Standing among the crowds on the roadside, Malin was watching the floats parade, which was different from what Malin imagined. In addition to being decorated with various flowers, these floats were more likely to be upside down on the Chaos Battle Flag. According to Meng Zhiyi, there were such display programs in those large cities in southern Thailand. It is said that in the large settlements that had not been occupied by Chaos after the Great Destruction, there were thousands of Chaos Battle Flags in their hands.

The southern Thais were so capable of fighting that even terror could not wait to play the role of Confucius. He seemed to want to drag the entire southern Thai tribe into the sub-space, and Master Wu seemed to have emerged at the same time, which gave Marin a more certain calculation of the appearance of the Lord of Justice. In the western human world, the Lord of Justice did not appear for a long time, and in the eastern human world, he appeared shortly after entering the Second Era.

When the floats left, Malin followed Meng Zhiyi to the edge of the square. There was a stone tablet here. Malin stood under the tablet and looked at the inscription below - it was engraved with all the members of the city guards who died ten years ago. Many young people from the family appeared on it in groups. Malin saw the three names Zhang Mingxing, Zhang Mingjun and Zhang Mingcheng below the Zhang family, and they could not speak for a long time.

Above these, there is a sentence.

May Master Wu guide them on the road to return home.

There was no Confucius. Speaking of which, the people of the South Thai had believed in terror in the Second Era because they came to this world as the God of War, but soon, the people of the South Thai confirmed the true identity of this unknown god of war. Since then, Confucius has no inheritance, but in order to paralyze the terror (he already has the coordinates of the world), some people of the South Thai with a spirit of sacrifice chose this belief.

Perhaps the soul of this southern Thai man will sink, but before the despair, the southern Thai man who believes in this master will choose to purify himself.

It’s not that there are no Thai people who truly believe in terror, but it’s a bit too rare compared to normal Thai people. Moreover, according to Meng Zhiyi, the main forces who believe in terror are the peninsula people who fled. It is precisely because of the kindness and revenge of these guys, the chaos tide in the north has been a confidant of the Southern Thai Union until today - because their leaders ascended demons in the north, and every time, this mess brought the Chaos Army directly into this world.

Every century, hundreds of battle groups have lost all their losses in the battle to defend against the chaos and tide.

People from southern Thailand would rather die than become lackeys of the Chaos Evil God.

This made Marin very happy and very awe-inspiring, because the people of South Thailand are really not afraid of sacrifice, whether it is others or themselves.

On the bridge, Marin led his team to block the tide of attack again and again, until reinforcements arrived, two legendary psychic warriors led a team to surround the east and west sides of New Bangkok City, eating up the entire Chaos invading troops.

The city guards who followed Malin knew that they did not object, but defended the bridge with the two army groups in southern Thailand that supported it. Malin could not protect everyone while Chaos was fighting to the death. When the clamp attack surrounded the city, when Malin cut off the last big demon head, the entire bridge deck was bleeding. There were only thirteen guards close to two thousand people, and a total of twenty-seven survived. The bearded man was the only mortal man who could still stand.

In his previous life, Marin heard a theory that when a nation or race reaches its most dangerous moment, there will always be a hero standing up, and he or she is like a symbol. However, in this era, Marin saw the carrier of human civilization, with the number of men from the sky, every year, each person, regardless of his skin color, no matter his gender, everyone is facing destruction and everyone is saving themselves.

If this theory is true, then this danger is far beyond the destruction of the country and the race. Otherwise, there would be too many heroes in this era.

"Mr. Malin, what do you think?" Meng Zhiyi asked when he left the Changbei.

The girl's eyes were a little red, and the real names were really tearful... In fact, even Marin couldn't feel uncomfortable after seeing it.

"Each of them is a hero." Marin didn't even remember the names of most of them that night. Fate gave him and them a chance to witness each other, but Marin failed to grasp all of this.

Sorry, brothers, I have not been able to remember your names, but I have witnessed your courage, and I admit that your courage lasts forever, just as we are all unwilling to surrender.

As long as I don’t die, I will definitely fight to the end of the world. Even after the end of the world, I will still fight, for the earth under our feet, for the civilization that has been passed down for thousands of years, for the courage to never surrender... for the unity!

After making a vow in his heart, Marin felt that his mood had become much clearer.

After walking past the memorial monument, Malin noticed the people in a circle not far away. Meng Zhiyi seemed to be lively when he saw that it seemed lively, so he took Malin over.

This girl asked Marin to lead the way. Everyone who was squeezed by Marin first became jealous and became brave. After turning his head to see Marin's unique figure, he lost all his temper.

So they squeezed into the crowd safely. What Marin and Meng Zhiyi saw was a small debate. The two sides were two guys who looked like cultural people, discussing the material selection of new statues ten years ago.

The big bald man with no hair on his head said that he must highlight the style of Zhenjun Malin and set up the biggest full-body image. Any clown must die at the feet of Zhenjun.

Another gentleman had a big back and was much younger than the first gentleman. His view was that True Lord Marin was the one who showed his holy night and had not come out for so many years. It was because of their sacrifices and worship that made this True Lord who loved quietness untied.

When he meant, he was still like the one on the bridge, and of course, the image of Zhenjun Malin was still bigger.

Then he was booed very much by the onlookers.

In Marin's view, the old man's body stands like a cult - what aspects of a hero can you show when you stand a child of one meter two?

In Marin's eyes, the group of young men is also a superfluous person - how do you show a pitiful 1.2 meters in a group of 1.7 meters in a group of 1.7 meters in a group of people? Have you thought about it carefully with your nuclear-like brain?!

