dognovel Chapter 230: Wealth is distributed among the people, and a banquet is held for everyone.
Chapter 230: Wealth is distributed among the people, and a banquet is held for everyone.
The remains of bizarre creatures piled up like mountains and seas, were frozen, scorched by magma, and finally refined by the Samadhi Fire.
Black blood, golden engine oil, and broken limbs mingled together, emitting an indescribable pungent, sweet, and burnt stench.
Thousands of Chinese Awakened Ones who came to provide support stood in the center of this hellish ruin.
Exhausted, the man simply collapsed onto the sticky ice, his chest heaving violently, his breath tinged with blood.
No one spoke.
Everyone's gaze instinctively avoided the grotesque corpses and turned to the light shining through the cracks in the mountain of corpses.
That was the light of the equipment, the light of divine crystallization.
The light, flickering like a heartbeat, illuminated everyone's face in a kaleidoscope of colors.
Greed was firmly suppressed by reverence.
Every guild leader knows that a handful of fish caught in this sea could feed their guild for ten years.
But no one moved.
No one dared to touch a single finger.
Everyone looked up at the figures suspended in mid-air.
Especially Lu Yan, who was surrounded in the center.
"My legs... my legs seem to have grown into ice, Captain."
At the very front of the defensive line, the young shield guard tried to move, but found a tearing pain in his flesh coming from the sole of his boots.
To withstand that absolute zero temperature, his legs had long since frozen to the black ice beneath his feet.
The stubble-covered shield captain wasn't in much better shape. He slammed the edge of his shield against the ice and cursed, "If it grows a patch, consider it as taking root. Chinese men cannot fall."
Even as he said that, he himself swayed slightly.
The brothers around him were in similar situations.
Lu Yan's gaze swept across the area below.
He saw those young, tired faces, yet still standing tall with their backs straight.
I saw those shield guards who sacrificed their feet and calves to hold the line.
He didn't say anything.
Slowly raise your right hand, palm facing upward.
In his palm, the black disc representing nothingness and deconstruction began to rotate in reverse.
A massive black lotus phantom unfolded beneath his feet, its petals silently spreading out and instantly enveloping the entire southern sea area.
It's not for attacking, nor for defending.
Beneath the lotus shadows, the mountains of debris and impurities began to decompose.
There was no explosion, no sound.
The indestructible shells of higher-dimensional beings, their flesh and blood imbued with the laws of pollution, and their twisted metal skeletons were all erased under the law of nothingness, restoring them to the purest energy.
The nauseating fishy smell on the sea surface disappeared.
The colossal corpses that blotted out the sky vanished.
Only the most essential parts remain.
Thousands upon thousands of equipment orbs, skill books, and divine crystals of frighteningly high purity, radiating various colors of light, floated in mid-air like sifted gold dust.
The entire sea was as bright as day.
Everyone was stunned.
Lu Yan pressed down with one hand.
The thousands of streaks of light suspended in the air began to move.
It's raining.
An unbelievable rain of equipment.
Thousands of streaks of light pierced the sky, trailing long flames, but without making any sound.
They seemed to have eyes, as if they had been given life.
A ball of light containing an S-level defensive skill landed precisely between the eyebrows of the bearded shield guard captain.
A set of A+ grade fire mage gear transformed into a stream of light and merged into Old Li's body, repairing his staff that had cracked due to excessive use of mana.
The young shield guard, whose legs were frozen in the ice, felt a warm current envelop his legs, the ice melted, his wounds healed, and a brand new set of leg armor, imbued with the scent of the earth, was automatically put on.
Each streak of light flew precisely toward one of the awakened ones who were participating in the battle.
Not too much, not too little, impartial, and unbiased.
At this moment, there is no distinction between the military and civilians, nor between the size of guilds.
All those who have shed blood and risked their lives here will receive a reward.
Old Li, the guild leader of the Fire Mage Guild, looked at his new mage robe with lava patterns flowing around him, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.
The hundreds of guild leaders and top experts around him fell into an almost petrified silence.
All their calculations about the distribution of spoils and their considerations about interpersonal relationships were shattered by the dazzling display of light.
What a masterpiece!
What a magnificent spirit!
The next second, deafening cheers and suppressed sobs mingled together, piercing the sky.
"Hold!"
I don't know who shouted first, but it ignited everyone's emotions.
"I've never fought such a lavish battle in my entire life!"
"Ugh... I've had that crappy B-grade sword for eight years, and today I'm finally getting a new one..."
The bearded shield captain slammed his fist into his breastplate, making a dull thud.
His eyes reddened as he looked at his men, whose average equipment level had jumped from C to A.
He took a step forward.
Kneel on one knee.
The movements were heavy, yet incredibly resolute.
Behind him, hundreds upon hundreds of civilians were awakened. Those men who had just been cheering for the new equipment seemed to have received a silent command.
Splash!
Thousands of people knelt down on one knee in unison.
The steel knee slammed into the melting ice, splashing water everywhere.
No one spoke, only heavy breathing could be heard.
Finally, everyone's voices merged into one, a heartfelt, tearing shout.
"Thank you, God Lu, for your gift!"
"Thank you, God Lu, for your gift!"
The sounds converged into a torrent, swirling over the sea area that had just experienced a bloody battle, lingering for a long time.
In the world of awakened Chinese, the military leadership are the managers and decision-makers.
But from this day forward, the name Lu Yan will be a monument.
The roar of the engine grew louder as it approached.
Dozens of heavy transport planes painted with Chinese dragon patterns broke through the clouds and hovered steadily over the sea.
The door of the lead transport plane opened, and Qin Wangshan strode down the gangway, followed by a large number of Dragon Guards and logistics personnel.
He originally came to clean up the mess and prepare to appease and coordinate the complex relationships between the local associations.
But what he saw was an empty sea and thousands of civilians kneeling on one knee, returning home laden with their spoils.
And those beams of light of various colors that shot into the sky, representing high-level equipment.
Qin Wangshan was stunned.
He had imagined a hundred postwar scenarios, but none of them were like the one before him.
He looked at Lu Yan, at this young man who had single-handedly created the miracle before him, his eyes filled with an extremely complex expression.
Shocked, gratified, and with a touch of awe at the potential of the younger generation.
He walked up to Lu Yan, didn't say anything polite, but simply raised his hand and patted Lu Yan's shoulder heavily.
That hand was very strong.
"Good lad."
Qin Wangshan surveyed the civilian forces below, whose morale was high and whose equipment was brand new.
"Wealth should be distributed among the people."
"This is the true shield of a great power."