on Spirit Island, all stand at attention!"

"Everyone who survives will be punished by me on the Spirit Island!"

"Is my tombstone number 9527..."

"Is this the only song that will be played on Spirit Island? Change it to another one!"

"Ring, ring, ring! It's time to go to work!"

"Ah! I forgot my last words!"

"My last words have been thought out for a long time... they are... cough cough cough... wear... wear... gulu... cluck..."

Various last words were inspired by the characteristics of the spiritual island as they were buried.

This group of victims not only joked, but even interacted with each other at their graves.

Soon a voice floated out: "Martin, sing a song and listen!"

In response, the members attending the funeral looked at each other and looked for the friend named Martin.

This kind of interaction at the gravesite often happens, and everyone at the funeral is asked by name to ask someone at the funeral to do something.

According to unwritten rules, that person must fulfill the deceased's last wishes unconditionally.

Everyone looked around, suddenly froze, and then stopped looking.

Because there is a tomb next to it, and the deceased is Martin.

Martin's last words were: "Mihir, I like you."

Everyone hurriedly looked for who Mihir was, but unexpectedly they saw Mihir's tomb again.

Mihir's last words were: "Everyone applauds!"

For a moment, thunderous applause erupted from the outer circle of Lingdao.

Mo Qiong, who was originally in a sad mood, was confused at this moment, but he could only applaud.

He remembered Mihir and Martin. When he turned into a cheetah, these two club members captured him back to the Blue and White Club. Unexpectedly, they also died.

There were 3,955 members, and their last words were all kinds of strange.

Many of them were completely inappropriate for the solemn atmosphere of a funeral scene, which made many people at the scene dumbfounded.

This custom is said to have started from the Sandaime President. When he died, he left behind a tuneless song: "Have a happy birthday~ la la la~"

The third generation had never sung in front of others in his life. It turned out that he was tone-deaf. No one knew about this until he chose to expose his singing voice before he died.

He was the president, and almost everyone came. As a result, the extremely unpleasant but cheerful singing echoed in front of the tombstone.

The members were all stunned. From then on, the funeral of Lingdao became unserious.

The fourth generation president was even more slutty. The last words on the tombstone directly said: "If you come to see me, please sign my tombstone!"

How could everyone not follow his last words?

So, his tombstone was filled with tens of thousands of signatures over the years...

Because the place is too small, the newcomers must practice micro-carving skills to engrave words on it.

Gradually, this became a joke unique to the Blue and White Society, with a story and a custom.

As long as Lingdao exists, the last words will echo here.

"In this incident, a total of 3,955 members died..."

After the process of setting up the grave and listening to the last words was completed, the funeral was over.

Kaimen said this in self-blame, and then asked everyone to disperse.

After the crowd dispersed, Mo Qiong was about to go and see how the interrogation of the captives of the arcane oligarchs went.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear something, and suddenly distorted time and space, blasting a big hole in an aircraft carrier at sea.

"Bang!"

"What are you doing! Luo Yi!"

Everyone looked over and saw that a member on the aircraft carrier was holding a pistol and pointing it at him, but Mo Qiong discovered it in time and destroyed the pistol in the air.

He was Luo Yi, who made outstanding contributions in this battle.

One man and one shield blocked billions of troops and absorbed all the firepower from one direction!

More than 20 billion laser shots, more than 90 million high-energy bombings, 65 meteorite impacts, and twelve hydrogen bombs with a TNT equivalent of more than 10 million tons...

These can still be counted, and I don’t know how many have not been counted.

Although the damage was rebounded, the pain was all transformed and implanted into Luo Yi by the Holy Shield in the form of "infinite duration".

Even if it was just a needle prick, this kind of fleeting injury would be infinitely prolonged and become a continuous pain.

Single pain is nothing, but what about the pain of countless attacks? It's beyond the limit.

When Kaimen slammed the table and launched a counterattack, Luo Yi still stood with the shield and didn't move. He was carried away by others.

It's not that he couldn't move, but he was in so much pain that he didn't want to do anything.

Iron will allowed him to endure so much pain and not die, and he didn't collapse under any external stimulation...

No one can defeat the iron will, except himself.

Luo Yi was injected with a large amount of analgesics, but the effect was minimal.

The superimposed pain has long exceeded the physiological limit. This is purely based on quantity, and it has accumulated into an beyond-limit type of pain.

He was tortured by this pain and looked haggard. The psychological affected the physical, and the whole person was like a dead firewood.

