Oring Hunter

Especially today, several times, thinking of those painful memories, his pupils began to dilate, his heartbeat began to speed up, and his teeth began to clench.

Of course, Yechen didn't let anyone realize this.

Reaching out his hand to take out the classic heavenly eggplant from his pocket, he skillfully cut his hat and lit the fire, and then looked at the vast shining starry sky above his head, sitting alone by the pool, puffing clouds...

Looking back on the past, every time Yechen smoked, it was to reduce the mental pressure caused by the abyss in the body through hallucinations.

However, the irony is that even though the Evil God avatar has been completely destroyed now, Yechen still cannot do without such decompression tools in the end.

Living up to now, he found that the more he experienced, the more sentimental he became.

"call……"

Breathing out a deep mouthful of thick smoke, Yechen rubbed his brows with a gloomy expression, and decided to shift his attention to more practical issues.

He was the first to raise the index finger of his left hand with a cigar in his mouth.

Whoa!

Accompanied by a clear voice, a cloud of bright red blood appeared on Yechen's fingertips.

That is the light that symbolizes the power of the blood craftsman.

Ye Chen stared at the bloody light on his right hand, remained silent for a long time, and then raised his right index finger.

Immediately afterwards, another clear voice sounded.

Whoa!

Just like that, Yechen's right fingertips also showed a ray of light out of thin air.

but……

Compared with the first bright red blood light, the second light is darker and deeper than the night sky above.

And this is another power that Yechen possesses now...

The pure power of the abyss.

Although the Evil God avatar has completely perished, its disappearance cannot change the fact that Yechen occupies the "predecessor" of Harvey Jordan.

Therefore, after entering the sixth level of nightmare, Yechen can already truly feel the infinite possibilities contained in his own body.

As for the power of the abyss in front of him, it is the most intuitive manifestation of these possibilities.

"call……"

Yechen stared at the different forces born from his hands, took a deep breath, and then carefully combined the two into one in front of him.

Just like that, blood red and pitch black blended together, and finally merged into a crimson ball of light before his eyes.

And this crimson light that converges hot and cold at one point in a strange form not only represents Yechen's new power, but also represents the new path that Yechen must walk in the future.

Now, no matter how much he hated the existence of the abyss in the past, now he must accept these "talents" that he carries.

If you want to move on as a hunter...

Then, Yechen must force himself to adapt to this strange force as soon as possible.

Back then, hunting the abyss was the meaning of his existence.

only……

To this day...

For this ideal of life that has been upheld for many years, Yechen's concept has already undergone a certain "change".

Some kind of change that can never be mentioned to outsiders.

……

a few days later.

The memorial ceremony of the Olympian Hunting Group came as scheduled.

On this day, the entire city of Hunter Town suspended the operation of all entertainment venues to show respect for those who sacrificed their lives to protect the Holy Light and Pure Land.

On the outskirts of the town, a newly built Hunter Monument Park dedicated to commemorating the martyrs was officially opened to all citizens today.

A huge monument carved out of pure black gemstones stands in the center of the park, densely packed writing is carved on its smooth surface like articles.

And these are the list of hunting group members who died honorably in this war.

So, for a while, there was an endless stream of people who came to present flowers.

Men, women, old people, children...

But any hunter town resident who understands how crucial the hunters’ sacrifices are to human civilization is, will buy a few bouquets of pure land flowers for memorial service on this special day, and bring the whole family with them Come together to this peaceful park and offer each other simple and pure respect and gratitude for this magnificent monument.

In this way, the Hunter Monument Park was only open for a few hours, and the surrounding area of ​​the Hunter Monument became a sea of ​​pure land flowers...

At the same time, there is also another Hunter Monument with similar specifications on the Hunter Peak surrounded by Hunter Town.

This hunter monument is erected in the very center of the hunter cemetery.

in the afternoon.

The supreme leader of the Church of the Holy Light, the No.1 under the Holy Spirit, Pope Yosserve, on this special day, specially visited the Hunter Peak in person through the "Gate of the Holy Light" to replace the head of the group, Kuize, who was unable to go out. Hunters held a post-war memorial service.

The post-war memorial ceremony was not only for the entire Olympic Spirit Hunting Group, but also broadcast live to all parts of the Holy Light Pure Land through the media department of the Hunting Group.

The venue for the memorial ceremony was chosen as the hunter's cemetery in the middle level of the Hunter's Peak.

Due to the limited area of ​​the cemetery, the situation is the same as the previous post-war summary meeting. Only the master hunter group, the high-level hunting group, and some church entourages who accompanied the Pope... and three people who voluntarily came to the scene Extreme Hunting - Fanu, He Sheng, Niesuo.

In addition, the rest of the hunting group members are watching in real time through media equipment in other areas located on the top of the hunters.

Yechen, Oke, Wemon, Shia, Firona, and Errigat wore black mourning uniforms of a uniform style, and stood in an orderly row with colleagues from other teams, surrounding the forest in all directions in the center of the hunter's cemetery.

