Who left their last words here?

Chapter 33 This is what I care about, this is also what I care about.
Turn around.

Bai Zhou picked up a short, grayish-black stick from the dust piled up on the ground.

Brushing off the dust, Bai Zhou examined the short, black stick that resembled a fire poker, finding it rather plain and unadorned.

It is about half an arm's length long, and its material is unknown. It looks like some kind of metal, or perhaps some kind of mysterious wood.

At the tip of the short stick, there is a sharp, seemingly broken edge, resembling a simple, primitive wooden spear.

This is the only item left behind by "Leia".

The swollen giant used this to beat the earth rat for half a day, smashing the earth until it cracked, which shows how extraordinary it was.

—At least, it's tough enough.

It feels smooth to the touch, but it's much heavier than I imagined. Even now, Bai Zhou struggles to lift it; it probably weighs close to 100 pounds.

"This density..."

Bai Zhou was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Rather than a short stick, Bai Zhou felt like he was holding a giant hammer.

If this thing hit someone on the head, it would probably split a watermelon in two on the spot.

At that moment, Bai Zhou inexplicably sensed the short stick's pull and yearning for spirituality.

"what happened?"

After a moment's thought, Bai Zhou tried to infuse his spirituality into the other person.

"Om-"

A strong suction force suddenly came from the short rod, and Bai Zhou's whole body trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted, with most of his spiritual energy being poured into it.

It's like a bottomless black hole, with the "starving" short sticks thirstily absorbing spirituality without end.

Upon seeing this, Bai Zhou immediately cut off the flow of spiritual energy.

The next moment,

The short rod became scalding hot, as if it had come alive, and trembled violently in Bai Zhou's palm.

Illusory light and shadow slowly materialized at the broken end of the short rod, continuing and extending wildly towards the sky.

"This is……"

"Thorn-"

Accompanied by a crisp sound of tearing fabric,

A white-gold battle flag, its light and shadow extending behind the short stick, stretched out and soared into the sky!

"Wow..."

Plant the flag on the ground.

The tattered battle flag fluttered in the wind, as if it had just returned from a bloody battle that had shaken the heavens and earth, carrying with it an intense and overwhelming sense of desolation and sorrow.

The deafening sounds of thousands of troops clashing filled his ears, as if countless war spirits were passing before him, rushing to the battlefield, and Bai Zhou, in a daze, became one of them.

"Shine!"

Leia's voice seemed to come from the midst of a vast army, from the distant river of history.

"The light is here!"

"Hope lies here—!"

The battle flag poured its light onto Bai Zhou, and he felt his power rising endlessly, his blood boiling, and his fighting spirit soaring wildly.

Neither pain nor injury could disturb Bai Zhou at this moment, as if something was protecting and blessing him.

—It was as if that little girl named "Leia" was silently standing behind Bai Zhou!
Watch him!
In the next instant, a pillar of light shot into the sky, and the river of light of judgment surged and flowed in all directions.

Unfortunately, in this desolate wasteland, the great river of light, unable to find a target for judgment, can only roam freely.

"That battle flag!"

The banner of light that Lydia once waved... it turns out it was always in her hands.

Even though her consciousness was engulfed by darkness, and even though only half a flagpole remained, she never lowered the flag.

Unfortunately, the white boat lacked sufficient spirituality, making the battle flag appear very illusory.

The beam of light couldn't even last for half a second before it vanished in a flash.

The rising power came to an abrupt halt, the soaring fighting spirit vanished into thin air, and everything that had been so powerful just moments before seemed like an illusion.

Only the emptied-out white boat remained, weakly crouching on the ground.

He was breathing heavily, his face extremely pale.

But as he looked at the blackened short stick in his hand, now back to its "fire poker" state, his eyes flickered.

This broken flagpole...

He had witnessed the entire flag and knew how Leia ascended to godhood because of it.

It was once the entire faith of an extraordinary army, and it also served as the judgment of thousands of soldiers and the ravages of corpses in Leia's hands.

You can tell just by looking at them...

Perhaps, that former glory and power will one day reappear!
"Oh, right, and that rocking horse..."

Bai Zhou propped himself up with his short stick and looked up at the broken walls and ruins not far away.

The small gift that Leia gave to the children in her hometown gradually developed a spiritual quality under the influence of the resentment from the battlefield, and became a mysterious item.

No wonder there were no "last words" on it.

But now, with the "light" runes imprinted on the Sea of ​​Ignorance, White Boat easily acquired the pony.

Faced with the white boat that now possessed "light," the little wooden horse stopped singing the Trojan lullaby and became unusually obedient and docile.

However, as a consequence, Shiraishu, who was unable to experience its terrifying effects, could not know the true extent of its lethality and danger to humans...

But it's okay.

Take it back; there will always be a lucky one who gets to eat it.

……

With the wooden horse tucked into his arms, Bai Zhou unknowingly walked back to that familiar mass grave.

The vibrant red flowers still sway here.

Let me rest in peace!

Let me rest in peace!

Let me rest in peace!

These petals have been swaying like this for who knows how many years, unable to find peace.

Without the arrival of the white boat, they would undoubtedly have continued to sway.

Last time, Bai Zhou encountered the white giant crawling out from the pile of ancient corpses while observing these last words.

Now, the ancient corpses in the burial pit have been wreaked havoc by the white giant, and are scattered haphazardly all over the ground.

—There was also a skeleton that had been thrown far away and scattered all over the ground.

"..."

Bai Zhou blinked, looking thoughtfully at these "unrestless" corpses.

