I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

The roar of artillery fire is like the background music of this war, pushing the battle of revenge to a climax.

Twisted limbs flew, smashing the warriors into pieces, but they would get up again, raise their weapons, and aim at the disaster.

If you don't have a cannon, use a gun. If you don't have a gun, use a knife. If you don't have a knife, use your fist!

Even if all the limbs are gone, as long as there is breath left, I will bite off two pieces of flesh for Him with my teeth!

Until the body is completely annihilated.

And in this battle, the one who rushed to the front was naturally the hero who had cracks all over his body.

One hammer! Another hammer!

Smash this abominable body to pieces! Completely expel this evil being.

In the roar of the world, he finally pushed the opponent back to the edge of the world.

One step further is an abyss.

No longer of this world.

And he could hardly hold the giant hammer in his hand.

The hand of the pocket watch has turned to 3 minutes and is about to cross.

If he goes any further, his body will degenerate into a minor state.

Even if the miracle still exists, the body is still unformed.

I'm afraid that when the pointer turns to 1, I will be completely unable to pick up this weapon that has been with me for 70 years.

However, that doesn't matter anymore.

Because, I have already won!

Ousreilly raised his head, looked at the Lord of the End who was only a hundred meters away, and smiled disdainfully.

"dross."

Then, he raised the giant hammer and flew high into the sky.

"Go away, and remember this lesson forever."

"If you stretch your hand too far, it will be chopped off!"

Gather all your miracles into it, wrap all the prayers of the deceased together, turn them into meteors that shake the world, and give this uninvited guest the final blow!

"boom!!!!!!"

In the heat and impact of the mushroom cloud, the existence that had been sucking the bones out of this world for decades was finally completely expelled.

Ousreilly watched coldly as his battered body fell into the void and completely disappeared into the darkness. Then, he felt that the other party had truly left this world.

Then, he let out a long sigh.

it is finally over……

Then, accompanied by the sound of his body breaking, he fell from the sky.

Just like [Icarus].

"Bailunbu, Puxi, how are you? Did you see it?"

"I'm pretty awesome..."

"I didn't disappoint you..."

"I... saved the world..."

Under the new sunshine, he seemed to see his old friend waving to him.

Then because of the howling wind, I briefly left the dream and returned to reality.

He looked at the military fortress he was holding on to, at the bright miraculous light transmitted from the original world, and at the newly born, warm sun.

"It's so beautiful—"

Then, he closed his eyes.

Turn into starlight.

He smiled, waving to his old friends in the intertwined light and shadow, ran over, and grabbed their necks just like they did in the past.

"You guys left too early. It's so boring."

………………

She came from [Hero's] hometown, held the starlight in her hands, and put it away as a treasure.

Then, entrust the only remaining objects in the starlight to the souls of the deceased.

"I leave this to you."

"Yes!"

The illusory soldiers solemnly held him in both hands, and walked step by step towards the fortress amidst the sound of the horn.

This will be their last tour.

They are the dead, and the dead cannot disturb the world of the living.

But they must send that [Hero] back to his hometown.

Thus, the Corps of the Dead arrived at the fortress at dawn and entrusted the last relics to the living.

"The future is up to you, soldiers."

they said.

"Leave the future to us, soldier."

they responded.

So, they were satisfied and left with a smile.

The survivors silently saluted, and then solemnly put the [Hero's] relics into the box.

That's a dog tag.

That was his final proof——

Then, it is handed over to the soldiers and passed on one by one until it returns to the world.

When it was passed to Fu'er, he was stunned for a moment, then took it silently, and then handed it out.

In other words, everyone is like this.

He took it silently and handed it out.

Finally, he watched Gaspar leave with the box.

"It's so heavy..."

"Yeah...it's really heavy..."

This is the weight of sacrifice.

Fu'er looked at his hands and realized this for the first time.

........................

A day later, the funeral was held.

There were many people and the ceremony was simple. In the end, according to the general's last wish, he was buried in this new world.

Although, it is just a tomb.

The general's relatives also came here. They were two middle-aged men who looked a little old, and they brought a little girl with them.

After the funeral, they found Ful through Hemingway.

"Hello, are you Mr. Ful?"

"Well, I am. Are you two relatives of the General?"

"Yes, my name is Joseph de Wallep, his name is Joel de Wallep, and we are his two sons."

One of them, wearing glasses, spoke first.

"We heard... the last person he met was you, so I wanted to ask you something."

"Although I was indeed the last person to meet the General, to be honest, I just came here not long ago, and I haven't spent much time with the General. If this can also solve your questions, then please ask. ."

"It's okay, we two brothers just wanted to ask... was he... satisfied in the end and left without regrets?"

Joseph asked hesitantly.

"Why do you ask?"

Fu'er asked curiously.

"It is said that your relationship with the General is not very harmonious."

"Yes, we admit that."

Jold nodded.

"When we were young, we often didn't see our father for several years, so we felt that our father had abandoned us. Then he indeed separated from our mother and us. At that time, we all hated him, although my mother repeatedly Tell us that he is our father.”

"Later, we all grew up, had careers, and families. We also understood why my father was working hard. He also often came back to see us secretly, but we didn't know it."

"Only then did we understand what our father...had sacrificed..."

"Although we wanted to make amends, he completely ignored our invitation at my mother's funeral eight years ago. We have stopped contacting him since then."

"Then...it wasn't until now, his funeral, that we learned everything..."

The two sighed and then asked sincerely.

"So, we want to know what kind of mentality he had when he left in the end. But we also know the sensitivity of the father's identity. If this matter involves confidentiality, then just pretend that we have never been here and have never asked this. It’s a question…”

Fu'er was silent for a while, looked at the two men who had begun to grow older, and then looked at the little girl huddled behind Joseph. He smiled, squatted down, and performed a little magic.

A candy emerged from his hand and was handed to the little girl.

The little girl hesitated for a moment, then took the candy.

Seeing Fu'er's movements, the two nodded to each other. They had already expected it, so they were about to turn around and leave.

Then Fu Er called out to them.

"It's nothing secret, gentlemen."

Fu Er stood up and said.

"General, your father left with satisfaction, but he also left with regrets."

"Being satisfied with the last glory of his life, but also regretting the mistakes he has made in his life."

"Don't let yourself regret it. This is the last lesson he taught me by mocking himself as a [negative teaching material]."

"yes…………"

Joseph and Jold were silent, seeming to recall the few memories they had with their father.

So fragmented.

"Dad, grandpa, what kind of person is he...?"

The little girl shook Joseph's sleeve and asked.

"Grandpa..."

To be honest, he couldn't remember exactly what kind of person his father was. They spent too little time together, and what remained in their impressions were only some bad memories of his father's impatience.

Although their father never hit them, the momentum of a soldier when he got angry still left a profound shadow on their childhood.

"Your grandpa is a hero——"

Fu'er smiled, handed the little girl another candy, and said.

"Hero? The one who saved many, many people?"

"Yes, the kind that saved many, many people."

Squatting down, Fu Er smiled and touched the little girl's head, Fu Er said.

"Your grandfather is a true [hero]."

Sacrifice everything, hero.