The company didn't let him come, but let him have a good rest. The research department was trying to help him deal with this situation.

But Luo Yi still insisted on attending the funeral.

Unexpectedly, he was about to commit suicide after returning to the aircraft carrier, but Mo Qiong found out in time and stopped him.

"We have already sacrificed 3,955 people, don't think too much." Mo Qiong said.

"It's 3,956... and me." Luo Yi trembled, his eyes filled with bloodshot.

"What are you talking about! Luo Yi, I'll take you back to rest." Wei Lan rushed forward, supported Luo Yi's body, and took him to the island.

Luo Yi said: "Even if I faint, I will wake up in pain... Why should I rest? The price of the Holy Shield will not end as long as I am alive. In fact, I am already dead."

Everyone knew that at this moment, he was bearing the sequelae of the previous battle.

And this price is forever, and the Blue and White Society does not know how to get rid of it for the time being.

Wei Lan hugged him tightly and said anxiously: "You are still alive! We will find a way to remove it!"

Luo Yi shook his head and said: "Don't say it, I should die on the battlefield."

"Add me to the death list."

Wei Lan also grabbed it tightly and cried: "You have a will of steel! Don't give up!"

"I'm sorry, I really can't hold on. Once I can't help but give up the protection of the will of steel, I will immediately fall to the ground and die hysterically in agony. That's too ugly, give me a gun." Luo Yi said.

Yes, if he wants to die, no one can stop him.

All he needs to do is give up the will of steel.

But he didn't do that, but insisted on attending the funeral. But human power is limited, the price is permanent, and his will is not.

He is very calm now, he cherishes this calmness, and at this moment he just wants to commit suicide with a gun and die decently.

"I'm sorry, I also thought I could keep going, but I overestimated myself."

"Don't stop me, Mo Qiong." Luo Yi stared at Mo Qiong.

Mo Qiong said: "So many people died, you finally survived the battlefield, now we won, you didn't give up on the battlefield, are you going to give up now?"

Luo Yi said: "I can't die on the battlefield, this is my mission. Now the mission is over."

"I found that I don't have the courage to live...really...I mean it..."

Everyone was silent, not knowing what to do.

I saw Luo Yi suddenly pull out Wei Lan's pistol and pointed it at his head.

However, the trigger was stuck by a wall of air.

With so many people present, countless air walls instinctively attacked.

"Hold on a little longer, do you believe me? I will find a way to save you, give me some time." Mo Qiong said seriously.

Luo Yi shook his head and said, "Don't make promises casually anymore, Mo Qiong."

"I believe you, but I can't wait any longer. Let me make my own decision while I'm still calm."

"I brought you to Meng Island, but I didn't expect you to be the most important gain of the Blue and White Society in the 21st century. I'm honored, Mo Qiong, you can save many people, but please don't save me. Let my soul dissipate, please."

Mo Qiong was struck by lightning. He could save many people, but he couldn't save those who were dead in their hearts.

He didn't know what to do. A brother was begging him not to save himself.

Everyone silently retracted the air wall, and so did the others.

Only Wei Lan was still holding Luo Yi tightly, and said in a broken voice: "Stop... Stop... Stop..."

"I'm really sorry, Wei Lan, I'm really sorry." Luo Yi broke Wei Lan's air wall restraint with one finger, and then pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

"Ah!" Wei Lan screamed in pain.

Mo Qiong stared with his eyes wide open, and his eight senses allowed him to clearly see that Luo Yi's soul had vanished.

He clenched his fists, and Kaimen sighed: "Very powerless, isn't it? This is my responsibility."

Unexpectedly, Mo Qiong did not discuss the problem of powerlessness with him, but looked at him and said: "I want all the command rights."

"..." Kaimen looked at him and couldn't speak.

Mo Qiong said word by word: "David, Kaimen, are you willing to hand over the command rights to me?"

This is against the rules. The three major commanders on the Earth side are Mo Qiong, Kaimen, and David.

Mo Qiong actually wants to command the Great Arbitration!

David was frightened by Mo Qiong's momentum and looked at Kaimen.

Kaimen frowned and said: "Calm down..."

"I am very calm, but you, are you considering the threat of the Apocalypse?" Mo Qiong said.

"Uh..."

Mo Qiong said seriously: "A bigger crisis may occur at any time, I hope you will hand over the command rights to me."

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P.S.: Sorry. I had something to do yesterday, and I rushed back to write it today.