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Chapter 580, A Fair Death
The surviving soldiers.

The City of Hope has never given up.

"Sponsorship, job placement, care and recognition at various times, and honors."

None of these were missed.

Of course, that's what the above means.

It means Xiao Yang.

However, some problems arose during implementation.

Xiao Yang didn't create an ideal world all at once.

The city of hope is thriving, but in private, in the corners, darkness and greed still linger in the shadows.

There was nothing Xiao Yang could do about this.

Or.

In this decaying land, this is the normal state of affairs.

Rising desires can easily glimpse that abyss.

The person assigned to the post of beneficiary was once a warrior who dared to roar at the evil god's followers on the battlefield.

Even the first members of the Salvation Army.

He was also among the first Salvation Army members to be forced to retire due to disability.

That was during the Great Crusade against Blackrock City.

Conditions were much harsher back then than they are now.

Every step is death.

On the vast wilderness, the still somewhat green savior waved his arms and told them, word by word.

"For hope!"

Ever since.

People gathered in dense crowds, armed with makeshift weapons.

There were no magic-powered rifles, and not many mages following them.

There were also no elite battle groups sent to support the displaced.

All that remains are the roars of those who have just stood up.

That great expedition left a deep impression on Xiao Yang, which is why, even today, he continues to deny that he was superior and saved everything.

"They are saving themselves."

However, it was precisely because of that inexplicable feeling about that expedition.

That's why Xiao Yang remained even more silent when he learned about this.

They survived those arduous expeditions.

Xiao Yang didn't believe that he looked like that back then.

But now, look at what that former soldier has become.

He still remembers.

After the expedition ended.

Xiao Yang flipped through the file that had been left behind.

The reasons for his retirement and his disability.

"To save his companions."

He lost an arm.

just now.

"He became quite well-off, bought a house, and lived in the center of Hope City, right next to the office building of the United City Management Committee."

"That lost arm."

He was fitted with a new prosthetic limb.

It is entirely made of magic gold coins.

This one prosthetic limb alone is enough to operate an entire magic power factory.

Xiao Yang is not against acquiring wealth, nor is he against greed.

Greed is actually a very neutral desire.

Some righteous gods consider this an unforgivable original sin.

But Xiao Yang didn't think so.

He had been dealing with the desire for greed for a long time.

To some extent, it can indeed push people into an endless abyss, but to stride forward, one must also ignite greed.

Perhaps it's Xiao Yang's own abnormality.

"Greed for tomorrow, greed for power, greed for the unchanging."

"Therefore, we resist stagnation, pursue our power without pause, and strike hard against anything that will make things worse."

Like a fish that, once hooked, will never let go, even in death.

But obviously.

Not everyone has his level of awareness and twisted perspective.

"Perhaps he had his own difficulties?"

"The sense of loss after becoming disabled? The physical pain? The psychological trauma left by that great expedition?"

or.

"Bewitched by an evil god? Their minds distorted by the world?"

These all seem understandable.

These are the reasons Xiao Yang found for him.

Perhaps Xiao Yang himself didn't realize that he actually cared a lot about those who had shown him the brilliance of humanity.

It's just a shame.

These reasons he came up with for himself failed to convince Xiao Yang.

In any case, in any case, at least it shouldn't be done to these soldiers who also retired from the Salvation Army.

That day.

Xiao Yang appeared in his room.

Quietly, no one noticed.

He also got married.

He has a fairly beautiful wife and two young children.

The child ran happily in the spacious living room.

He was shouting it out.

"Die, monster!" "Ah! I'm dead!"

"It's my turn, it's my turn, it's my turn to be a Salvation Army soldier!"

No one noticed Xiao Yang's arrival.

"Alright, alright, Dad will be back soon. Go pray, and then we can eat."

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Hearing such words.

The two little ones stopped what they were doing.

"A great hero who brings hope!"

Xiao Yang, who had been sitting upright on the sofa without making any movement since he appeared in the room, slightly turned his head at this moment.

He looked at the two little ones.

And it was at this very moment.

Amidst that creaking sound.

A middle-aged man, so plump that his eyes were reduced to slits, walked in.

The smile on his face suddenly froze.

His gaze was fixed on the mysterious figure in the room.

My body began to tremble involuntarily.

Meanwhile, the beautiful woman called out to him.

"time to eat."

On the other side, seeing their father return, the two little ones stopped praying.

Just this time.

"You go back first!"

"Where to go?"

"Go back! Go back to your room!"

"What's wrong? Can't we talk about this after we finish eating?"

"Hurry! Go back quickly!"

It was almost a roar.

As it roared, clusters of crystalline minerals continued to emerge from its skin.

The earliest inhabitants of the City of Hope were mostly survivors, their bodies bearing various permanent signs of erosion.

At that moment, the woman and the children were all terrified.

"Okay, I'm going back!"

Only two people remained in the hall.

In most cases, Xiao Yang behaved very calmly, especially when he wasn't wearing his armor, like a recent college graduate or a lazy cat.

Of course, if you use aura observation, detection, or mental energy to examine him, the situation will be different.

And recently.

Perhaps it's because the soul is constantly being exploited.

His face still carried a hint of unconcealed bitterness.

"Like a salted fish, it looks like it has a miserable life."

However, this feeling depends on the situation.

"Although he is still just a legend, he is indeed a great man."

This description may seem contradictory, but it is absolutely true.

Especially at this moment, when he was radiating anger.

He turned his face away, his expression completely blank.

Calm, indifferent.

He didn't say a word.

But at this moment, this retired Salvation Army soldier, a high-ranking official in the City of Hope, was once a hero recognized by Xiao Yang.

Body shaking.

It remained completely still.

Lower your head.

His breathing was labored.

He seemed to understand why Xiao Yang was here.

Yes, that's something we should understand.

Xiao Yang was the first to break the silence, standing up from the sofa.

That's all there is to it.

One strike, just one strike, and this former soldier was gone.

With a thud, she knelt down in front of Xiao Yang.

He has the right.

Xiao Yang gave these surviving soldiers, these heroes, the right to not have to bow down even when they see Lena, the city manager.

but now.

He fell heavily to his knees on the ground.

A hint of disappointment appeared in Xiao Yang's eyes.

"Are you ready?"

He asked in a low voice.

Fortunately.

Even in his depravity and corruption, a trace of his former self was ultimately preserved.

There was no hysteria, no wailing in fear, no frantic biting and grabbing.

Although the voice trembled.

"Do it, get ready!"

"That's good."

A jet-black giant axe appeared in Xiao Yang's hand.

Raise it high.

"Death is the fairest thing."

(End of this chapter)