My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start-Chapter 533 - The Heroes Who Died Here

Chapter 533 - The Heroes Who Died Here

Outside the fortress city was an endless primeval forest. At that moment, an ample empty space had opened up in the primeval forest, and in the empty space were some tombstones.

King Landhar III led a group of generals from the fortress city to pay their respects at the tombstones.

Fawkes wiped the tears from his face and kowtowed twice in front of a tombstone. "This tombstone is for the strongest person in the city, Sinbad. He could have left before the city was breached, but in order to save the children, he had chosen to stay! The boy he saved is my son. It's a pity that my wife was brutally killed in that war. D*mn the elves, I must make them pay!"

"The person buried in the tomb is a generous and wealthy businessman. Typically, he donates his family's extra assets to persons in need in the city. He has assisted a large number of individuals in the fortress city."

"The person sleeping here is my wife. She has always been a wonderful wife. I was too busy with work to see her, yet she never complained! Not only that, but she would cook dinner for me every night when I got home. Just yesterday, she said that she would take the children and me to hunt in the forest to relax when I was not busy. Who would have thought that the disaster would come so quickly?"

Watson could still see the anguish on Fawkes' and several of the generals' faces from a distance. Some of the tombstones were inscribed with phrases to indicate their identity. Some did not have a name and had a message that wished for the heroes that died there to rest in peace.

Those folks had all played a role in the previous elven invasion. They were well aware that the elven army was unbeatable and that the elves were immortals, but not a single one of them escaped. At the end of the war, there were thousands of tombstones of various sizes.

Watson hurried to the tombstones and stood behind King Landhar III, bowing to the tombstones in front of him.

"Are you here to pay your respects, Watson?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Examine the tombstones carefully. They are all admirable beings, even if they are not as powerful as you." King Landhar III sighed and motioned with his hand. "The Holy Dragon Kingdom's strength stems from the selfless dedication of its people. Our people are courageous and selfless! I will compensate the relatives of those people with 10,000 gold coins. In addition, I will send someone to write those people's stories into history books. I will go ahead and set it up. Check to see if anyone remembers what those folks did when they were alive. I would like to hear as many specifics as possible."

"Yes, Your Majesty. I am really grateful. "

Fawkes bowed his head quickly and thanked him. Aside from the monetary incentive of 10,000 gold pieces, it was truly an honor to be immortalized in the annals of history. Many generals were sacrificed in battle in ancient times, but only a few were recorded in history. King Landhar III's acts at the time showed profound regard for those who had died.

Watson examined the side profile of King Landhar III. King Landhar III's demeanor was a little uncomfortable when he said it. He could not tell if King Landhar III was truly weeping for the dead or if he was using that way to get the gratitude of family members and secure his position.

Watson did not care what King Landhar III thought because he had something he needed to do here as well.

"Lord Fawkes, wait a moment. If you want to obtain information, instead of traveling to the city and asking about the dead's acquaintances, why not ask the dead themselves?"

"What do you mean, Your Highness Watson?"

Fawkes came to a halt, frowning. He was about to depart and inform everyone about King Landhar III's resolve to make the city's inhabitants happy when he was stopped by Watson, which irritated him.

If Watson had contacted him for something essential, he would not have ignored him. However, Watson had stated that he should question the dead, which was extremely insulting. In order to save the residents of the city, Watson had dealt with all of the Marionette poison on his own, and he was a little relieved that he had feigned not to see Watson's preaching in the city.

However, not long after that, Watson's expression changed. Did he think that he could take credit for curing the people in the city? Was that what Watson was really like?

Watson could guess Fawkes' thoughts based on his looks. He spoke quietly, "It is insignificant. I only think those folks were killed for no reason. It is just heartbreaking. Rather than burying them as cold corpses, I can resurrect them and reunite them with their family! But Lord Fawkes appears to be quite upset with my conduct. Why don't we let it go?"

"What did you say, Your Highness Watson? Do you have the ability to bring the dead back to life?"

"That's right."

Watson nodded as he faced Fawkes, who was in shock and had his eyes wide open.

Fawkes would not believe it if he had just met Watson. He had already seen Watson's cure for the Marionette poison. Even after learning that he was the kingdom's strongest genius, he still refused to believe it.

"How is it possible to resurrect the dead? It is something I had never heard of."

"Only necromancers have had some comprehension of the resurrection of the dead since ancient times. However, the resurrection spell they cast can only allow the corpse to move. It is a cloaked evil spell used to manipulate the corpse. Are you referring to the same type of demonic spell?"

It was not just Fawkes. Even the noblemen and ministers in the fortress cities were discussing it animatedly. Their words were filled with distrust.

"I am merely doing it out of goodwill. If you do not believe me, forget about it." Watson turned to go, waving his hand. Fawkes abruptly stopped him.

"Please wait a moment, Your Highness Watson. You claimed to be able to resurrect the dead. It is the first time we have seen anything like it. Please try to understand. I am wondering if you could do a test. The strongest person in the city is buried here. He had paid the price for the conflict. We should revive him first. If you can do it, then let him be the first."

"Sure, I'll give it a try."

Watson reached out and pressed on his chest. The race chess piece immediately emitted light, and the outline of a chess piece that emitted starlight appeared outside his chest.

"Human Creation."