Super God: If I punch you, you will die

Three-dimensional maneuvering device.

It can be said that Lin Yan is one of the people who knows him best.

Everything is about to begin.

The gears of fate began to turn.

Giants will once again invade people's lives, just as they were when the giants were unleashed into the city walls by fanatical cultists. Even more terrifying than before, this time the giants will completely destroy Wall Mary and advance unimpeded.

Moreover, the quantity this time is enormous.

It's astonishing.

This is a catastrophe.

The people in this area have lived peacefully for decades, even centuries, and they have become accustomed to this tranquility. However, in the near future, this peaceful area within the walls will be completely overturned.

This is fate.

It was also a misfortune.

Lin Yan saw the 3D Maneuver Gear in his personal space. He really wanted to take it out immediately and soar through the sky. He was going to face the giants head-on. Would they break into the city walls, or would Lin Yan personally go to their territory to subdue them?

This is a problem.

Whether it's this meadow, the grass in the distance, or the azure sky and white clouds, everything is so beautiful.

at the same time.

The fanatical cultists inside the walls continued chanting incessantly.

"The city wall was built with the wisdom of God, which is a miracle. No one may destroy the city wall... Destroying the city wall is a grave sin. Only by submitting to the city wall can we be protected by it and continue to multiply and thrive."

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"The city wall, the great city wall, protects us... Please protect us..."

The fanatical cultists chanted endlessly, conveying their beliefs to everyone. They firmly believed that only the city walls could protect them, and that humanity could only escape extinction by cowering within them; if they disobeyed the walls, humanity would perish sooner or later.

Lin Yan and Allen were on their way home...

I met Hennessy on the road, a drunken middle-aged man.

Hennessy, a member of the garrison, was also quite drunk. The garrison was responsible for defending the walls and fighting the giants attacking them; it was the largest main force of the human army. They were responsible for reinforcing the walls and garrisoning the areas within them.

Before the giants appeared, the main task was the repair and maintenance of the walls.

The total strength was approximately 4, the largest in the entire army. The emblem was a shield and two roses.

During the long years of peace, the stationed troops had nothing to do all day, and such drunken stupor was commonplace.

"Yan is back."

"Ah."

"Mikasa."

"Uncle Hennessy."

It was at least a greeting, but Lin Yan wasn't particularly interested in these things. Hennessy, however, kept nagging them, "It's just a little something added to the drinks. Life won't be too boring like this, haha."

Yesterday, Allen had a conflict with Hennessy here.

Allen was very dissatisfied with Hennessy and his men's drunken state. He shouted, "In an emergency, how can you protect the walls? How can you protect the people when you're all so drunk?"

"Emergency situations?"

Hennessy didn't take it seriously; they would just think that Ailu was really too naive, after all, it had been almost a hundred years since any accidents had happened.

The comfort of these past years has made people forget the threat of the giants, forget how the giants ravaged humanity, and forget the humiliation and harm they suffered.

They are livestock kept in pigsties.

All they know is how to enjoy themselves.

A century of peace?

Lin Yan glanced at the majestic city walls. Perhaps these soldiers drinking, or the leisurely people on the streets, never dreamed that their tranquility was about to be shattered. Their preconceived notions were about to be completely torn apart.

dong dong dong-

The enormous bell rang.

This was the signal for the Survey Corps' return. Whenever the bell rang, the Survey Corps would return from outside the city walls, and many people would gather to watch—both locals and those eagerly awaiting the return of their loved ones.

"They're back."

they.

The Survey Corps is back.

Leading the Survey Corps ranks was Commander Alvin Smith, the thirteenth commander of the Eldian Survey Corps on Paradis Island. He also appears in the Titans spin-off manga "No Regrets" by newcomer manga artist Hikaru Suruga. He possesses strategic acumen and leads numerous soldiers who are willing to sacrifice themselves for the future of humanity. He is capable of accurately assessing the overall situation and has a long-term vision, sometimes leading him to make seemingly ruthless decisions, yet he enjoys the deep trust of his subordinates.

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Erwin Smith was also the one who guided Levi Ackerman to join the Survey Corps; his judgment has always been good.

As it turns out, Levi did indeed play a crucial role in the Survey Corps.

He is exceptionally capable.

Strong willpower.

He possesses strong leadership skills, which earns him the sincere admiration of all his followers, who are proud to join Levi's squad.

but--

The Survey Corps' return was as somber as ever; Erwin Smith showed no joy. The entire group was heavy-hearted, their eyes solemn, resolute, yet filled with sorrow.

This is a solemn sorrow.

Following behind were the Survey Corps soldiers on foot, many of them wrapped in bandages, blood seeping from them. Many were helping the wounded, and the expressions on their faces were all extremely dejected and pained.

The air seemed to freeze.

Instead of welcoming them, the onlookers voiced their doubts.

"Are these the only people who came back?"

Were all those people eaten?

"Another crushing defeat."

"It's because they insisted on going out that they did this."

An elderly, frail woman rushed out, helplessly grabbing an officer's collar, her voice trembling.

"Mojes, Mojes..."

"Morges's mother?"

He said coldly to the person next to him, "Give it to me."

Bring it here?

What kind of excuse is this...?

What should I take?

Mojes's mother froze for a moment, seemingly unaware that misfortune had already befallen her, or perhaps she had foreseen it but was simply too afraid to admit it.

What was wrapped in front of her was a section of arm.

That's Morges's arm.

"We only managed to salvage this..." the Survey Corps officer said calmly, seemingly numb. There was little grief in his eyes; in this brutal battle, sorrow, tears, and pain were... luxuries.

I've shed too many tears.

I have seen rivers of blood.

The pitiful cries of his companions could be heard incessantly.

All of this was like sharp blades constantly piercing their hearts, and no amount of grief could express it.

The agonizing screams of Morges' mother, so intense and filled with unspeakable grief, instantly overwhelmed him.

How many times has this happened?

How many times has this happened?

Since their bodies could not be brought back, they could only bring back their arms or other body parts and bury them in their hometown soil.

May the deceased rest in peace.

He couldn't remember anymore.

Morges' mother held her son's arm, overwhelmed with grief, but one sentence she uttered sent a chill down the spines of the Survey Corps members.

"Was my son's death worthwhile?"

Is it valuable?

Was this expedition fruitful?

The indifferent-looking officer trembled slightly, speechless in the face of a mother who had lost her son's questioning.

"Even without performing any meritorious service, my son's death contributed to humanity's counterattack, didn't it?"

Mojes' mother wept, her only solace being the tears that streamed down her face. Her son's unwavering belief was to dedicate his heart to humanity…

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To give one's heart to humanity.

To contribute to humanity's fight against the giants is a dream cherished by warriors who face death on every expedition.

If one day they die on the battlefield, they hope they will die a worthy death.

However, to this day, the Survey Corps' understanding of the Titans remains at the level of decades ago. They only know the Titans' weaknesses and how to kill them. As for the Titans' other secrets, they know absolutely nothing.

For example, why do giants prey on humans?

Where did giants come from?

How to communicate with giants.

Wait, these questions have always been kept secret.

It is a secret that cannot be unlocked.

Every expedition the Survey Corps undertakes ends in utter defeat and heavy casualties. Many of them set out on expeditions only to be left outside the walls and die inside the bellies of Titans.

again and again.

The Survey Corps' prestige has plummeted to rock bottom.

Even with an excellent commander like Erwin Smith, the Survey Corps still had no chance of defeating the Titans outside the walls.

death.

They were killed.

It happens again and again.

And now, facing a mother's questioning, facing the final, desperate questioning of a mother who has lost her son.

His eyes were wide open.

His voice choked up several times.

Finally, in a voice filled with such sorrow, he uttered those words that plunged one into profound despair: "No, this investigation... we have still found nothing; this time, there have been no results either."

The sound was the sound of despair.

"My incompetence caused my warriors to lose their lives in vain. They paid the price with their lives, yet they failed to uncover the true nature of those giants."

It failed once.

It was truly tragic.

Not only that, they also suffer the belittling of gossipy people. Some arrogantly accuse these Survey Corps soldiers, who risk their lives, of wasting their tax money; these harsh criticisms are like sharp knives.