Actually, when we were burying Leia just now...

By sheer chance, Bai Zhou suddenly began to grasp some of the meaning behind these last words.

...Soon, a new mound of earth was built.

An ancient corpse was buried inside the white boat.

Since their last words were "Let me rest in peace," then Bai Zhou will let them be laid to rest.

Bai Zhou didn't know what was going on with Blue Star, but in Wancheng, a proper burial was of utmost importance.

Even offenders who are burned to ashes are later taken back by their families or neighbors for burial.

Their custom holds that the living should have a home, and the dead should also have a home.

Only by being buried can the departed find eternal peace—and continue to exist on this earth, alongside the living.

Perhaps the same is true in this place.

At least Bai Zhou had seen more than one burial mound in this desolate wasteland.

however……

On the quiet grave mound, the last words, "Let me rest in peace," still float there.

At first glance, it looks like a floating epitaph.

His last wish does not seem to have been fulfilled.

"..."

Bai Zhou pondered for a long time before finally suppressing his urge to dig the ancient corpse out of the ground again.

He then looked at the other mummies and skeletons.

Since the last words of everyone's corpses were exactly the same...

Perhaps, only after all the remains of everyone have been buried can they find peace?

Bai Zhou decided to give it a try.

But just as they moved to the second ancient corpse, Bai Zhou found a tattered strip of cloth beneath it.

It appears to be a letter, with words written intermittently in an ancient and unfamiliar script.

Perhaps it is a suicide note.

Or perhaps it was a letter from her parents.

—It could also be some important military intelligence.

Amidst the raging flames of war, this strip of cloth bearing writing on it stands out as particularly special.

So, Bai Zhou used a small ritual to decipher the text.

Because it was not an extraordinary script and did not carry any special meaning, the ritual was quite easy to decipher.

Its contents are so damaged that only the first sentence is still intact.

it says:

"My dear, the war is about to end..."

Bai Zhou remained silent.

The rest of the text is no longer available, and no matter how much later generations imagine, they cannot understand the feelings of the letter writer at that time.

For some reason, Bai Zhou inexplicably thought of Section Chief Liu.

What will Liu's wife and children think about his sacrifice?
In the end, Bai Zhou buried the tattered strip of cloth along with the ancient corpse.

—It's like I buried the stories behind them with my own hands.

Gradually, Bai Zhou began to forget his original intention to fulfill his last wish and obtain the gift.

He simply did this earnestly and purely.

These warriors went to the battlefield for their own reasons and died under the banner of "light"...

They shouldn't "die without a burial place."

Bai Zhou was a little slow, and his movements were particularly repetitive.

He kept bending down, picking up and carrying the restless bones, and then burying them one next to another.

Now, Bai Zhou only hopes that they didn't have any conflicts while they were alive, and that they won't quarrel in the future because they are too close...

After a long time.

As Bai Zhou stood with his hands on his hips in front of a row of neat graves, looking them over, a sense of accomplishment welled up inside him.

Makeshift tombstones made from tattered shields were placed before the graves of these nameless soldiers.

Rusty, chipped swords, spears, and forks, along with tattered suits of armor, lay before these graves.

—He buried all of these himself!
Bai Zhou's guess was correct, but it also seemed to be only half right.

A dozen epitaph-like last words hung in mid-air, side by side, forming a continuous line, shimmering as if about to shatter.

But it didn't break in the end.

It seems that he is still a little short of fulfilling his last wish.

Bai Zhou had absolutely no clue as to what exactly was wrong.

But Bai Zhou felt that this matter didn't seem so important anymore.

The living have homes, and the dead also need homes.

Sometimes, death is not even something that should cause sadness to the living.

At least, if Section Chief Liu had also died a natural death and been buried in a cemetery, Bai Zhou wouldn't be so angry and sad.

In short, perhaps it was the shock of not finding Section Chief Liu's body that caused this.

Bai Zhou now feels that ensuring people no longer "die without a burial place" is something worth doing.

It doesn't matter if there's no "gift".

Suddenly—

A questioning voice came from Bai Zhou's ear.

This hoarse, low, and cold inquiry seemed to come from the heavens, or perhaps from the depths of the earth.

The voice, whose direction was difficult to discern, carried an indescribable terrifying majesty and heavy oppression.

It seemed to have been observing Bai Zhou's peculiar behavior for a long time before finally speaking out.

Although the language was unfamiliar, it reached Bai Zhou's ears and he inexplicably understood its meaning.

it says:

"What are you doing?"

"Who cares if we do something so meaningless on this lost plain?"

The two unexpected questions startled Bai Zhou.

Lifting a short stick in one hand and picking up a spear in the other, Bai Zhou's muscles tensed as he retreated, warily surveying his surroundings.

But I didn't see anything.

Something quite terrifying is watching us!

perhaps……

Bai Zhou looked up at the inverted giant city in the sky, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Realizing that he had been watched for a long time, Bai Zhou simply answered the other person's question in a low voice:
"Perhaps, many things don't necessarily need to have special meaning."

"...I did it because I wanted to."

As he spoke, he gripped his spear and short club tightly, and remained silent for a moment.

"Actually, I didn't even care what would happen when I did this."

"But perhaps..."

Raising his short staff, Bai Zhou pointed to the neatly arranged graves before him, then to the silent armored figures, and pointed to each one:

"Perhaps he will care."

"I care about this, I care about this too, and this one, and this one..."

"..."

　First update, this chapter has over 3 words, more to come later! The next chapter will return to reality to prepare for revenge.

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