Blue and White Society - Chapter 914

[Chapter 903 Funeral]

On a bare island, there are many tombstones.

This is an island within an island, and on its periphery, a larger island base has been artificially filled with soil, which is already full of people.

Lingdao, this is not the first time Mo Poor has seen it.

But this was Mo Poor’s first time attending a funeral here.

In this war, a total of 3,955 members were sacrificed, and most of them were only Alpha and Beta class.

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

To some extent, the Blue and White Society has broken down.

The fresh blood that has been exhausted for nearly two years, if not for this war, at least half of them will become the mainstay of the Blue and White Society in the future after going through a lot of tempering.

But now, Mo Poor is actually the youngest group of members of the Blue and White Society…

Members are not suitable for war, they should use their powerful containment logic to deal with the treacherous containment one by one, instead of being caught in the hail of bullets The so-called war kills.

But there is no way, if this stick is not hit, and they are allowed to continue to lurk, it will be the fate of the dead.

And the routines are not all useful. Fighting against the five major civilizations at the same time, the current result is already a better result of painstaking arrangements.

When Mo Poor rushed to the battlefield of Kaimen, there were only more than a thousand members left to fight.

He tried his best to rescue them, and sent 3,000 dying commune members to be reincarnated, and only then did he preserve a large number of vital forces.

Afterwards, there were 12,500 outsiders and 10,000 U.S. troops, all of whom survived through reincarnation.

But there are still 3,955 members and nearly 20,000 outsiders who are dead.

Mo Qiong can save those who are not dead, but there is nothing that can be done for those who are dead.

Nature is cruel, the soul of the dead will disappear in a very short period of time, Mo Poor tried to find the soul after complete annihilation, the final result is that he found a soul-like person in the low-dimensional virtual world .

He is not a deceased person, he is just a virtual data with the same appearance, his personality memory is completely different, he doesn’t even know what the Blue and White Society is, and has nothing to do with the dead members.

For the sacrifice of members, collective funerals will be held at a fixed time in Lingdao, especially when there are a large number of sacrifices, basically everyone who can come will come.

At this time, Mo Poor and other members of the commune silently listened to the last words of the burials.

“Grass!”

This is the last words of the first tombstone, followed by the second, and the third…

“Hehehe…”

“Tsk, don’t hide.”

“It takes two seconds for them to reload, and the hand cannon is charged It’s five seconds!”

“You’re the only one still in the army?”

“See, this is the ultimate explosion of starving people!”

“Dude, do you have any sugar?”

“They’re building spaceships underground in Washington!”

” Luo Yi, hold on.”

“You think I can’t kill people because I only have a head?”

“It’s impossible for you to participate in the mission for the first time.”

“You’re a dog,

I live in Moscow!”

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

This is the characteristic of Lingdao, only the real dead will have the last words of Lingdao.

On the contrary, having the last words of Lingdao meant that he was completely dead.

There are quite a few who may have been tense in battle and have no last words at all, either meaningless grunts or cursing.

Others, unaware that they were going to die, were just chatting.

What’s more, they are using the last words to convey information.

What’s more, use this to joke with people who will attend the funeral in Lingdao 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 in Lingdao, stand at attention!”

“All those who survive will be punished by me on Lingdao!”

“Is the number of my tombstone 9527…”

“Only this song will be played on Lingdao? Change it! ”

“Ringlingling! It’s time to go to work!”

“Ah! I forgot my last words!”

“I’ve already thought about my last words…it’s…cough cough cough…wear…wear…gulu…cluck… …” All

kinds of last words were inspired by the characteristics of Lingdao along with the burial.

These victims not only joked, but even interacted with each other.

Soon there was a voice from a grave: “Martin, sing a song!”

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

This kind of grave-tomb interaction often occurs, and they are all named by name, asking someone who attended the funeral to do something.

According to unwritten rules, that person must fulfill the last wish of the deceased unconditionally.

Everyone looked left and right, suddenly froze, and then stopped looking.

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

Martin’s last words were: “Mihir, I like you.”

Everyone hurriedly found out who Mihir was, but unexpectedly they saw Mihir’s tomb again.

Mihir’s last words were: “Everyone applauds!”

Suddenly, thunderous applause resounded from the outer circle of Lingdao.

Mo Poor’s originally sad mood was completely dumbfounded at the moment, but he had no choice but to applaud.

He remembered Mihir and Martin, when he turned into a cheetah, it was these two club members who took him back to the Blue and White club, but they also died unexpectedly.

Three thousand nine hundred and fifty-five members, the last words are full of strange things.

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

This custom is said to have started with the president of the third generation. When he died, he left behind a song with an incomplete tone: “I wish you a happy birthday rua~ la la la~” The

third generation has never been in front of others in his life He sang, but it turned out that he was tone deaf. No one knew about it until he chose to expose his singing voice before he died.

He is the president, and almost everyone came, but the tombstone was filled with an extremely ugly, but cheerful singing voice.

The members of the commune were dumbfounded, and after that, the funeral in Lingdao became unscrupulous.

Geng Sao, the fourth-generation president, directly said in his last words on the tombstone: “If you come to see me, please sign my tombstone!”

How could everyone not follow his last words?

Ever since, his tombstone has been filled with tens of thousands of signatures over the years…

Because the space is too small, latecomers have to practice micro-carving skills to carve words on it.

Gradually, this became a unique joke of the Lanbai Society, and it became a custom with allusions and stories.

As long as the Spirit Island still exists, the last words will echo here.

