"The world has no end, rest in peace, my child, your soul, will continue, and your name will be engraved in everyone's hearts..."
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The Cathedral of Holy Light is one of the most majestic buildings in the City of Dawn.
The entire church is made of steel and exudes a cold luster in the sun, presenting a quaint and vicissitudes of beauty.
The interior of the church is full of straight lines and symmetrical geometric figures, most of which are decorated with bright chrome and gold-plated bars, giving the cold church a hint of warmth.
At this moment, there was a huge crystal coffin in the middle of the church hall, and there was a blond man in a dress. He had a delicate appearance and a rosy complexion, as if he was asleep.
A line of golden words is engraved on the coffin - Duke Elvis.
The white-haired priest stood upright in front of the crystal coffin. His left hand was holding an unopened cast iron scripture in his metallic left hand, and the other withered right hand held a chrome cross barrel revolver with the muzzle facing upwards.
The pastor has a kind face and a loving look:
"Child, you are unfortunate. From the moment you were born, you have never enjoyed the glory of the Elvis family. You fight with the raiders, you rob food with the corpse hyenas, you are exiled in the wilderness, you are wandering all your life..."
Below the crystal coffin, there were some men and women wearing black robes.
Listening to the priest's words, some people showed sadness.
These people all had a round black maple leaf badge on their chests - black maple leaves were symbols of the Elvis family.
Some people also seem sad, but there is a hint of joy in the corners of their eyes, but it is well covered up. These people also wear black maple leaf badges on their chests.
Of course, more people were expressionless. After all, they were only invited to attend the funeral of the Elvis family, and the life and death of others had nothing to do with them.
The pastor on the stage took all this, but there was no strange color.
"Child, you are also lucky. At the last moment of your life, you find your brothers and sisters with the same bloodline, you find your own belonging and faith! Although your flesh is dead, your soul will go to heaven, you return to the arms of God the Father, and you—in our hearts forever!"
Hurry!
Accompanied by the pastor's passionate words, there was a non-warm but neat applause.
But at the same time, the applause was accompanied by some soft sobs, which made the funeral even more sad.
Among them, there was a middle-aged woman who cried the most sadly.
She is tall and plump, wearing a black long skirt, a black maple leaf badge on her chest, and her long brown hair is tied high. Although time leaves some traces on her face, it still cannot cover up her mature charm, and every frown and cluster attracts everyone's attention.
Especially the exquisite blue beauty mole in the middle of her forehead, which added a little more to her charm.
Her name is Casey, and by seniority, she is Duke's aunt.
"Madam, please feel sorry for the death of a person, and if Duke knew that you were so sad, he would be very sad..."
A middle-aged man in formal attire and a thorny moustache on his upper lip was next to him. While holding his five-year-old niece to prevent her from running around, he whispered to Casey.
Casey is a relatively famous widow in Dawn City. Whether it is her appearance or her family, it has made many men covet it.
The mustache is no exception. He thinks they are the same people, for example, they all accidentally lost their other half.
So, Xiaomoustache is very attentive to Casey. He wants to rebuild a family, but unfortunately, Casey is not enthusiastic about such things, especially at this time.
Casey ignored him, but whispered to himself with a guilty face:
"I regret it. If I hadn't found him, maybe he wouldn't have died, poor child..."
Casey lifted a trace of hair hanging from his temples behind his ears with tears in his eyes, revealing his snow-white and delicate neck.
The mustache swallowed and said quickly:
"Ms. Casey, you can't say that! If it weren't for you, this child might be in a more difficult situation now. At least in the few days after returning to the Elvis family, no one dared to call Duke a fool. Duke lives with dignity!"
Casey's eyes lit up a little, but his face still shook his head sadly.
"If possible, I would like to exchange the rest of my life for the rebirth of this poor child. After all, I am almost in my forties and have not had a few years to live, but he is only eighteen years old. He still has a great time. He has not had time to enjoy the glory of being the direct lineage of the Elvis family..."
Listening to Casey's words, the bearded man wanted to write his love on his face.
He likes Casey's character. In the wilderness, this gentle woman has long disappeared. She is the best choice for being a wife!
Not only the mustache, but everyone around him also looked at Casey with admiration and even admiration. Casey's kindness is famous in the City of Dawn.
Xiaomoustache took a deep breath, and then spoke in an excited and exaggerated tone:
"I am so touched! It is such a blessing to have an elder like you! Really, I dream of having a relative who loves me like this! I believe that this child will be happy to see everything you do in heaven! Please don't be sad anymore..."
Casey finally turned his head, looked at his mustache, then bit his lower lip and said softly:
"Thanks……"
Hearing this thank you, Xiaomouyi felt that her whole body was much lighter. If he hadn't been concerned about the occasion, he would have jumped up.
If I remember correctly, the last time the other party said thank you was at a cocktail party three years ago. When she had something urgent to leave and gave way to her.
"No need to thank you, you are so kind, after all, the facts I told you."
The mustache stretched out her chest and tidied her clothes.
Suddenly, a tender childish voice rang out:
"Huh? The beautiful big brother lying inside the transparent box is awake!"
The bearded man was still a little stunned when he looked at the little niece beside him. He had not figured out what was going on for a while, but the others present had already reacted before the little niece spoke.
brush!
The priest responded the fastest, and the priest's right revolver immediately aimed at the person in the crystal coffin, and pulled the hammer, ready to shoot at any time.
His left steel arm opened the "Cast Iron Classics", and a grenade with the yellow and black three-leaf symbol was slowly appeared in the scriptures.
At the same time, the electronic synthesizing sound of "First Level Guard" echoed in the open church, and eight Templars in power armor rushed in outside the church. The six-barrel revolver guns in their hands had begun to preheat and aimed at the crystal coffin.
As for the others, the reaction was also very fast.
After seeing the dead body in the crystal coffin suddenly opened its eyes, some of them tore open their black coats, revealing a terrifying body that combines explosive muscles and rough machinery;
Someone shook his robe and took out a 50mm four-barrel shotgun from behind;
Some people also pulled out a long alloy knife with red light from somewhere...
In short, the guests were not panicked by the resurrection of the dead bodies, but were a little... ready to move?
"Ghost? Or out of control? What do the people from the Elvis family say? Hehe, are you doing it yourself, or let us do it?"
Someone said sinisterly.
"Wait first..." Someone quickly took out a basketball-sized portable instrument to start testing. "The radiation did not exceed the standard, and the mental state was stable... all data were normal! It was not a corpse, nor did it get out of control..."
"That means, is this child living?"
Everyone looked at the man who had opened his eyes in the crystal coffin. Apart from the somewhat dull, there were no other abnormal symptoms. Everyone looked at the Elvis family at the same time.
He was obviously a living person, but the funeral was held?
Is it a dereliction of duty or...
Interesting!
Everyone was holding the guns, and the hidden swords, as if nothing had happened just now, except for a few strong men who looked at the torn robe, which was a little embarrassed.
"Duke is still alive!"
The beard then reacted and he looked at Casey with some excitement. This child is too important to Casey. If Duke is still alive, Casey will be very happy. If Casey is happy, then he will be happy.
And the moment before he turned his head, Casey's beautiful and bright face suddenly became gloomy, and a grayish-white light appeared in his brown pupils.
Chapter completed!