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Chapter 334 【333】The Long March Never Returned, A Genius Once in a Millennium

Eastern Li War Zone.

Central Courtyard.

On the profound array monitoring source energy.

Deep blue patches faded at an extremely fast rate, and then disappeared.

Anyone with knowledge knew that this represented highly condensed source energy rapidly dissipating.

It also represented the complete fall of a powerful creature.

The blue-haired mystic who was responsible for controlling the profound array shouted excitedly: "Target is dead!"

As soon as the words fell.

The stone hall instantly burst into jubilation.

Everyone knew that killing a sea monster whose rank reached Mystic Master, whose combat power was not weaker than a Mystic Supervisor, and who was extremely cunning, was definitely a great achievement.

It also eliminated a major hidden danger for this war zone.

Even General Jian Wanli, whose face was always serious, showed a full smile.

Before long.

In the image profound array.

At the edge of the outer sea, where the white light shot into the water, within a radius of ten kilometers, the giant waves strangely calmed down.

The blue-haired mystic asked curiously, "What's going on over there?"

Jian Wanli seemed to be in a very good mood and took the initiative to answer: "The target has the ability to control giant waves. After it dies, the water-based mystic power spills out and spontaneously suppresses the waves."

The blue-haired mystic was a little surprised and quickly saluted: "Thank you, General, for the explanation!"

Jian Wanli squinted his eyes and took a few glances, and "hmmphed" softly: "Sure enough, it's this guy. This time, it's considered revenge!"

A Mystic Master seemed to know the inside story and echoed: "This mystic power is very familiar. More than a hundred mystic ships were ambushed two months ago, and it should be this sea monster."

Everyone's expression in the stone hall changed slightly.

The so-called "ambush" was a recent tragedy that occurred in the Eastern Li War Zone.

In this incident, nearly eighty mystics were killed, fifty mystic ships were destroyed, and a beginner Mystic Master also fell. The losses were not insignificant.

Another Mystic Master said with a look of satisfaction: "This thing is too rampant. This time, it dared to sneak to the edge of the inner sea. This is truly courting death."

While everyone was talking.

A large mass of gelatinous seawater, no less than three hundred meters in diameter, quickly floated to the surface of the sea.

And in it, one could clearly see the remains of a giant spider.

By the way.

The reason why the seawater became like this was due to the special effect of water-based mystic power.

The protective shield that the sea monster used to resist the attack of the profound array was essentially no different from this mass of gelatinous seawater.

Jian Wanli was in a great mood and immediately waved his hand: "Send out mystic ships to drag this sea monster's corpse back as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

This General thought for a while and then ordered: "Contact Commander Cheng and ask when he will return."

"Yes!"

This was undoubtedly a plan to reward merits.

After all, Cheng Han single-handedly proposed the fishing plan, which helped the war zone kill the Mystic Master-level sea monster.

To comment fairly, this accounted for at least half of the credit.

To put it more bluntly, the top credit!

Soon.

The subordinate reported the contact result: "Reporting to the General, Commander Cheng said that he needs to do some aftercare work first."

Jian Wanli asked puzzledly: "What aftercare?"

The subordinate's expression was a little subtle: "Commander Cheng plans to preside over a simple funeral for the fallen soldiers and hold a mourning ceremony."

The others also had strange expressions.

The dead were only soldiers and ordinary people. A dignified mystic and Mystic Master mourned for these people, was it necessary?

Jian Wanli just nodded lightly: "I understand."

If it were another mystic, or even a Mystic Master, who dared to make the highest commander of a war zone wait, they would definitely be severely reprimanded.

But at this moment, this General did not have the slightest anger.

The subordinate said another strange thing: "Commander Cheng also said that the Crimson Armor Army of Qinghan Mystic Palace has been promoted to the Crimson Armor Hall. As the Hall Master of the Crimson Armor Hall, this is what he should do."

Jian Wanli instantly understood the real meaning of this sentence.

