I Built the Ancient Organization of Salvation

　　When the Holy Shield appeared, it heralded the coming of the dark age, and each generation of the president of the Holy Shield was also destined to bring a group of heroes and march forward in the darkness of despair!

　　"This... is a constant wake-up call!"

　　"Even the presidents of the past dynasties who have great power and a personality that is hard to see in the past and present must use this method to remind themselves at any time that members like us, who are far inferior, must have this kind of awareness!"

　　Li Rana silently warned herself.

　　Seeing all the members arrive, in the silence, Tang You said in a low and solemn voice: "Li Rana, now hold the ceremony of awarding the seal for you, come forward!"

　　"call……"

　　Taking a deep breath, Li Rana's hands tightened and loosened, and then, under the scorching gaze of the rest of the members, stepped out of the queue and faced the president.

　　The two looked at each other.

　　She remembered that the first time she saw the president, across the street, she was in the light, and the president was in the shadow, looking at each other like this.

　　And then the conversation in the office...

　　Determined to go to the Beibei District real estate, push open the old door, and see a new world...

　　Personnel absorption plan, get black scale armor, establish technical department...

　　In a blink of an eye, he turned out to be an extraordinary person with spiritual power level 1, and was about to get the mark of the Holy Shield and become a true official member of the Holy Shield.

　　Looking back on the past experience, Li Ranna gave birth to firmness in her heart, and she took a step forward with flat shoes——

　　All around!

　　Muddy, earthen walls, thatched roofs, and very tall.

　　The sound of grief came from a distance, and under the agitation of the wind, it became confusing and extremely subtle.

　　Li Ranna suddenly found that her hands had become extremely small, and she was malnourished and thin, and the hair hanging down from her temples was as lifeless as dead grass.

　　This is……

　　A big hand suddenly rested on her shoulder, and she looked back.

　　I saw a man in armor and holding a bronze long ge, crouching down, looking at himself, with bloodstains on his exposed face, but trying his best to smile gently:

　　"¨'Xiao Ke, you go with Aunt Zhang and the others first. Dad will follow soon. Remember not to cry, and remember the maltose you hid. Then, will your father let you have a good meal?"

　　The man's single-mindedness seemed to make Li Rana return to her childhood and see her grandfather and father coaxing her.

　　A woman in sackcloth and linen suddenly picked her up: "Xiao Ke, don't be afraid, Auntie will take you to a safe place."

　　While holding and running, the field of vision becomes higher and the scene gradually becomes farther away.

　　Li Rana saw that in the distance blocked by the wall, thick smoke rose, and a huge shadow loomed in the smoke.

　　The man in armor slowly stood up and looked straight at this side, as if he was reluctant to part, as if he was nostalgic.A trace of blood dripped from the wound on his face, and his lips trembled as if he wanted to say something.

　　A group of people in armor gathered around him.

　　He led someone to the direction of the thick smoke, suddenly stopped again, turned back and shouted, but it was diluted and disappeared in the noise.

　　So, the man raised his right hand high again and made a "deer head" gesture.

　　Li Rana saw that she, no, Xiaoke also raised her hand and made the same gesture.

　　Xiao Ke's young name is A Lu.

　　The man laughed and seemed to be crying again. He wiped his eyes, straightened his helmet, turned around resolutely, and walked towards the giant shadow in the thick smoke.

　　The back, the village, everything is getting further and further away.

　　On the way, old and weak women and children who were also fleeing came into their eyes, and some children were crying loudly. The mother couldn't comfort them, and she also started to cry.

　　Some old people walked halfway, stood there for a long time, then picked up the crutches, as if carrying a weapon, and went straight back.

　　suddenly--

　　"boom!"

　　A huge pillar of fire rose into the sky, flooding the village in an instant, and a rolling heat wave hit the face.

　　Warm tears rolled down his cheeks.

　　Xiao Ke knew that the man named Daddy would never come back!

　　The man who stood upright and never told a lie in his life, at the last moment of his life, faced himself and chose to be a liar...

　　……

　　ps: Oak: also known as oak or oak, a general term for Fagaceae plants, it is distributed all over the Yan Kingdom and is a native tree species.

　　In addition, in the progress report, the system name has been changed to one third, but in order to avoid inconsistency, it was not posted. .

Chapter 124

　　In the pillar of fire rising into the sky in the distance, Li Rana's heart also seemed to be pinched by something, causing her pain and making her despair.

　　At this moment, she is completely in a wonderful state, unable to manipulate her body, but she shares other people's perspectives and feelings.

