The Spell's Range Covers the Entire Territory of China? Hand It Over to the Nation

56: The Fifth Hall of HeroesInside Meeting Room No. 1.

Everyone maintained their original posture, either stunned or dazed, staring at the young man standing in front of the holographic sand table.

”All members return to the team?”

These four words weighed a thousand catties, leaving everyone dizzy.

Long Yi’s fingers were still trembling slightly: ”Comrade Su Yun, is this... is this really possible? Those are over three thousand human lives, not a set of data.”

Although Su Yun had created countless miracles since his Awakening, the matter of bringing the dead back to life still challenged everyone’s cognitive limits.

”For materialists, when a person dies, it’s like a lamp going out; the cessation of bodily functions is the end.”

Su Yun’s tone was steady, even carrying a touch of casual ease.

”But for the Nation-Guarding Shaman, death is just the starting point of another journey. And on this land of Dragon Summer, spanning 9.6 million square kilometers, death is never the end. As long as I don’t nod, the Life and Death Book of King Yama is just scrap paper here.”

Before he finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand.

Palm facing up, five fingers slightly spread.

”Snap.”

A crisp snapping sound.

Without any warning, the constant lighting in the meeting room suddenly dimmed. Immediately after, a totem pole that had never been seen before abruptly shattered the Void Realm and crashed into the center of the sand table with a boom.

It was not the emerald green symbolizing life, nor the crimson red symbolizing the flames of war.

It was a giant pillar, jet-black throughout. This black was as deep as the end of the Universe, pure enough to not contain any Impurities. On the pillar’s body, there were no fancy or complicated patterns, only countless dark golden runes slowly swimming.

The runes were like a flowing galaxy in the night sky, or perhaps the manifestation of some ancient contract. Each flicker was accompanied by a low hum, as if it were the heartbeat from deep within the earth.

A sense of vast majesty, originating from the netherworld yet without a hint of gloom, instantly filled the entire space. Under this pressure, even Long Yi, who held a high position, felt a shudder from the depths of his Soul—that was an instinctive awe for some higher rule.

In Su Yun’s mind, the System’s notification sound scrolled like a waterfall.

[Detecting that the host is releasing a skill...]

[Judging...]

(Please check the comment section for skill details)

As the System notification sound faded, the jet-black totem pole shook violently.

”Hum—”

A visible golden ripple centered on the totem pole instantly rippled outward. The dark golden runes that were originally slowly swimming on the pillar seemed to come alive, turning into countless golden threads that shot into the sky like swimming dragons.

These golden threads instantly penetrated the thick walls of the meeting room, ignoring the distance of space, like a meteor shower flowing upstream, shooting towards the distant southwest border, towards the land once soaked with hot blood and now being washed by a torrential rain.

Su Yun lowered his hand, picked up his thermos cup again, and gently blew on the floating wolfberries.

”In this country, I said it: whether the Ghost Gate can open, it’s not up to King Yama, it’s up to me.”

...

Southwest border, Boundary Marker No. 77.

The rain was still falling, and the world was vast and misty.

This rain was no longer the violent black rain that was going to wash away all the sins of the world earlier. It became a drizzle, winding along the scorched black earth, as if it were whispering and sobbing for this devastated land. Beside the boundary marker, the smoke of gunpowder had not yet dispersed, mixed with the smell of mud and blood, choking people until their chests felt tight.

Li Two Ox knelt in a puddle of mud, his knees long since numb from being soaked in cold muddy water. His large hands, full of calluses and scars, gripped the edge of the stretcher tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

”Company Commander... Company Commander, wake up.”

Li Two Ox’s voice was already hoarse, yet he continued to chatter tirelessly: ”Didn’t we agree? The battle is over, you were going to take me back to my hometown to eat authentic mutton hot pot, you were going to let me eat good food and drink good drinks. But you ended up lying down yourself, what kind of thing is this?”

He wiped the rain and tears from his face indiscriminately, sobbing and shouting: ”If your mother asks later, what do you want me to say? Huh? Where do you want me, Li Two Ox, to put this face!”

The deputy squad leader, Old Li, next to him couldn’t bear it any longer. This man, who shed blood but not tears on the battlefield, now had red eyes as he walked over, trying to pull the stubborn fool up.

”Two Ox, stop howling! Let the Company Commander... go quietly.” Old Li’s voice was trembling; he turned his head away, not daring to look at the red flag soaked in blood on the stretcher.

”I won’t!” Li Two Ox violently shook off Old Li’s hand, snot and tears covering his face, ”The Company Commander isn’t dead! Look, it’s still warm under this flag! He’s just too tired, sleeping for a while!”

