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Chapter 141 Memorial Ceremony
As Ye Yang finished speaking, torches began to light in the crowd.

The fire jumped in the night, and every flame was a tribute to the heroes and a hymn to life.

Although the joy of victory was intertwined with the emotions of sadness, at that moment, people's hearts were condensed and elevated.

Ye Yang stood in the firelight, staring at the beating flames, silently making a vow in his heart.

As the torches were lit one by one, the light dispelled the haze of the night, and Ye Yang's eyes were heavy but firm.

In the firelight, people's faces were reflected red.

"Tonight, we use this flame as a witness to remember the heroes who protected us until the last moment of their lives." Ye Yang's voice drifted into the distance with the night wind: "Their names will always be remembered in the Dragon King Guards of history.”

Soldiers and citizens lowered their heads, or said silently, or prayed, to pay their last respects to the departed souls.

"Tomorrow, we will regroup," Ye Yang continued: "Our enemies will not stop their aggression, so our resistance cannot stop either. For our homeland, we must unite and face the challenges of the future together."

There was a steady nod from the crowd, their eyes no longer filled with sadness but with renewed hope and determination.

Ye Yang's words seemed to light a lamp in everyone's heart, illuminating their path forward.

In the light of the fire, Ye Yang slowly walked down the podium, and the guards spontaneously lined up in two rows to make way for him.

He walked through the crowd, each step appearing heavy but firm.

He knew that tomorrow would be a new day and would face new challenges, but tonight, they first paid the highest respect to the departed heroes.

When the torches gradually extinguished and night fell again, people dispersed with heavy hearts.

Ye Yang returned to his residence. His body was exhausted, but his mind could not rest at peace.

He stood in front of the window, staring at the night sky, thinking silently in his heart about the heroes who sacrificed their lives. They were like stars, although they passed away, they would always illuminate the path forward for the living.

Captain Lei Ming, after fierce arguments and debates in the Heavenly Parliament, finally won support from the Heavenly Parliament.

This is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for the Dragon King guards and Ye Yang.

It was getting late, and when Captain Lei Ming stepped into the Dragon King's palace, he was followed by a well-equipped reinforcements and a convoy full of supplies and new weapons.

Although Ye Yang and his compatriots were still mourning the heroes lost in the battle, this sudden good news gave them the courage and strength to continue fighting.

Captain Lei Ming is not relaxed. He has to face not only the opposition in the parliament, but also the pressure from his forces.

But he firmly believed that the Dragon King Guard was worth all his efforts.

In the distance, a strong wind blew in the Demon Clan's royal court, and angry roars rolled like thunder.

In the dark hall, the Demon Clan's royal court was holding an emergency meeting.

Beside the wide stone table, a demon envoy was kneeling on the ground, his forehead touching the cold stone slab, his voice was trembling:

"Your Majesty, yes, the attack... failed. The Thirteenth Prince... he has been killed."

An angry roar broke the silence, making the torches in the hall rustle.

The Demon King sat on the black throne, with real murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Failure?! My son died in the hands of those lowly creatures?!"

His voice was like a winter storm, cold and merciless.

The air in the hall seemed to be frozen, and the messenger lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at the Demon King. The Demon King stood up, his steps were heavy, and with every step he took, there seemed to be a terrifying power gathering.

In his hand, a long black sword exuding a cold aura suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Since you have killed my son, then I will let this world sink into endless darkness! Gather my army and go to the front line. I will make those ants who dare to resist pay the price with their blood!"

The messenger nodded tremblingly and quickly exited the hall to convey the Demon King's order.

Ye Yang slowly walked to the Henggu Heavenly Palace, feeling a strong uneasiness in his heart.

He knew that this victory was only temporary, and the demons would not give up just yet.

He needs preparation, he needs stronger strength.

"Captain, I heard that the Heavenly Council has finally agreed to support."

Ye Yang saw a well-equipped reinforcement force behind Commander Lei Ming.

Captain Lei Ming sighed and shook his head: "Asking for help is not an easy task. Moreover, we brought back something special this time."

He waved his hand, and several soldiers pushed several carts filled with boxes.

Ye Yang walked over and opened one of the boxes. The items in front of him made his pupils shrink suddenly - it was a string of crystals that shone with a faint light, exuding a peaceful atmosphere.

"This is..." Ye Yang looked up at Lei Ming in surprise.

Lei Ming nodded, with a proud smile on his face: "This is the divine crystal of heaven. Although the quantity is limited, it can greatly enhance our strength. This is part of the support provided by the council, and I hope it can help us in the battle." to achieve victory.”

Ye Yang took a deep breath. He knew that these divine crystals were very precious resources in the heaven, and each piece contained powerful power.

The fact that they brought these divine crystals here is enough to prove that the heavens attach great importance to this war.

Lei Ming handed the divine crystal to the deputy general beside him: "Assign it to each soldier and make sure they understand how to use it."

After the deputy general received the order, he quickly organized the manpower to start distributing the divine crystals.

In the following days, the Dragon King guards prepared nervously.

On the horizon, the afterglow of the morning glow reflected the earth like a streak of blood.

The demon army was like a dark torrent, surging silently through the winding valleys.

"Bang bang", the pace of the heavy armored cavalry stirred up the dust amid the dull drum beat.

Their eyes sparkled with the desire for war, they wore heavy armor and held weapons that shone with cold light.

At the forefront of the army, a figure looked particularly tall. He was General Black Iron, an elite general among the demons.

In his eyes, there was no longer the failure and fear brought back by the messenger last night, only anger and desire for revenge.

"Hey, do those ants think victory is already within grasp?" General Black Iron sneered: "Just wait and see, when darkness falls, all light will be extinguished."

He raised the big sword in his hand high, pointing the tip of the sword towards the sky: "Brothers, charge for the sake of the devil and for the glory!"

"Boom!" The demon army was like a released wild beast, making a deafening roar and rushing towards the territory guarded by the Dragon King.

(End of this chapter)