Chapter 1853 Keton’s Funeral


Chapter 1853 Keton’s Funeral

In another direction outside the Kingdom of Water, the Dark Monument Master Al Thani was walking on the path of Xiaoye. A few hundred meters behind him, another The Archmage followed. The Anbei Master tilted his head, but did not look back. He whispered in a hoarse voice: "You really don't leave any room, Singh."

Singh Ruqika stopped and stayed at the Anbei Master. at a distance of 70 meters.

The Dark Monument Master spoke slowly, like a bellows: "I almost died at your hands, I didn't go looking for you, but you actually came to me."

Lu Qika said in a cold voice with no expression on her face: "I didn't expect you to be alive."

"I didn't expect that I could come back alive." The Dark Stele Master laughed twice, as if he was coughing.

Lu Qika said: "Are you here to seek revenge from me?"

The Dark Monument Master held his forehead and laughed strangely: "You are the one who said such stupid things. You’re looking for me!”

Lu Qika said with a ferocious smile: “Yes, because you are a giant. A huge threat. In order to protect myself from being plotted, I have no choice but to send you to death again!" The transition between stillness and movement was extremely fast. Lu Qika, who had been standing still just now, jumped into the air in the blink of an eye. One, two, three... more than a dozen blue magic balls appeared out of thin air, and they continued to hit each other.

The Dark Stele Master also said: "The way you protect yourself is to kill people. You are the only person I have ever met who can say shameless things so calmly!" The Dark Stele Master offered his sacrifice. The dark purple magic power surged and took shape in the magic light array. Two 4- to 5-meter-tall magic creatures stood behind the Dark Monument Master, blocking the continuous and powerful magic balls.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

"Oh, goodbye Lu Qika." In a cloud of smoke and dust, two damaged magical creatures rushed toward Lu Qika, and Lu Qika used magic with both hands. At the same time, two huge magic hands grasped the magical creatures that were coming towards them, and pinched them in the air with one hand. Looking under the dissipating smoke and dust, a rapidly shrinking space-time wormhole on the ground finally disappeared without a trace.

“Huh, you ran away so fast.” Lu Qika was a little unhappy, but she had no choice but to leave.

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The gloomy sky is gloomy in everyone's heart, and the gray air blows in the face in the cold northwest wind. It's daytime now, still noon, but the sunlight outside can't penetrate the smoke and dust that fills the atmosphere. The temperature has dropped to 4 or 5 degrees, which is even lower at night, so low that the water in the river freezes.

This is the territory of Midgard. The trees on the ground that have not been damaged are wilted like eggplants beaten by frost, and their leaves are soft and raked, losing their former freshness. The ground was covered with frost, and it was difficult to see any life. It was more of cracks on the surface after the earthquake.

In the past history of Midgard, there is no recorded history of natural earthquakes. When a huge meteorite fell in the northern desert, it triggered several major earthquakes, and at the same time, it also affected the northern part of the country. The sand and dust were brought here, allowing the people here to taste the terrible taste of natural disasters. Many towns on the surface have been in ruins. People are dying and fleeing. There are not many people who survive and stay on this land.

In an deserted empty town, Kya Freed and his Royal Quan Army set up camp here. After the natural disaster, both sides suffered serious losses, and the Royal Quan Army suffered even greater casualties. Some, now that the aftermath of the earthquake is still lingering and frost is rising, the armies of both sides will probably not have any new battles in a short time.

There is a simple repair shop outside the town. The Royal Quan Army took control of the place and repaired the magic rock thousand bursts and other siege equipment day and night. The artillery unit suffered heavy losses in the previous battle, and less than a quarter of the ordnance available after the war was repaired. I wonder if it can be repaired back to half of its original size.

Due to earthquakes and shock waves, many houses in the town were damaged to varying degrees. Many soldiers could only pitch tents in the ruins. Three or five tents were pitched together, forming a pile in the middle. At the bonfire, everyone sat together and hugged each other to keep warm. The weather has been getting colder and colder in the past few days. Because they were not prepared, many people caught a bad cold, and coughs kept coming from the camp. There is not much medicine brought with the army, and the army has sent people to search nearby abandoned towns and villages.

The logistics supply channel along the northern desert was interrupted due to meteorites, and the people sent out have not yet found the supply team sent from the west coast. The good news is that there is still enough food for the time being. It is also due to natural disasters that a large number of animals and monsters died of fright. Fried, who was well aware of the importance of logistics, immediately dispatched several groups of troops to collect the recently dead beasts, marinate the meat, and store it for a long time.

The team that went out to hunt did not need to search too carefully. There were tens of thousands of hares picked up on the ground alone, and the number of other edible beasts was also large. But what worries the officers is that they have not prepared winter clothing. I originally thought that the weather would get hotter and hotter, and I had to lighten a lot of clothing during logistics. But now there is a sudden cold wave, it is cold and cloudy, and the number of people injured and injured is increasing. Although simple knitted clothing made of animal skins could be used to keep warm during normal times, it was not suitable for marching and fighting, and the quantity was limited. What is even more worrying is that a major disaster will be followed by a major epidemic. The military is strictly on guard against the spread of the plague. Anyone who is sick or injured will be isolated, and the bodies of the victims will be cremated immediately. Fried's military management is strict, and the royal officers from Creation Island are also very disciplined. These affairs are strictly carried out, and there has been no large-scale influenza outbreak yet.