Old Li let out a long sigh, not knowing how to persuade him.

Just at this moment of extreme grief.

Above the sky, the thick lead-gray dark clouds, which seemed as if they would never disperse, split open without any warning.

It was a very thin golden line, yet it possessed a sharpness that pierced the firmament. The originally gloomy and oppressive sky was forcibly torn apart by this strong light in an instant.

Immediately after, the rain stopped.

No, to be precise, the color of the rain changed.

The originally turbid and cold raindrops, as if dyed by some power in mid-air, actually turned into dots of light emitting a soft golden glow.

Golden rain filled the sky, falling abundantly.

This scene was too beautiful, so beautiful that it didn’t seem like the human world, but rather like an auspicious sign when a Saint descends in myths and legends.

A Mu, who was kowtowing, was stunned; the refugees next to him were stunned; even the few soldiers who were preparing to forcibly drag Li Two Ox away stood there dumbfounded.

”What... what is this?” Li Two Ox wiped his blurred teary eyes and foolishly reached out to catch a drop of ”golden rain” that fell.

The light spot landed on his palm; there was no feeling of wetness, only a warm current that instantly drilled into his body along the lines of his palm. His originally frozen and stiff limbs instantly felt warm.

The next second, a scene that he would never forget in his life happened.

On the stretcher, the red flag that was originally tightly attached to the corpse with a shriveled outline suddenly seemed to be inflated and slowly bulged up.

Countless golden light spots between heaven and earth seemed to be attracted by a magnet, crazily converging towards the broken body on the stretcher.

”Click... crack...”

A sound of bone friction, teeth-aching yet full of vitality, sounded. The originally broken bones were reorganizing, and the torn muscles were rapidly regenerating under the filling of the golden light. The golden energy flowed like liquid gold, beginning to outline a burly human silhouette again.

However, this was no longer a mortal fleshly body.

It was a translucent energy body with dark golden light flowing throughout its entire body.

First, the large feet that had worn out the rubber shoes, then the sturdy torso, and finally the big head that everyone was too familiar with, always wearing his hat crookedly.

”Hoo—!!!”

The figure on the stretcher sat up abruptly, letting out an extremely loud gasp, just like a person who had been drowning for too long, finally breaking out of the water and embracing the air again.

Zhao Tiezhu opened his eyes blankly, his vision still a bit blurry.

He subconsciously reached out to touch his chest, where the Glory Grenade, which had already had its pin pulled and was ready for mutual destruction, should have been hanging. But now, what his fingers touched was a piece of hard and slightly cool armor.

He looked down and his pupils contracted.

On his body, he was actually wearing a set of dark golden armor he had never seen before. The style of the armor was ancient and majestic, the shoulder guards roared like tiger heads, and there were faint flowing cloud patterns on the breastplate, looking expensive and compelling, definitely not an ordinary item.

”Damn... where am I?”

Zhao Tiezhu shook his head hard, his memory still stuck at the moment of extreme pain when he was pierced through the chest by the tentacles of the S-level monster, ”Is the treatment in King Yama’s palace so good now? Do they even issue new equipment after death?”

He turned his head, and his gaze just happened to meet a pair of eyes that were swollen from crying like rotten peaches.

”Two... Two Ox?” Zhao Tiezhu was stunned for a moment, and then an unnamed fire arose. He raised his hand and gave him a flick on the forehead, ”Why did you little brat come down too? Didn’t I tell you guys to take the refugees and run! I told you to run and you didn’t run, didn’t my life go to waste!”

”Clang—!”

This finger tapped on Li Two Ox’s forehead, actually making a crisp sound like gold and iron clashing, as if striking a bronze bell.

Li Two Ox didn’t cry out in pain.

He just opened his mouth wide, his chin almost dropping to the ground, staring blankly at the Company Commander in front of him who was translucent, glowing all over with golden light, suspended in mid-air, yet still maintaining that bad temper.

Then, he tremblingly reached out his hand, wanting to touch but not daring to: ”Company... Company Commander? Are you human or a ghost?”

”Nonsense! Of course I am...” Zhao Tiezhu just wanted to scold someone, but the words got stuck in his throat.

He raised his hands and placed them in front of his eyes. Those were palms made entirely of golden energy, with distinct knuckles, yet transparent like jade. Through the palms, he could even vaguely see the dark crowd of people in front.

He looked down at the stretcher again.

On the stretcher, the broken corpse was still lying quietly, covered by the red flag; that was his Physical Body.

Then, who was sitting here now?