Playing a DPS Role with Absolute Defense-Chapter 283 - 281: Die, All of You!

"Alas!"

A sigh sounded, and the figure of Gongsun Mu slowly appeared nearby.

He slowly approached and lifted Tu Hongwu’s corpse, murmuring softly, "I didn’t expect you, old guy, to go before me. You’ve been calling me old man for so many years; who knew I would outlast you!"

Gongsun Mu carried Tu Hongwu’s body and slowly walked down the mountain. In this moment, his already aged body seemed even older.

Although Gongsun Mu knew that everything before him was fake, at this moment he immersed himself in the role.

Su Yu was still standing there dazed, until Bai Yuanhao’s figure appeared beside her and she slowly came back to her senses.

Bai Yuanhao took out a set of white mourning clothes, handed them to Su Yu, and slowly said:

"Do you know why Marshal Tu wanted to leave his final moments to you?"

Su Yu took the mourning clothes and shook her head blankly, indicating she didn’t know.

"After Marshal Tu’s departure, your brother will become the king of the entire Human Race. In the future, no one will be able to restrain him, and no one will be able to control him. You are his only relative.

Your brother’s personality is actually quite good, of course, if it were only as a warrior or a War God, that would be true.

But to become the king of the Human Race, it’s clearly not enough. Do you understand?"

Su Yu nodded blankly. For some reason, her understanding of Marshal Tu gradually became clearer in her mind.

Although she knew that Tu Hongwu had used her, and perhaps even his previous kind demeanor was an act specially put on by Marshal Tu.

But, so what!

A person who, even at that time, still considered the Human Race—how could one bear to hate him!

His life truly exemplified exhausting every effort for the Human Race.

"Alright, put on the mourning attire. Your brother hasn’t returned yet. You wearing it will count as mourning on his behalf."

Upon hearing this, Su Yu slowly put on the white mourning clothes.

At the same time, the sound of lamentation music echoed in the sky, and one hundred and six Divine Level experts appeared in unison, all in mourning garments draped in white, their heads covered with mourning cloths.

A giant coffin was escorted to the center by them, and Gongsun Mu carried Tu Hongwu’s body one step at a time towards the sky.

Finally, when he reached the massive coffin, he adjusted the clothing on Tu Hongwu one last time. The surrounding Divine Level experts slowly opened the coffin, and Gongsun Mu took one last look at his old comrade before placing him inside.

Meanwhile, obituaries were being broadcast through media and on the large plaza screens.

[Obituary: Marshal Tu Hongwu permanently left us today at 6:13 PM. Let us honor this War God who dedicated his life to the Human Race with a heavy heart. All flags are at half-mast, and we observe three minutes of silence.]

Dong, dong, dong

The mournful music resounded through heaven and earth, majestic and grand, but what lay within was mostly sadness.

At the news, every household donned white, everyone wearing mourning white, all mourning the War God who battled all his life for the Human Race.

Countless veterans wept, crying out to the heavens about the injustice.

The one hundred and six Divine Level experts lifted Tu Hongwu’s coffin to let him see the beautiful landscape of Earth one more time.

It was the place he had protected his entire life, but most of his time was spent in the universe, on the battlefield, in the Three-Eyed Realm, with little time to return.

This time, he had returned, never to leave again.

On the ground, countless people knelt down as they gazed at the massive coffin in the sky.

"Marshal Tu’s merits and virtues are complete!"

"Marshal Tu, eternally!"

"Farewell, Marshal Tu!"

Watching this scene, Bai Yuanhao couldn’t help but be moved. Tu Hongwu’s prestige among the people wasn’t particularly high.

Among the three War Gods, he himself was the youngest, and also the most handsome, attracting a large number of young admirers, which he was aware of.

Then there was Chu Tian, as the Extreme Martial God, he was the strongest in combat power among the three War Gods, and his actions were always swift and decisive. He was also greatly favored by the current young generation, being their idol.

As for Tu Hongwu, he had always been behind the scenes. Although he held the position of Grand Marshal of the Army, to the populace he felt the least tangible.

Unless there was a war, ordinary people might not even remember that there was such a War God.

Of course, within the military, Tu Hongwu’s prestige could claim second place, and no one dared claim first, which was indeed true.

Watching this scene, Bai Yuanhao couldn’t help but ponder, wondering if after his death... pshaw pshaw pshaw, what was he even thinking!

That bastard Tu Hongwu, pulling off this ruse to deceive his disciple, almost dragged his own emotions into it.

Go ahead and deceive now, but when your disciple finds out, let’s see how you end this!

Su Yu followed Bai Yuanhao’s steps closely, walking behind Tu Hongwu’s massive coffin.

Seeing the entire world in white, the people dispatching him off in mourning attire only deepened her sadness.

Li Yuanhao and Li Yuanting, the two sisters, were also brought over by Bai Yuanhao, following beside Su Yu.

The two little ones, dressed in white mourning clothes, stood on either side of Su Yu, holding her small hands. No one spoke a word.

As the coffin passed, the people wept and wailed, while the mournful music echoed everywhere. When the last glimmering light in the sky disappeared, the one hundred and six Divine Level experts had also taken Tu Hongwu’s body around Earth’s beautiful landscapes once more.

At this moment, a notice suddenly flashed before Bai Yuanhao’s eyes.

Su Yu and the Li Yuanhao sisters turned their heads to look over.

Bai Yuanhao hesitated for a moment but eventually connected with Su Mo’s call.

Even before Bai Yuanhao could speak, Su Mo’s excited voice came through: "White War God, I’m back. I’ve returned to the Yanhuang Star Realm as per your request. Hurry and come get me, I’ll hand over the medicine now... why are you all wearing such clothes?"

Su Mo had only begun his words when he noticed his sister and Li Yuanhao not far from Bai Yuanhao.

He saw these three, one adult and two children, all wearing white mourning attire, their faces full of sorrow.

Meanwhile, the massive mournful music continued in the world, leaving Su Mo in a daze.

At that moment, he felt as if a heavy hammer had struck his head with force.

Standing there, he remained silent for a long time, unable to return to his senses.

Bai Yuanhao slowly turned his head to one side, unwilling to meet Su Mo’s eyes, and said with a tinge of sorrow, "You came back late, half an hour too late."

At this, Su Mo, already feeling as though his mind had been struck with a hammer, staggered heavily.

He had returned too late!

His master was gone!

Only half an hour late!!!

Just half an hour!!!

Why couldn’t he have been faster!!!

If only he had been a little faster, just a little, he could have made it in time!

His master wouldn’t have had to die, why!!!

It was all because of those things. If they hadn’t knocked him out of the space channel, he would have been able to make it back then!

Damn them!!!

They truly deserve to die!!!

At this moment, Su Mo’s eyes turned red as he roared in fury towards the void: "Ah!!! Everyone, die!!!"

[Boom!]

With a roar, the whole void exploded in an instant, deep and layered spatial cracks spreading continuously, the terrifying void turbulence destroying everything.