227: go home!

Whew!

Ye Fan closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

He had a fiery temper when he was young, but after becoming the Commander of the Night Watchers these past few years, he slowly began to rein it in.

His high position had also deepened his cultivation.

"Song Zhong, you can insult me, but you cannot erase the sacrifices of those Night Watchers."

Anger surged in Ye Fan's eyes; the Night Watchers who sacrificed themselves to protect Anta County were his inverse scale.

"Commander Ye, but look," Song Zhong pointed to the corpses of the Night Watchers, "Now, they can't even go home.

The Night Watchers who died fighting to protect Great Xia can't even return to their roots."

Return to their roots!

Return to their roots!

With a rumble!

Ye Fan felt as if flashes of thunder passed through his mind.

The four words 'return to their roots' were like four daggers, stabbing into the softest part of Ye Fan's heart.

Yes, he had brought these young Night Watchers to Anta County.

They died fighting for Great Xia, for the ideals in their hearts.

But their bones drifted with Anta County in the mist, unable to even return home...

A deep sense of self-blame took root in Ye Fan's heart.

His right hand, gripping the hilt of his blade, was somewhat pale, with veins clearly visible.

"Song Zhong, I admit..."

Ye Fan's voice was a bit hoarse; one could imagine how complex his current mood was.

"As the Commander of the Night Watchers, I am unqualified."

Ye Fan seemed to have made some kind of decision as he spoke these words.

The Night Watchers behind him could no longer bear it.

"Commander, don't be like this!"

"Commander, don't be fooled by this devil."

"What is your New Ancient God Church? It's not your place to tell us what to do," a young Night Watcher roared.

Slap!

A leaf slapped the Night Watcher's Face.

"Ugh!"

The Night Watcher who had insulted Song Zhong felt a burning sensation on his cheek.

He covered it with his hand, and it was already swollen into a small mound.

"You ask me what the New Ancient God Church is?"

Song Zhong's gaze turned cold, and the already biting temperature dropped further.

"Now I will tell you."

"The Mysterious beast tide that the Night Watchers couldn't solve was solved by my New Ancient God Church."

Song Zhong shook his cloak.

"And listen carefully.

The Outer Gods that the Night Watchers can't kill, I will kill!

Anta County that the Night Watchers can't reclaim, I will reclaim!

In a word, the places the Night Watchers can't protect, I will protect; the problems the Night Watchers can't solve, I will solve.

This is my New Ancient God Church!

This is I, Song Zhong!"

Not only Ye Fan, but all the Night Watchers were stunned by Song Zhong's words.

Deep down, they strongly resisted Song Zhong's words, but what he said was the truth.

They couldn't refute him at all.

Wang Mian looked at the land beneath his feet, wondering what he was thinking.

Lin Qi Ye also lowered his head; he was so overwhelmed by Song Zhong's Aura that he couldn't lift his head.

The only two not overwhelmed by this Aura were Zhou Ping and Memorial.

But although Zhou Ping appeared calm on the surface, he was thinking that if someone wrote Song Zhong's story into a novel for him to read, would he be able to find a way to Breakthrough the shackles of the God Realm?

And Memorial's eyes were sparkling.

Deep in her heart, a tiny figure raised its hands and cheered.

So cool, so cool!

Is this what true showing off is?

If there weren't so many people present, Memorial would have rushed up to ask for an autograph.

Song Zhong looked at the Night Watchers who had been overwhelmed by his Aura and said:

"To let them rot in the mist, or to let them return to their roots, Ye Fan, this multiple-choice question, you give the answer."

Ye Fan's heart sank.

He knew what Song Zhong meant.

If he chose to let the sacrificed Night Watchers go home, it would mean he was bowing to Song Zhong.

And his bowing would mean the Night Watchers bowing to the New Ancient God Church.

Which was more important, the reputation of the Night Watchers or the sacrificed people?

Ye Fan closed his eyes.

He thought of the high-ranking Night Watchers.

If they were to choose, they would definitely refuse Song Zhong, right?

After all, they valued their identity, status, and Face more.

The lives of the low-level Night Watchers had nothing to do with them.

But he was not them.

He was the Commander of the Great Xia Night Watchers.

I am Ye Fan.

He opened his eyes, and the previous confusion and loss completely disappeared.

Ye Fan unfastened his Star Blade from his waist and placed it on the ground.

"Ye Fan, Commander of the Great Xia Night Watchers, requests Song Zhong to bring the fallen warriors home!"

Silent sorrow spread among the Night Watchers.

Ye Fan, having shed his burden, also infected the other Night Watchers.

Tears dripped onto the land of Anta County.

Those who died were their comrades.

And these fallen people had not yet been mourned.

Faint sobs came from the Night Watcher ranks.

They were both brave warriors guarding Great Xia and ordinary people.

Stable order and a beautiful life are created and protected by ordinary people.

"Wang Mian of the Great Xia Night Watchers, Lin Qi Ye, Zhang Dejun, Li Tong..."

One by one, ordinary names echoed over Anta County.

"Please, Song Zhong, bring the fallen warriors home!"

Bits of Power Of Faith, like Firefly, floated from the tops of these people's heads and were completely absorbed by Song Zhong.

Of course, these lights of Faith could only be perceived by Song Zhong and Old Wang Mian.

"Hehehe! I have heard your prayers."

An invisible wind made Song Zhong's clothes flutter.

"Let me take you home!"

Terrifying Divine Might erupted like a geyser, and perhaps it was an illusion.

Everyone felt a tremor underfoot, and the direction of Anta County's drift seemed to be subtly changed by a large hand.

Outside the mist, chains of wind firmly bound Anta County.

It moved one step closer to the territory of Great Xia.

...

The Night Watchers had woken up the sleeping citizens, and with the efforts of Lin Qi Ye and others, the people of Anta County also knew what had happened.

They began to get busy, clearing the battlefield.

Corpse after corpse was neatly arranged in the square; they cleaned the bodies and found new clothes for them.

These citizens of Anta County expressed their gratitude with the most simple actions.

Ye Fan and Memorial walked to Song Zhong's side.

"Thank you," Ye Fan said.

"You're quite polite," Song Zhong quipped.

"But let me tell you upfront, I know you're eyeing Anta County."

Ye Fan sighed, "After returning to Great Xia, if you insist on taking Anta County, I will still stop you.

After all, I am the Commander of the Great Xia Night Watchers."

"Alright! It seems you've already accepted death, hehe."

Ye Fan shook his head and said nothing.

Memorial leaned in, "Hello, handsome! My name is..."

"I know, your name is Memorial, and your dad is Ji Qianming!"

Memorial instantly froze on the spot, the smile on her Face stiffening.