Chapter 1328: Chapter 347: Blind Box Zone, Insect Turns Dragon_4

"Senior, awe-inspiring!"

Seeing these words, Li Zheng couldn’t help but give a thumbs-up in his heart.

Earlier, when he unsheathed his sword to reveal the remains, he felt guilty for disturbing the senior’s body, never expecting that it was actually the great enemy the senior had slain.

And this blood-stained stone was not a tombstone, but a battle monument.

The dying Reversed Tide Veteran did not carve an epitaph for himself; instead, in his final moments, he used all his remaining strength to press the enemy’s head onto the stone, engraving his battle achievement.

One could imagine the exhilaration in the senior’s heart before dying.

Only the remains of the senior, which should have been lying near the stone, were now long gone.

It was most likely possessed by the Evil Gu Worm.

Beneath these words were many densely packed writings, but most had already become blurred.

Li Zheng put away the broken sword and continued to inspect other stones.

These monuments, without exception, were all battle monuments.

"In fierce battle against the Nine Compassion Warriors, exchanged broken blade for fist, killed six, left three injured and fleeing."

"Pierced by seventeen arrows, used the arrow shaft as a spear, nailed the enemy’s head to the stone."

"With abdomen open and intestines spilling, used intestines as a rope to strangle the enemy’s head... "

...

Every inscription on the monument surged with War Intent, every stroke carried dried blood energy.

Li Zheng took a deep breath.

He imagined the scene from that time.

Clearly, the senior had left the Battle Formation, fighting alone outside.

Yet he did not abandon the fight.

He roamed alone at the edge of the battlefield, continually slaying powerful enemies. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

During this, he was severely injured several times, and recuperated here, then plunged back into combat.

This place was not the resting ground of the dead, but the monument of the victorious.

That’s what was most awe-inspiring about the Reverse Tide Army.

Why do warriors need a tombstone, when their names will only be carved into the enemy’s fear?

Their past lives will only be written upon the keen edge of the Sword’s blade.

Just as the Magic Shield Instructor said.

A true warrior does not need a square stone to prove his existence.

Their monument is the crack on the enemy’s bone, the undying embers on the battle flag, the voice in the heart of those who follow, who march along the bloody road they have carved, with the thought of "the formidable prestige of the past warriors."

This is the most glorious moment in the eyes of the Reverse Tide Warrior.

To let their successors be proud of them, which was the lifelong goal pursued by his good brother Ghost Pupil and other trainees.

Li Zheng’s gaze swept across the last stone monument, on which there were only four words:

"Here, bury the enemy!"

The brush strokes were like a Sword, exuding killing intent.

To set a monument for the enemy, treating battle as a sacrifice, this is the spirit of the Reverse Tide Warrior.

Li Zheng took out the Spiritual Wine from the Space Bag, stepped back a few paces, and stood firm.

"Senior, junior Li Zheng presents his respects." He unscrewed the cap, speaking loudly to the layer of bones at his feet.

Then he poured the Spiritual Wine onto the ground.

As Li Zheng prepared to turn and leave, he suddenly heard rustling sounds behind him.

Looking back, he saw three sewn bodies controlled by the Evil Gu Worm rushing towards him at incredible Speed.

Their eye sockets glowed with a ghostly green light, gripping tattered weapons, and the foremost skeleton had the Reverse Tide Army’s Identity Card hanging from its neck.

Influenced by the senior’s heroic deeds, a strong War Intent surged in Li Zheng’s heart.

His fists slowly clenched, Gang Qi flowed outward, dispersing in ripples beneath his feet, like blossoming flowers.

Before the sewn bodies could pounce close, his figure shot out like an arrow leaving the bowstring.

The ripples of Gang Qi beneath his feet instantly solidified, forcefully creating a crater several meters in diameter on the ground.

The foremost sewn body, hanging with Identity Card, just raised the broken blade, when Li Zheng had already closed in.

His left hand directly grasped the opponent’s bone arm wielding a War Blade, his Right Hand formed a fist, the fist wind carrying Gang Qi tore through the air.

Crack!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bone breaking, the fist smashed into the sewn body’s eye socket, causing the entire skull to cave inward,

Bone fragments mixed with dark red insect pulp splattered, the Identity Card on its neck was jolted off the string and flew out.

Li Zheng caught the Identity Card with a reverse hand grip, placing it into the Space Bag.

The living is gone, but the Identity Card can be taken back to the Reverse Tide Army, and a symbolic grave built for him.

In the next moment, the Gang Qi on his fist suddenly activated, Li Zheng’s body sank down naturally, his Right Arm pressing down like a mountain.

Crushing the sewn body’s spine segment by segment from tailbone to neck.

On the other side, a sewn body stabbed with a Rusted Spear.

Li Zheng did not dodge, using Gang Qi as a Shield, causing the spearhead to pause before him by an inch.

His Left Arm swept like an iron whip, striking directly onto the opponent’s chest Bone Armor.

With a muffled "boom," the Bone Armor shattered.

He reached to grab the opponent’s rib gap, exerted his Barbaric Force with both hands, and violently tore the sewn body in half.

Line-shaped insect swarms gushed from the fractures, but before they could land, they were burned into Ash by the rapidly expanding Gang Qi around Li Zheng.

The last sewn body was the fiercest, lunging with a thick Shield two meters long.

Li Zheng charged at the rocky surface, both fists striking out, Gang Qi condensing into crimson light on his fists.

At the instant of the collision between fist and shield, the Shield surprisingly withstood his Gang Qi release.

But Li Zheng’s offensive did not stop, his fists moving so fast they became shadows.

The sturdy Shield gradually broke apart under Li Zheng’s Frenzied Strength, fragments mixed with fist power fell upon the sewn body, sending it flying backward.

Before it could land, Li Zheng had already pursued it, stepping onto its chest cavity.

The sewn body was still struggling, clawing towards his ankle with bloody claws.

Li Zheng suddenly leaned forward, pinning its skull with one hand, while the other hand grasped the Bone Spike on its back, tugging forcefully.