That is—the status of soldiers should be improved!

To some extent, it also contained a hint of transaction—only when the status of soldiers is higher will the Warhawk Legion be willing to fight with all their strength.

This General's eyes flashed.

Is this teaching me how to do things?

Interesting kid!

*

Half an hour later.

Inner Sea.

All two hundred and fifty aircraft carriers were arranged into a large square formation.

More than one thousand and eight hundred coffins were neatly placed on the deck of the flagship.

The vast majority of the coffins did not contain corpses, only a few personal items, such as personal clothing.

Because in the previous battle, the soldiers who died under the claws of the sea monster were often eaten directly, and no corpses were left at all.

"Salute!"

An incomparably loud voice echoed in the sea sky.

On every aircraft carrier, including the two commanders, all crew members took off their hats in unison and collectively lowered their heads.

"Buzz~ Buzz~"

The roar of propellers sounded.

The huge Warhawk aircraft group, numbering as many as ten thousand, was arranged into a super long dragon, passing over the fleet at low speed.

On the flagship.

Cheng Han raised his head, looked at the coffins, and suddenly felt a little sentimental.

More than 80,000 soldiers expeditioned to the Youmiao Realm, and more than 1,000 people died on the day of landing. How many people will be left in the Warhawk Legion when the return journey comes?

Is this an otherworld version of "The Long March Never Returned"?

Cheng Han let out a long breath and whispered: "May your souls return to the peak of the God Tree and gain eternal rest!"

There was a different meaning in his eyes: "May your legacy be forever scattered in the vast ocean."

Deputy Commander Lan Jiayao's beautiful eyes revealed a hint of strangeness.

Legacy scattered in the ocean?

Is this wishing the Wanhao clan to completely conquer this world?

The next moment.

A rather grand scene occurred.

On the surface of more than a thousand coffins, green branches, green leaves, and flower buds rapidly grew.

After a moment.

The flower buds bloomed.

These were Azure Sky Flowers!

Each coffin was immediately covered with layers of flowers.

"Whoosh!"

The sea breeze howled.

Countless stamens immediately flew up.

They danced in the wind, forming a cloud, flying towards the distant horizon.

This scene exactly corresponded to what Cheng Han said just now—may your legacy be forever scattered in the vast ocean!

Everyone in the fleet looked up, watching the stamens ride the wind away.

As time passed.

The Azure Sky Flowers continued to grow.

The stamens were continuously rising into the air.

With the help of the sea breeze, countless stamens stretched into a long white streamer, more than ten kilometers long.

Even the Tianye Lotus, tens of kilometers away, could clearly see this scene.

*

Han No. 18 Aircraft Carrier.

Fang Han suddenly woke up.

Originally, his injuries were quite serious. Under normal circumstances, he would have died.

However, as one of the heroes who killed the powerful sea monster, he was fed a precious secret medicine, and his injuries improved at an extremely fast rate. Now he can get up and move around.

Fang Han left the medical bay and slowly walked to the deck, and immediately saw the spectacle of Azure Sky Flower stamens all over the sky.

He stood there for a long time, suddenly thinking of his dead comrades, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

In the hunting sea breeze.

Fang Han murmured with blurred eyes: "I wish to transform into Azure Sky Flowers and spread all over the world!"

*

Central Courtyard.

In a pavilion.

Jian Wanli stood with his hands behind his back, alone overlooking the distant white streamer, muttering in a low voice: "Mourning ceremony?"

Originally, this General was a little disapproving in his heart, but at this moment his thoughts quietly changed.

It's really a bit interesting!

Jian Wanli recalled some information he had read, and muttered again: "Spiritual Boundless Myriad Forest Mystic Seal? To create such a big scene with the body of a mystic, this is almost catching up with a Mystic Master!"

He chuckled: "No wonder some people say that this is a genius of Qinghan Mystic Palace once in a millennium. I really saw it today!"