Chapter 1326 Is It Sealed? (3 More)

In the Talisman world, the army rested in place. This battle was more difficult than they imagined.

Originally, they thought that as long as they broke the exit, they could easily rush into that 'delicious' world and start killing wildly.

For them, this is not a war, but a feast of food!

However, the cruelty of reality hit them hard in the face!

The world, which they regarded as food, fought back so violently, not only stopping their invasion plan, but also sealing the entrance.

They even hurt their king.

The Titan with the golden tent on his head sat quietly on the ground. The Empress of the Talisman Clan has been sent back to the Golden Tent, and outside the Golden Tent, many Black Talisman Commanders knelt silently.

They waited quietly, until a violent cough came from the golden tent, and they raised their heads.

"My king!"

They are concerned.

"I'm not dead yet." In the golden tent, the voice of the Talisman Queen came.

From her voice, it was impossible to judge her injury. That kind of calm, without waves.

"My lord, the entrance is now blocked, we..." a leader of the Black Talisman said hesitantly.

"Seal? Hmph!" The Talisman Queen sneered disdainfully. "A seal, like stopping the pace of my family? It's just a dream."

The leaders of the black talismans kneeling outside the golden tent exchanged glances, not understanding what the talisman queen meant.

"No matter what method you use, you must break the seal as quickly as possible." The Rune Queen ordered.

Difficulty appeared in the eyes of the leaders, but they could not refute the queen's order, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet and go down to find a way.

...

Linchuan, the bottom of Wuwanghai.

The seawater here has been drained and turned into a basin.

Perhaps, after thousands of years, it will be filled with rainwater and form an inland sea again. It is also possible that it no longer accumulates water, but grows vegetation and becomes a forest.

In the vicissitudes of life, nothing is eternal.

The battle here has ended, and all the invading runes have been wiped out.

It's just a pity that the characteristics of the talisman clan made them all turn into nothingness after death, and they didn't even give the gods and demons the chance to whip their corpses to vent their hatred.

However, this is still a battlefield!

The corpses of the Rune Clan disappeared, but the corpses of Linchuan soldiers, gods and demon warriors, still covered the bottom of Wuwanghai.

After a fierce battle, all that remains is sadness.

The living people stood silently amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, unable to speak or want to speak.

Those soldiers from various countries in Linchuan who were thrown out of Wuwanghai also dragged their exhausted bodies slowly... or crawled or walked into the bottom of Wuwanghai after the battle.

The war is over, but their mission is not over.

They also had to take back the bones of their comrades-in-arms.

At dusk, the sky had already returned to calm, and the orange afterglow fell on the land, dyeing the battlefield with a layer of magnificence.

Mu Qingge stood among the corpses, holding the Linglong Spear in her hand, and the wind that blew past made her battle robe rattle. In her ears, there were bursts of suppressed, suppressed crying.

She didn't look at it, but she knew that it was the sorrow of a living person who found the corpses of his fellow countrymen, comrades, and even brothers and relatives.

Her back is still tall and straight, the sky will not collapse, and the earthquake will not bend.

However, in this scene, there is a bit more bleakness and loneliness.

Si Mo stood beside her, didn't bother her, just accompanied her quietly. He could feel Mu Qingge's complicated emotions at this moment, but he didn't know why she was acting like this all of a sudden.

Is it because of these soldiers who died in battle?

The soldiers in Linchuan were concentrating on the corpses of their comrades-in-arms, and so were the people from the Gods and Demons Continent.

It seemed that this was the only thing they could and wanted to do at this moment.

After a long time, Mu Qingge's gaze slowly dropped, and landed on a covered corpse in front of her.

There was nothing special about the body, it was just a terrible death. What made Mu Qingge's eyes stay on him was only because a thumb-sized sign was exposed on his broken armor.

Mu Qingge is very familiar with this brand.

She bent down, pulled the sign out from the corpse, and held it in her palm. On the front of the sign is engraved the word Mu, and on the back is his name and place of origin.

This is the military badge of the Mu Family Army, and its only function is to distinguish the identity of the enemy and the enemy when clearing the battlefield, to help the martyrs collect their bones, and send them home.

Behind him, footsteps came and stopped beside Mu Qingge.

"How many people died in the Mu family army?" She knew his identity without going to see him. It's her grandfather, Mu Xiong, the old commander of the Mu family army.

Mu Xiong's armor was covered with scars, mixed with blood and dirt, his helmet was nowhere to be found, and large pieces of his shoulder armor were broken.

In such a panic, he was holding dozens of ropes tightly in his hands, and at the end of each rope was hung a sign that was the same as Mu Qingsinger's Zhongjun badge.

These signs are all covered with bloodstains, these bloodstains have dried up and cannot be wiped off.

Hearing Mu Qingge's words, Mu Xiong said: "Your father and younger brother are still counting. The 10,000 Mu's troops stationed in Luodu have all gone to the battle. Now there are 3,762 corpses that have been restrained." His eyes fell on Mu Qingge's hands, tears flickered in his eyes, and he said firmly: "Including the one in your hand, it should be three thousand seven hundred and sixty-three."

Mu Qingge's heart ached, and her eyes turned red. She gritted her teeth and pressed her lips tightly, and the veins on her forehead were bulging.

She didn't know if she had seen all the ten thousand Mu family soldiers who went to the battle. However, when Mu Xiong said the data of 3763, what emerged in her mind was the time when she chose the guards from the Mu family army, fought against the Mu family army, and played games with them. screen.

Those innocent and persistent faces and simple smiles just disappeared in the war.

"Grandpa, I hate war." Mu Qingge choked up.

When she said this, tears had already filled her eyes, but she held back them and did not fall.

She is not afraid of war, but hates war!

Mu Xiong smiled silently, but his smile was very sad. "Those who have never been on the battlefield will never know the cruelty of the battlefield. How many bones are piled up behind the great military achievements? Geer, although our Mu family army was born to fight, no one is good at fighting. Today's battle, you don't want to fight!" Don’t think too much, don’t feel guilty, this is our own choice, everyone is willing. They are all my good sons of the Mu family army, and my Linchuan heroes.”

hero!

Mu Qingge raised her head and looked at the rosy sky, the tears in her eyes were swallowed into her heart.

"Mushen Emperor, excuse me. I want to ask, is this entrance completely sealed?"