The old-fashioned Yossaiwei, wearing a gold-rimmed white robe, a gold-rimmed church cap, and holding a pure white scepter, walked slowly to the hunter's monument in the center of the cemetery under the solemn eyes of everyone. Down.

I saw him standing in front of the monument, looking up at the list of the deceased on the surface of the monument, silent for a long time, finally turned to face the people present, and spoke in an old but magnetic voice:

"Hello, dear members of the hunting group, I am very glad that we can gather here today. I am the spokesperson of the Holy Spirit——Yosewei."

Yossaiwei's tone sounded very gentle, but with the natural protection of the power of the Holy Light, it seemed as clear as if it could be directly transmitted to the hearts of every audience present.

"I am in charge of presiding over today's ceremony. It is a pity that your team leader is unable to attend due to his unhealed injury."

Yue Sewei spoke calmly while leaning on his scepter.

"Actually, before this, I have participated in two memorial ceremonies."

"Not only are the memorial services held in our church for those martyr knights, but also the memorial service held by the army of order for those sacrificed soldiers."

"And today's memorial service for you is the third time I have attended."

"However, in my opinion, there is really no difference between the three memorial services."

"Because, whether it's a knight, a soldier, or a hunter..."

"You are all brave and fearless escorts of human civilization, loyal citizens who dare to go through fire and water for the Holy Light and their homeland, and are worthy of respect from each of us from the bottom of our hearts."

"For me it's like this..."

"The same is true for Lord Holy Spirit."

1275 Silence

"Then, on behalf of the Church of the Holy Light, at this moment, at this moment, here, I will officially perform prayers for the deceased hunters."

After delivering a succinct and sincere condolence speech to the public, Yossevi turned again to face the towering and majestic Hunter Monument, closed his eyes and began to pray in a low voice.

"Dear Holy Spirit!"

"Please remember the passionate blood of these dead who scatter on the battlefield, and let these blood become the flame for us to move forward!"

"Please embrace the heroic and fearless souls of the deceased, and nourish their bodies with endless warmth and compassion!"

"Please take the scarred hands of the deceased and lead them to that isolated sanctuary, so that they can enjoy eternal warmth and peace!"

"In the name of Pope Joséve, instead of Saint Angrinoende, I hereby proclaim your will, here eulogize your footprints, and hereby bless your destination!"

At this point, Yue Sewei raised his slender arms, stretched out his thin fingers, and drew a pentagram trajectory in front of him, and then sent a last prayer to all the dead on the monument.

"May all of your souls rest in peace."

"May you use the holy light that blooms from your own flesh and blood..."

"With us, with human beings, and with the Pure Land, it will last forever!"

After the words fell, Yosaiwei turned his back to everyone, and solemnly ordered in an old and gentle voice:

"Next, please join me in observing 3 minutes of silence."

Having said that, Yosaiwei set an example and took the lead in lowering his noble head towards the Hunter's Monument.

Then, all those present at the mourning ceremony followed suit without hesitation, bowing their heads in silence.

In addition, the general public who watched the live broadcast of the ceremony also put their hands together in front of their chests and closed their eyes in silence.

So, all of a sudden, Hunter's Summit, Hunter's Town, and even cities in the Holy Light Pure Land fell into a vast ocean of silence...

"..."

"..."

"..."

Yechen and his teammates stood at the corner of the black crowd, bowed their heads, closed their eyes, remained silent, silent...

Young and serious faces, mixed with various emotions...

Respect, pity, sorrow, regret...

Especially Yechen.

Thinking that when the flames of war spread to the mainland, those juniors who had just left the Hunter Academy and officially became Olympian hunters not long ago, who were several years younger than themselves, had to rush ducks to the shelves when the battle situation was critical, and unfortunately Died on the cruel battlefield, the hunter's career is coming to an end without even having a decent start, and the young man will feel a dull pain in his heart...

Coupled with the various scenes of hell that kept coming back in his mind, Yechen quickly began to involuntarily clenched his palms tightly, allowing the unknown fire to ignite and spread in the depths of his heart again... …

Sure enough, it was like what Yechen had promised himself a long time ago.

Such a result, such a price, such a tragedy...

He can never be numb, never adapt, never be reconciled.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Finally, the 3 minutes of silence came to an end.

"Okay, the silence is over, please raise your heads."

Yue Sewei turned to face the people present, and spoke in a gentle and solemn tone.

"I am deeply saddened by the end of these lives."

"However……"

"Just like what I told you before the war, in order to continue the fire of civilization, these are always unavoidable costs."

"And... the abyss will not be cleared for a day, like today's names engraved on the monument, there will only be more and more in the future."

"It is for this reason that in order to thank those who died for their sacrifices, we must not only honor them today, but also face each day with gratitude and do our best to carry forward their legacy."

"Forgive me, instead of the Holy Spirit, to paraphrase what he said."

"Life...is always fragile."

"However, it is precisely because these fragile things have gathered together for hundreds of millions of years that infinite beauty will continue to be bred from them."

"This is how a fetus is born."

"This is how wisdom is born."

"That's how faith is born."

"This is how civilization is born."

"All the truth, goodness and beauty in the world are born in this way."