“In this incident, a total of 3,955 members died…”

The grave was erected, the last words were heard, and the funeral was over after the process was completed.

Kaimen blamed himself, and then asked everyone to disband.

After the crowd dispersed, Mo Poor was going to see how the interrogation of the captives of the arcane oligarch was going.

Suddenly, as if he heard something, he suddenly distorted time and space, and blasted a big hole in an aircraft carrier at sea.

“Boom!”

“What are you doing! Luo Yi!”

Everyone looked, and saw a member of the aircraft carrier pointing a pistol at him, but Mo Qiong discovered it in time and destroyed the pistol from the air.

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

One person, one shield, blocked hundreds of millions 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, 12 hydrogen bombs with a TNT equivalent of more than 10 million tons…

These can still be counted, and I don’t know how many Failed to count down.

Although the damage was reflected back, the pain was transformed and implanted into Luo Yi by the Holy Shield in the form of ‘infinite duration’.

Even if it is just a needle prick, this fleeting injury will be infinitely stretched and become a kind of continuous pain.

A single pain is nothing, but what about the pain caused by countless attacks?

It’s also over the limit.

When Kaimen attacked and launched a counterattack, Luo Yi still stood up with his shield and did not move, because someone else carried him away.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t move, but that he was in so much pain that he didn’t want to do anything.

The will of steel allows him to endure so much pain without dying, and allows him not to collapse under any external stimuli…

No one can defeat the will of steel, except himself.

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

The superimposed pain has already exceeded the physiological limit, which is purely based on quantity, and has accumulated into a transboundary type of pain.

He was emaciated by the pain and torment, and his psychology affected his physiology, and his whole body was like dry wood.

The agency originally refused to let him come, but let him take a good rest. The research department is 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, and Mo Qiong found out in time to stop him.

“We have already sacrificed 3,955 people, don’t worry about it,” Mo Poor said.

“It’s three thousand nine hundred and fifty-six… and me.” Luo Yi trembled, his eyes were bloodshot.

“What are you talking about! Luo Yi, I’ll take you back to rest.” Wei Lan rushed up, supported Luo Yi’s body, and brought him to the island.

Luo Yi said: “Even if I am in a coma, I will wake up from the pain…Why should I rest? The price of the Holy Shield, as long as I am still alive, will not end. In fact, I am already dead.”

Everyone knows that he is at this time At this moment, I have been bearing the sequelae of the great power of the World War I just now.

And this price is forever, and the Lanbai Club doesn’t 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 all find a way to get rid of it!”

Luo Yi shook his head and said, “Stop talking, I should have died on the battlefield.”

“Add me to the death list One.”

Wei Lan also grabbed it tightly, crying: “You are not the will of steel! Don’t give up!”

“I’m sorry, I really can’t hold on, once I can’t help giving up the protection of the will of steel , will immediately fall to the ground, and die hysterically in the torment. That’s too ugly, give me a gun.” Luo Yi said.

Yes, if he wanted to die, no one could stop him.

Just give up the will of iron.

But he didn’t do that, but insisted on attending the funeral.

But manpower is finite, and the price is permanent, his will is not.

He is very calm now, and he cherishes this calmness. At this moment, he just wants to kill himself with a gun and die with dignity.

“Sorry, I thought I could keep going, but I overestimated myself.”

“Don’t stop me, Mo Poor.” Luo Yi stared at Mo Poor.

Mo Poor said: “So many people died, you managed to survive from the battlefield, now that we have won, you didn’t give up on the battlefield, are you going to give up now?”

Luo Yi said: “I can’t do it on the battlefield. Die, this is my task. Now the task is over.”

“I found that I don’t have the courage to live at all… Really… I mean it…”

Everyone was silent, not knowing what to do.

Luo Yi suddenly pulled out Wei Lan’s spear and pointed at his head.

However, the trigger was stuck by an air wall.

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

“Persist a little longer, do you believe me? I will find a way to save you, give me some time.” Mo Poor said seriously.

Luo Yi shook his head and said, “Stop making promises at will, Mo Poor.”

“I believe in you, but I can’t wait for a moment. Let me decide for myself while I’m still calm.”

“I brought you to From Mengdao, I didn’t expect you to be the most important harvest of the Lanbai Club in the 21st century. I am very honored, Mo Poong, you can save many people, but please don’t save me. Let my soul dissipate, please ”

Mo Qiong is like being struck by lightning, he can save many people, but he can’t save only those who are desperate.

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, UUReading Book www.sonicmtl.com Wei Lan, I’m really sorry.” Luo Yi Yi Yi broke through Wei Lan’s air wall restraint, and then pulled the trigger.

“Boom!”

“Ah!” Wei Lan screamed in pain.

Mo Poor stared, his eight senses allowed him to clearly see that Luo Yi’s soul had vanished into thin air.

He clenched his fists tightly, and Kaimen sighed: “Very powerless, isn’t it? This is my responsibility.”

Unexpectedly, Mo Poor didn’t discuss the issue of powerlessness with him, but looked at him and said, “I want full command power ”

“…” Kaimen looked at him, unable to speak.

Mo Qiong paused and said: “David, Kaimen, are you willing to hand over the command to me?

”

Mo Poor actually wants to direct the arbitration!

Intimidated by Mo Poor’s aura, David looked at Kaimen.

Kaimen frowned and said, “Calm down…”

“I’m calm, but you, are you considering the threat of the Apocalypse?” Mo Poor said.

“Uh…”

Mo Poor said seriously: “A bigger crisis may appear at any time, I hope you will give me the command.”

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[End of this Chapter]