　　While Xiao Ke was stunned, the surroundings were slowly submerged in darkness.

　　Li Rana felt as if her body was being pressed by something, she couldn't move, the air seemed to be completely drained, and a suffocating feeling enveloped everything.

　　The arm seemed to be pulled by something, and a dragging force came.

　　The light returned to the eyes again, and the almost burning lungs finally got fresh air.Looking down, the general body is still buried in the sand.

　　It was a kind of sand like black crystals, and each grain was extremely heavy.

　　The man who was covered in blood was lying on the ground. He was so angry that he dragged her out. It seemed that he had used up his last strength.

　　"Quick...go...the others...have been controlled by the demon..."

　　Li Ranna saw that she was rolling and crawling towards her, trying her best to pick up her bleeding teammate, as if she wanted to take him away.

　　Sudden--

　　A huge impact came.

　　Li Ranna only felt that the world was spinning, her vision was bright and dark, and the pain like shattering bones was extremely clear.Then, a big hand strangled his neck, and the whole person was lifted up.

　　A person who already has some kind of monster characteristics in his body exudes incomparably chaotic spiritual power, and his distorted face is full of struggling.

　　She tried to pull away the mutant's hand, but she shook the tree like a mayfly.

　　The hand that was pinching his neck was shaking, and then suddenly released.

　　"The sword...killed me..."

　　Blood vessels on the body of the mutated person bulged, turning into creeping worms, and crystal tears dripped from the eyes that had grown granulation.

　　Evil and pain alternated on his face.

　　"I'm about to...control...can't stand...my...comrade...sorry...start...kill...me..."

　　His skin cracked open, with dazzling patterned granulation, slowly turning into 083 evil long worms with filament links.

　　"kill me!!!"

　　He almost exhausted his last sense and roared loudly.

　　Under the setting sun, a shadow sent the long sword into the body of another distorted shadow.

　　The soul is dissipating.

　　The distortion features gradually subsided, and he slowly returned to his former appearance. He was handsome and masculine. As soon as he felt his life force dissipating rapidly, his eyelids seemed to be heavy and kept sinking.

　　In the return of light, his voice returned to peace:

　　"You used to always say: 'Squadron, do you have endless energy? I can't even see you resting.' Actually, sometimes I'm tired too, but I'm the corporal and I can't stop."

　　His eyelids are getting closer and closer, and his voice is also crying:

　　"But after persisting for so long, it was infected in the end, killing so many brothers, really... I'm sorry..."

　　"Thank you for stopping me from continuing to make mistakes, thank you... Xiao Ke... I finally can take a good rest..."

　　His voice was getting lower and lower, and the eyes that seemed to never need to rest were finally completely closed, but his body was still standing upright in place.

　　Standing...under the setting sun like blood.

　　Li Rana felt the heart-piercing pain, not in the body, but in the heart.

　　The surroundings were dark again.

　　When she opened her eyes, it was the black mist that blocked the sky from the sun. Looking around, she saw the corpses of comrades in arms, the destroyed villages, and... the monster who manipulated the flames, the monster that killed her father.

　　The huge monster approached step by step, with a certain kind of mockery and disdain in his clearly intelligent eyes.

　　Although I didn't see it, I knew that in the distance, the civilians were still retreating.

　　Everything is so similar, as if back to the beginning.

　　"Retreat, or charge?"

　　"To live, or to sacrifice?"

　　A sound resounded in Xiao Ke's heart, and also in Li Ranna's heart, with a peculiar power, directly torturing the deepest part of her consciousness.

　　Li Rana felt as if she could move.

　　She thought about it, and at the same time, another thought that matched the content perfectly appeared at the same moment.

　　With the combined effect of the two thoughts, she stood up and picked up the spear.

　　Li Rana was stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to realize something.

　　"I'm fighting alongside the ancient sages...?!!"

　　As soon as this thought came out, her whole person's intense emotions suddenly erupted like a volcano, and suddenly, blood that was hot like magma rushed from the soles of her feet to her head.

　　He patted off the soil on the stomach, and carefully wiped off the Sacred Shield logo on his shoulders. The back of his father's departure, and the eyes of the corporal's gradually closed, all appeared in his mind one by one.

　　Unprecedented heroism burst out from the bottom of my heart.

　　Raise the spear and point it straight at the monster.

　　At this moment, Li Rana clearly felt some kind of consonance that spanned time and space, and a voice condensed from a strong belief, squeezed by the boiling blood, roared from her throat: