Chapter 459: Basic work (1/2)
The thunder continent sounded like a bell, and the air shook.
”Sixty-seven days ago, when we embarked on the road of chasing and killing, who would have thought that we could really kill all the Star Pirates of the Storm?”
”Their starships are larger than ours, their guns are higher than ours, and the number of armor divisions is more than ours!”
”At that time, who could have imagined that we actually chased and killed for two full months, spanning thirteen star regions, 27 fragmented worlds, and reaching the edge of the sea of stars, finally smashing this bunch of human-skinned shards, one Don't stay, kill them all?”
”Now, we have to embark on the journey again, a more difficult and dangerous journey than in the past two months.”
”Our enemy is no longer a ferocious star thief, but a sea of stars a hundred times more ferocious than them!”
”Our starship is in shattered pieces! Our manpower is seriously inadequate! We have very little fuel and supplies left. Even if it is replenished in this small town, it can only last for thirty or fifty days!”
”What we are going to face is a nebula storm, a gravel star belt, a meteorite rain that smashes the head, and even the revenge of the wind and rain. The chance of successfully returning to the Thousand Sails Star Region is not more than one in ten!”
”However, we will do it, because we are—”
”Big Horn!”
”Big Horn!”
The crazy roars of countless strong men intertwined into a strong wind and waves, rippling outward in circles.
Lei Dalu grinned, pressed his hands, and continued: ”In the fierce battle of the past two months, a total of 146 brothers have taken a step first and fallen!”
”Death, what's so scary? It's just going to have a drink with Yuanshi Tianzun and eating meat with Ancestor Hongjun!”
”Now, everyone cheer up and give these brothers a ride, let them be in front by the way, help us chop the wind and the waves, and illuminate the sea of stars!”
Lei Dalu waved his hand, and a huge light curtain appeared behind him. In the light curtain was a dark and boundless universe, and even the stars could not be seen.
”boom!”
After a loud noise, a small spot of light appeared in the dark universe, which exploded in an instant and turned into an extremely brilliant colorful mysterious light, like an aurora, shining brightly.
Li Yao knew that this was the most common star burial ceremony in the flying star world.
Most of the residents of the Flying Star Realm live in starry sky towns. The space is extremely limited. It is difficult to bury them after death. It is even difficult to open up a space and preserve the urn.
For thousands of years, humans in the Flying Star Realm have become accustomed to refining their ashes into special shells after death, and shooting them into the starry sky, called ”Star Burial”.
If it is a cultivator, it will leave a divine mind in advance, and it will be cultivated into the ashes after death, and it will bloom in the dark and boundless universe with the last and most dazzling brilliance.
As the ashes shells were shot out, in the star sea in front of the Golden Horn, the seven colors of mysterious light blended together, like a road to the sky cast by the heroic fighting soul, piercing into the endless darkness.
”Golden Horn, set sail!”
Patches and patches were riddled with holes, and the starship, like a beggar, slid out of the harbor tremblingly.
From the center and rear of the Golden Horn, hundreds of steel cables made of fortified alloys were shot, and circles of psychic energy surged above it, like hundreds of straight streamers, and the wreckage of the starship from the wind and rain he was dragged behind. A twin fleet like Siamese twins.
Three days is not enough to completely dismantle the starship of the Storm and Rain, and can only be taken away in this way.
In the long journey that follows, the starship of the Storm Prison will be gradually dismantled to repair the Golden Horn and fight the stormy waves in the star sea.
Li Yao couldn't understand the fanatical atmosphere of the great horn armor masters.
In the Tianyuan Realm, although there are very few cultivators who are greedy and fearful of death, the atmosphere is always a little dignified when a comrade-in-arms falls, and it will not be so lively.
Perhaps this is a unique custom in the Flying Star Realm?
”Do you feel uncomfortable, as if we don't take the sacrifices of our comrades too seriously?”
A tall and thin figure walked over with his hands on his back and smiled faintly.
In that smile, it seemed as if the sorrow that could never be removed was condensed.
Li Yao recognized that this was a strategist of the Armored Division, the deputy head of the regiment in charge of daily operations, Bai Xinxing, a management cultivator at the peak of the foundation period.
”Manager Bai.” Li Yao hurriedly greeted.
Bai Xinxing watched the dimming seven-color black light gradually flying away on the light curtain, as if watching the heroic souls passing by the wind. After a long time, he said: ”You have just joined the group. Although you have undergone simple training, you still don't know much about it. The history of the Great Horn Armored Division.”
”Our Big Horn is different from the ordinary armored division. We have rarely recruited new people casually. This time, if we are not really understaffed, we will not recruit people easily if we are helpless.”