In the room, Fried is dealing with military affairs. He has ordered people to recall the news here to Creation Island. At the same time, he has divided the troops into five groups, three of which have gone to update When looking for towns in distant places to settle in, it is important to find cities where a large number of people still live, and to find quilt factories and textile factories that can still produce winter clothes. He knew that at this point, the enemy's situation was definitely better than his own.

After finishing the trivial matters, Fried was about to go out to see the situation of the soldiers in the town. When he opened the door, he happened to meet the guard captain Faradin who was about to knock on the door and come in. "Generalissimo, Keton's funeral is ready. Would you like to go there?"

Fried patted his forehead, which had been dull for a long time and had a headache: "Oh, yes, go now."

There is a cemetery in the south of the small town. Recently, many people who died of injuries and illnesses have been buried here. The ashes of the dead officer. However, Keton did not plan to be buried here, but chose to build a separate tombstone for him on a nearby hill. After all, he was the first relatively important mid-level and high-level officer to die since the King Quan's Eastern Expedition, and he died so violently. Colleagues hope to give him a better destination, separate from the unknown people in the cemetery.

The funeral was not grand, but there were many people present. Generalissimo Freed, Little Demon Wizard Donovan, Assassin Ben, Mad Warrior Kate, and Keton’s subordinates survived. More than a dozen middle- and low-level officers came. In addition, Calasias, who was his direct superior, also came to the funeral, and the three newly joined Sha Jiao also came to express their condolences.

The coffin was buried in a three-meter-deep pit, which contained Keton's broken Flame Soul Ghost Armor and other military equipment during his lifetime, as well as his urn. Originally, more people hoped not to cremate Keton and bury him, especially his old relatives, but Kate convinced everyone.

Now, standing in front of Keton’s tomb, Kate lit a cigarette and placed it in front of the tomb. She then put down a box of cigarettes in a tin box. She looked at the tombstone and said slowly: “Keton, you and I are here. We haven't been fighting together for a long time, but we have been dealing with each other for a long time. We were enemies before, but now you are like this. I know that you have been dancing with fire in your life. Even before you die, you will be as dazzling as the flames, so in the end I propose that you go back to heaven in the flames. I think you will not blame me for doing this. This box of cigarettes is the best in my collection. , I usually can’t bear to smoke it, but now I’ll give you the rest. Don’t smoke out such a good thing one after another.”

His words were so simple that tears welled up in everyone's eyes.

At this time, the predator Rose also came with a cane.

"Why are you here Rose? Why don't you recuperate in the hospital." Kate said with a hint of concern.

Rose replied: "You can come, why can't I come?"

Calasias joked: "He has rough skin and thick flesh, and he is used to being injured."


Rose sighed: "After all, we were trained together at the War College, and we were officers who came out of the same batch. Keton suddenly died like this. I..., I thought the one who would die first would be As for me..."

Except for the Black Knight Volo, who is on a mission, all the officers from the first period are here. Kate hugged her gently and patted her back to express comfort: "Every one of us almost died on the battlefield in this battle. Now that we are lucky enough to survive, we should work harder to live. Oh, I'm sorry, I I don’t know if it’s inappropriate to say this now, or if I should say something more inspiring.” He looked at everyone apologetically.

Fried said in harmony: "No, you said it very well. When we participate in the war, we should not be afraid of sacrifice, but living is very important. I hope that when the war ends, You can all live.”

Kate didn’t know how he survived until now. He still remembered that in the last battle, before he fell into coma, he met a powerful woman who killed all the guards around him. . But when he woke up from a coma, he was already lying on a bed in a makeshift military hospital. He thought that some comrade-in-arms and comrade had saved him, but he has never found that person until now.

Everyone presented flowers and said condolences. Calasias had been holding a long box in his hand. At this time, he took it out and opened the lid. There were two brand-new swords neatly placed inside.

"This is...?"

Calasias said: "Kedun's two sharp swords were broken before. He asked me to apply for two weapons suitable for him from the rear. The half of them from the two days ago The logistics supply team coming from the desert brought this, but...he never had a chance to use it." He dropped the box and took out the sword, and the two swords were pulled out of their scabbards at the same time. The blade of the sword is as smooth as a mirror and shines brightly. Even if you simply hold it in your hand, you can hear the wind hissing on the blade. It is a rare treasure.

“The name of the sword is Bathing in Fire, what a pair of good swords.” Donovan sighed with appreciation, and everyone also lamented.

Calasias did not put the sword back into its sheath. Instead, he inserted the sword heavily into the stone bricks next to the tombstone and leaned the sheath against the tombstone. A sword that cannot be sheathed is like the flame swordsman Keton who can never return to the army!

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(End of this chapter)

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