Wolf Fang Graveyard was an absolute forbidden area of Wolf Fang developed from a large wasteland behind Wolf Fang Base. There were countless tombstones here, burying the warriors who had died since the establishment of Wolf Fang. They might be famous or unknown, but no matter who they were, their names would be engraved on the largest tombstone in this graveyard after death. Not a single one was left out. The normal tombstones below that were uprooted recorded the most detailed and comprehensive life of their lives.
Every person's age, name, family, and life experiences were completely recorded. Every tombstone was densely inscribed with small characters. If one were to read through it, they would find that every single one of them was a story, a person's life.
This was Wolf Fang's forbidden area, and it recorded everything about Wolf Fang. It would also become Wolf Fang's history book.
The peerless graveyard of Wolf Fang had long been completed during the war. Su Xing, who had led a construction team to work hard day and night, had also invested his entire life into this graveyard.
At this moment, in the Wolf Fang Graveyard that no one had the authority to enter and exit at will, a group of people had arrived.
They wore black uniforms, the combat uniform of Wolf Fang's expedition. Their chests were printed with the emblem that represented the highest glory of the team. There were dozens of them, and more than half of them were either sitting in wheelchairs with broken legs or standing silently with broken arms.
These were all members of the Black Light team who had survived that catastrophe, members of Black Light who were severely injured or disabled!
Behind this group of people were the 30 Dark Edge members who had all reached rank-7 and caused a huge stir in Huaxia. Zhang Bohan and the Black and White Devil twins, as well as a few members who were seriously injured but not disabled, were also among them.
They stood together and arranged in the formation that Black Light was most familiar with. There were only a few of them, but they could not be ignored. All of them appeared here in the most cautious manner.
At the front of these people stood Jiang Lingruo.
She still had a huge silver scythe on her back, and she was still alone and proud. However, unlike the past few days, Jiang Lingruo was wearing the combat uniform of the Black Light team leader for the first time today.
Moreover, it was a combat uniform that was riddled with holes and covered in blood stains.
The bloodstains on the black cloth had long since dried up, turning into patches of strange colors, like flowers of slaughter that would only bloom in hell.
That was Xiao Kun's battle uniform. It was also the uniform that he had worn to his death in that catastrophe!
There were only a few dozen Dark Edge members left. At this moment, they arrived at the cemetery as soon as the Dark Edge members gathered and stood in front of the tombstones that buried the dead Dark Edge warriors.
Each of the hundreds of tombstones recorded the lives of the Black Edge warriors who had died. Reading through the densely packed stories, it was like experiencing it personally and tasting the three years since the outbreak of the apocalypse with them.
Extreme hot-bloodedness, extreme sorrow!
The tombstones of the members of the Dark Light Battle Team were all gathered together and were the closest to the Wolf Fang Tombstone. Not far away from them was the peerless tombstone that could rival the assessment stone wall!
The names of the dead members of the Black Ray Battle Team had been recorded in the most conspicuous position. Anyone who saw it would feel their hearts wrench in pain!
How did he die?
Died in battle!
Fought until the very last moment and died a glorious death!
Jiang Lingruo led all the members of Dark Edge and walked down from the first tombstone. She stopped in front of the tombstone of every dead Dark Edge member for a long time. At first, she did not know why Zhang Bohan was so forceful in making her wear Xiao Kun's combat uniform.
However, after reading the records on the first tombstone, she spent half a day silently reading the lives of all the Dark Edge warriors with all the members of the Dark Edge Battle Team. Only then did Jiang Linruo have a strange feeling.
In her less than 20 years of life, from being the captain of the Wolf Fang Reserve Team during the civilized era to being a vagabond in the apocalypse, she had never thought that she would feel emotional because of the dead.
She had always only cared about killing people and whether they should be killed or not.
However, at this moment, Jiang Lingruo's silence and the silence of all the members of the Dark Edge Battle Team evoked an extremely strange scene in this cemetery.
They did not communicate or speak. The dozens of people walked like mutes, paused, read the words on the tombstones in silence, walked again, paused again …
This repeated hundreds of times!
By the time they finished reading all the names on the tombstones, the sky was already dark. They arrived in front of the gigantic, peerless tombstone. Looking at the hundreds of names carved into it, Jiang Lingruo suddenly understood.
She touched her sleeve where there was still Xiao Kun's blood.
These were obviously hundreds of people who had nothing to do with her and she had never even seen them before. However, at this moment, Jiang Lingruo was extremely familiar with these people after reading their lives. She knew their experiences and was familiar with their style.
"This is the captain?
This is what Xiao Kun endured? "She muttered to herself and from the bottom of her heart, a different feeling toward Dark Edge emerged.
Zhang Bohan, who was standing behind Jiang Lingruo, glanced at her and then turned to look at the dozens of Dark Edge members beside him. From the beginning, Jiang Lingruo's appearance had indeed made them feel a strong sense of resistance. However, when Jiang Lingruo put on Xiao Kun's clothes and came here with them and paid such solemn respect to the dead Dark Edge soldiers, it was not only because Chu Han had personally handed over the position of captain, but more so because of their respect for Jiang Lingruo and their recognition of this new captain.
However, after they collectively spent an afternoon together and reminisced about the hundreds of people on the Yin and Yang sides, the relationship between Jiang Lingruo and the members of the Dark Edge Battle Team gradually changed from quantitative to qualitative. Something began to change.
Therefore, when Zhang Bohan looked at the rest of the members again, their expressions were no longer resistant. Instead, it was more like the calmness when Xiao Kun was alive, quiet, low-key, and reserved.
"Captain." Zhang Bohan spoke softly.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Lingruo subconsciously tilted her head as if she had been the captain of the Dark Edge Battle Team for many years and was extremely familiar with it.
Everyone was in a trance and vaguely realized that the reason they could stand here and accidentally let time pass for an afternoon was because Jiang Lingruo's style was too similar to Dark Edge's.
The same silence, the same extremes, and the same assassin!
There was a hint of a smile in Zhang Bohan's eyes. "It's time to go back and train."
Jiang Lingruo's mood paused for a moment and recovered from her panic. She turned and strode away. "There seems to be a group of people outside the cemetery. Let's go meet them."
Whoosh —
All the members of Dark Edge followed her footsteps. The wind and clouds surged!