The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

The golden figure finished speaking.

The entire northern city wall suddenly fell silent, with only the howling of the wind and snow remaining.

Li Yuan's body trembled.

The next moment, as if he remembered something, he suddenly lowered his head.

"I……"

"My hand!"

His voice trembled violently.

His hand is gone.

To be precise, it can no longer be called a hand.

Only a charred piece of hand bone remained.

A few tattered rags, soaked in blood, hung above, swaying gently in the northern wind.

Besides.

There was nothing there.

Li Yuan was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly touched his face.

It was hard and cold.

There is no skin or flesh.

There was no temperature either.

He couldn't touch the bridge of his nose, he couldn't touch his lips, and he could even clearly see his finger bones protruding from outside his eye sockets.

There was no obstruction, and no pain.

Li Yuan stopped moving.

The wind and snow fell on his skeleton, then passed through the gaps between his ribs, making a very soft whimpering sound.

He slowly lowered his hand and looked at the four brothers who had fought side by side with him to the very end.

Their fingers repeatedly pierced through the hollow eye sockets and landed on the charred jawbone.

As they touched them, they all froze.

After a long silence, the five people looked at each other.

They finally saw each other clearly.

It was a charred skeleton carrying a knife, with only a few tattered, blood-red rags hanging from its body.

That's how they were talking just now.

Using this manner to question support.

Using this appearance, he fought desperately against that red-haired old ape.

even……

Before the golden figure revealed the truth, they themselves hadn't realized that...

They are already dead.

time……

Perhaps it was the moment the old ape swung his club down at the city wall?

Li Yuan was stunned, and gave a bitter laugh.

He tilted his head back, which was now just a skeleton, as if he were holding back tears that had long since stopped flowing.

Zeng Tie and the other three walked up to him.

Five skeletons stood on the broken city wall, with broken armor scattered behind them and the retreating demon tide in front of them.

Zeng Tie looked at the stunned veterans who had come to support the effort, his voice hoarse.

"Sir."

"Looks like that damn support really didn't arrive in time."

He looked down at his empty chest and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"I was just thinking about getting justice for my dead brothers."

"Don't let them die so that no one even remembers their names."

So...

"We're in there too."

The wind and snow suddenly quieted down considerably.

Five skeletons stood in front of the breach in the city wall.

The surrounding area was filled with surviving soldiers, arriving veterans, and that golden figure that had annihilated the demon with a flick of its finger.

But there seemed to be an invisible membrane separating them.

They looked at the city.

Looking at the broken array patterns.

Looking at the broken swords scattered all over the ground.

Looking at those comrades who could never get up again.

In their eyes, everything that just happened might have been just an illusion they most wanted to see before they died.

They want to see the North held.

I want to see the demon race retreat.

I hope to see reinforcements arrive.

I wanted to see my dead brothers finally able to close my eyes.

So they saw it.

Li Yuan took a deep breath.

But he was just a skeleton; there was nothing inside his chest cavity.

This action looks ridiculous, yet it makes one's heart ache.

He looked at his four brothers beside him, all of whom had charred skulls.

After a long pause, Li Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth and suddenly said.

"It's so ugly."

Zeng Tie glanced at him.

"Aren't you the same?"

The other three were taken aback for a moment.

Immediately, all five of them burst into laughter.

The laughter was initially rough, then gradually became hoarse, and finally was completely swallowed up by the wind and snow on the city wall.

Li Yuan picked up his knife, turned around, and walked forward.

"Let's go."

"This is probably the last time we'll have a proper look at this northern city."

"We've spent most of our lives here."

"I've guarded this place for most of my life."

"If you don't look now, you'll miss your chance!"

Zeng Tie and the other three followed.

Five skeletons walked side by side in the setting sun, their tattered clothes fluttering in the cold wind.

The charred skeleton crunched softly over the gravel.

"I wonder how those guys upstairs are doing."

"Why think so much? We're all dead, we can't help anymore."

"Damn it! Those brats Lu Ming and Zheng Qiang, and those reinforcements who arrived late—when I see them in my next life, I'll definitely kick their asses!"

"Hahaha……"

"Let's talk about it after you have your next life."

"Speaking of which, this is what the afterlife is like."

"This illusion is quite realistic."

They walked past the teacher and the group of veterans.

Zeng Tie was amazed.

"Look, even the teachers are here."

"Made exactly the same."

"That's right, it's just like we actually received reinforcements."

At this point, the group fell silent again.

"Sigh, I wonder if the real-world support arrived too late..."

On the city wall.

The surviving soldiers and the veterans who arrived only realized this belatedly at this moment.

The people who had just spoken to them were actually five skeletons.

They didn't even realize that something was wrong.

A chill ran up my back from the soles of my feet; ghosts and spirits are things that people have always feared.

But when they heard the five skeletons talking to themselves, all their fear turned into shame, and the veterans wanted nothing more than to slap themselves.

They were late.

These words were like a knife, piercing the hearts of every veteran, causing them great pain.