Did the Southern Thais have been fighting for too long and fed all the art cells to the flesh and blood hunting dogs?

This didn't work, Marin decided to step forward and make things right.

But before getting things right, Marin decided to find a place to transform himself.

So I pulled Meng Zhiyi to find a personal food restaurant - the kind with curtains and usually only entertains two people.

Marin changed into a body. Meng Zhiyi didn't care at first. When he noticed Marin wearing clothes back, the girl frowned: "Don't say, you are really similar to Marin on the square ear on the statue."

Yes, you stupid girl is quite similar.

Marin rolled her eyes and took her out of the store. When she passed by the front desk, Marin threw two silver coins for the owner who was sitting in the store.

Back to the debate circle between the two gentlemen, this time, Meng Zhiyi was leading the way in front. Everyone who was squeezed by her first became jealous and brave. After turning his head to see Meng Zhiyi's war witch outfit, he lost all his temper.

When he arrived at the inner circle, Marin got into the circle of arguments and jumped to the long table full of miscellaneous items in front of them, under the gaze of the two gentlemen and the onlookers.

"I am tired of your arguments. Since you know my existence, how dare you carve statues for me at will? Do you know my hobbies? Or can you judge what a true king thinks." After Marin said that, he looked at the two gentlemen.

Three seconds later, the old man knelt down on one knee first: "The remnants of the 224th Detachment! I have seen the young man! It is a blessing in life to be able to see you again in this life!"

The old man was crying, as if he had seen the truth blooming in front of his eyes. Marin saw that his left leg was a prosthetic... Ah, I remembered that it was indeed a remnant soldier. He used his body to cover his comrades, and he almost died of being dismantled. This leg was thrown away in subsequent resistance.

The next second, the young man also landed on one knee: "The child you saved that night paid tribute to you! Mr.! I have seen you like! I will not forget you! I will not recognize my wrong benefactor!"

The young man smiled very happily on his face, but the tears in his eyes would not lie.

Ma Lin immediately understood - he said that he felt a little familiar with these two guys.

This child must have seen him on the long street. If Marin had not appeared, they would have been killed by the bloodletter.

"Get up, the people of Tainan only kneel on the parents of heaven and earth, don't forget." After saying that, Malin looked at these two people silently. Until they got up, Malin smiled - Yes, since my era, the people of Tainan no longer kneel on the people of heaven and earth. Maybe some people will kneel on the parents of heaven and earth, but in Malin's opinion, only parents and heaven and earth can bear this kneel.

God can't bear it, let alone people.

"I didn't want to show up before you because I didn't want you to carry a baggage. I didn't need faith, but also my worship. So when I heard that you were going to build a new statue for us, I came out and wanted to tell you that if you really want to commemorate that battle ten years ago, I had a better way."

As everyone was looking forward to it (well, maybe Meng Zhiyi wasn't, Marin looked at the girl and looked at him like a liar), Marin pulled his hand and counted the cornerstones on the side of the road and flew over, they were glued together like water, and then under Marin's control, the figure was gradually taking shape.

"Before the great destruction, in the north of our kingdom, there were people who were proficient in art, the art of death, and in their hands, everything was art, war was art, death was art, these people were real artists, and the things you just said were not art at all. In my opinion, even the socks I took off could be displayed to people as art by you, but I want to say, this is blasphemy."

Speaking of this, Marin controlled the two trembling guys with death's direct look (glimps) to control the two trembling guys.

The portrait gradually became clear. This was a very ordinary city guard. Under the control of Marin's magic, all the onlookers saw his front, so in everyone's eyes, this was a very ordinary city guard facing him. His armor was broken, his long sword was held in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, his face was injured, but he still looked straight ahead.

"In my opinion, every city guard who sacrificed on that day is truly great people. They are born for their responsibilities and die for their responsibilities. They are greater than me, because they do their best to stop until death."

The portrait gradually lowered his head, and he seemed to sigh and gasp. More details appeared on his body, the broken edges of the leather armor rolled, the metal cracks on the arm guard, and even the damage on the hilt of the sword, the gaps in the counterweight.

"This is...a real work of art." The young gentleman's eyes were filled with the light of worship.

"I realized my shortcomings only when I saw the little gentleman's technique... I was really ashamed."

This time, Marin no longer used words to educate these people, but added the last details. At this moment, a bridge deck appeared under the feet of the portrait, which seemed to be real. One of the soldiers' eyes was blind, the bandaged head was covered with blood, and the little finger of the sword was missing. The wounds on the soldier's face were more dense, and the traces of burning by the magical method were exposed to people. The pain that war could give to people was fully displayed at this moment.

it's over.

With a hint of satisfaction, Marin jumped off the table: "If you really want to set up a new statue, put it in the central square, and I see there is a prepared pedestal where there is no need for a general riding a tall horse, nor does it require a gentleman who is strategizing. There is everyone who is willing to use death to prove that our civilization is not terminally ill."

After saying that, Malin sent a sound to Meng Zhiyi, and then he walked to the other side.

"Sir, where are you going?" the remnant soldier chased after him.

"I want to take a look at this city again. Go back. If you have the intention, please help me put the statue where it should go." After Marin said, he stretched out his hand and patted the man's legs.

The next moment, amid his screams, his broken leg began to revive.

The people were watching around and screaming of surprise and fear.

And Marin walked into the crowd.

We need heroes, the kind of unsung heroes that have not been introduced in movies or TV.
Chapter completed!