Seeing his good brother suddenly become divine, Victor couldn't help but look strangely in his eyes: "Have you read too many graphic novels? You and I are just ordinary middle school students!"
"The enemy doesn't care whether you are a college student or a kindergartener. They will kill you regardless." Ken glanced at Viktor: "The enemies of Horulus are all lunatics!"
"Tch, if you don't want to watch it, don't watch it..." Victor grinned:
"You are so stingy. Are you going to save your pocket money to buy a gift for that human race? It seems that when that human race female approaches you, you will emit an estrus smell, which should be the smell of male hormones that the teacher mentioned.
"
"That's hormones! Bah, bah, bah, what are you talking about?" Ken blushed when he heard this: "I'm in puberty, and I'm emitting it all the time! It's not because of Little Leah!"
"That's right." Victor thought: "I remember that you still have an old photo album of the financial goddess Kanako in your room. She is a powerful human female, but why would you look at such a photo album?
Use your hands..."
"Shut up!" Ken shouted, his face flushed, his hair almost as red as his face: "You're almost late! Stop talking nonsense!"
So, one person and one wolf caught up with the bus and subway and headed to school.
…
At the same time, Dahuang City and Dahuang Hall of Heroes.
A young man is sitting at the table slowly writing an epic personal biography.
His fingers seemed to be suffering from disease, the flesh and blood were covered with scars, and white bones were faintly visible.
The person described in his biography was a soldier who died in the Great Wilderness's foreign war.
There is not much information from the soldiers, only side memories from some neighbors.
Because this soldier's parents died early, he had no children or a spouse.
On the battlefield, this soldier is not the bravest, most powerful, or most contributing one.
However, in this young man's writing, the soldier's incomplete life was described like a legend.
"...At the last moment, the brave Bai Duoli pierced the enemy's heart with a sharp blade, and blood spurted out. He knew that his life would also be ended by other enemies, but he was not afraid, because Miss Kayi would fight in death.
He met to complete the unfinished wedding..."
The young man writes slowly, and a magnificent life emerges vividly on the paper.
It contains the unfortunate childhood of a young soldier, the beauty of childhood, the sorrow in the world, the death of the object of love, the fear of the battlefield and the brave death.
"Snapped."
The young man capped his pen and slowly exhaled.
This young soldier was finished by him.
"Baidoli, I hope I didn't make any mistakes in your life." The young man said slowly.
The next moment, an almost transparent soul rose up from the paper and looked at the young man with confusion in his eyes:
"Where...where is this?"
"Child, this is the Hall of Heroes." The young man looked gentle and kind: "Now, you can have a good rest here."
"Hall of Valor...Hall of Valor..."
The soul murmured to itself, its eyes confused, but after a moment memories emerged, and its eyes were filled with ecstasy: "Hall of Valor?! I can come to the Hall of Valor after I die?!"
"Is the war at Forest Lodge over? Where are the old gods?"
"How long has it been? Have we triumphed?"
"Is Mr. Lin Ke okay? Are you injured?"
"I am alone and willing to join the undead army and continue to fight for me in the wilderness!"
The soul body looked excited, and it seemed that it knew where it was.
"That will happen in the future." The young man smiled: "I am [Heroic Spirit Guard] Qingcha. You can only return to the battlefield on the day I am dispatched."
"Before that, just enjoy your life in the Kingdom of God in the Hall of Valor."
This person is Qingcha, Lin Ke’s follower!
And the place where he is is one of the wonders of Dahuang City, the Dahuang Hall of Heroes!
This is the home of the undead. All the souls who sacrificed for the wilderness will eventually return here in the form of souls before becoming undead.
Not for imprisonment, not for profit.
Just so that the heroic spirits can at least live the life they want in the Kingdom of God after fighting for the wilderness and sacrificing their lives for the people.
"The Kingdom of God?"
The heroic spirit named Baiduoli was stunned: "Where is it?"
In front of you is a large pillar that looks like a pillar reaching the sky. The surrounding walls are also rising in a cylindrical shape. There are also books, papers or sundries placed on the walls.
The walls surround the middle pillar, which is covered with photos.
"You can enter from here." Qingcha pointed to the pillar in the middle: "In the Kingdom of God, there will be petitioners to guide you."
"I understand." Bai Duoli immediately plunged into the pillar, causing ripples on the pillar as if jumping into water, and then disappeared.
Qingcha nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this.
The more he got to know these heroic spirits, the more he admired them and the more he felt sorry for them.
Baiduoli is only nineteen years old.
Many other soldiers are not very old.
Here, whether they are students with outstanding academic performance, small gangsters who have achieved nothing, middle-aged people who are frustrated in life, or elites with unlimited future, they are all there.
The same goes for Baiduoli. He died in a certain war, and he is just a microcosm of most people.
A life with little regrets perished with the raging war.
It is precisely because of this that the living feel more deeply about the passing of the dead.
The Hall of Heroes is not only the last line of defense in the wilderness, but also a place where many people come to pay their respects.
Here, I have seen a lot of tears and sighs, and I have become accustomed to drinking tea.
At the same time, he who originally needed external help to temporarily possess the strength of a heroic spirit has reached level 20.
"The Kingdom of God..."
Qingcha sighed and shook his head.
At level 15, he relied on the power of faith here to become an elemental mythical creature.
At level 18, he possesses divinity.
At level 20, he lit the divine fire and built a world of faith.
Because he is not a real god, he does not have that many followers. One world of faith is enough.
The Hall of Valor's recall of heroic spirits is also imitated by the Kingdom of God's recall of the souls of believers.
Those who cannot return to the Hall of Valor because their souls are too weak need Qingcha to use skills to recall them, such as Baiduoli just now.
But recently, Qingcha has felt pressure.
Pressure from the front lines.
The world of faith will transform into the Kingdom of God when he becomes a god.
The size of the Kingdom of God is directly related to the number of petitioners.
However, now, the world of faith cannot increase with the increase of petitioners.
The size of the world of faith is fixed, it is just a seed of the Kingdom of God.
"Perhaps I should consider becoming a god..."
Qingcha stood by the table and thought silently.
Becoming a god, like becoming a legend, involves risks.
It would be nice to succeed, but if you fail...
But now, total war...
The look in Qingcha's eyes gradually turned into determination. ()
