Playing a DPS Role with Absolute Defense-Chapter 286 - 284: Kneel Down and Kowtow!

[Woo~~~]

[Woo~~~]

[Woo~~~]

Unlike others’ funerals, where suonas are played, here at Marshal Tu’s funeral, it is the horn that is blown!

The sound of war drums is heard!

It seems to tell the world that Tu Hongwu is not gone, he’s just gone to another world to fight!

His will, everything about him will be inherited by someone!

And that person is Su Mo!

This is also the reason why Su Mo is doing this!

Even though Tu Hongwu approves of Su Mo’s actions, he even thinks that if he really dies someday, he would want something like this.

He now almost wishes to really die once.

He’s somewhat comforted by this, but Old Long is genuinely worried now!

"No, big brother, you need to think of a way, your apprentice really carried your coffin off Earth!"

Tu Hongwu: "What can I do now? My apprentice is currently upset, and no matter what anyone says, it won’t help unless he releases his anger.

Not to mention me, even if his sister says it, he might not listen."

"Then what should I do?"

"Don’t worry, let my apprentice carry my coffin around the universe for a while, and he will gradually come to understand."

"He might understand, but I’m afraid our Dragon Race will be wiped out!"

"It won’t happen, I’m still here, and no matter what, you saved my life. If worst comes to worst, I’ll step in."

Though he said this, Tu Hongwu was also calculating in his heart, wondering whether giving his life, which he had already died once, for the Dragon Race was worth it.

What can the Dragon Race bring to the Human Race?

In the starry sky, a long procession slowly advanced, led by Su Mo, Su Yu, Li Yuanhao, and Li Yuanting, all wearing plain white mourning clothes.

Surrounding them were a bunch of veteran King-level constantly scattering ghost money, or holding war drums, horns, suonas, trumpets, and other musical instruments.

Behind them was a massive coffin carried by one hundred and six Divine Level experts, along with other Divine Level experts arriving to see Marshal Tu off,

such as Chu Tian, Gongsun Mu, Bai Yuanhao, and others.

The simultaneous sound of horns and suonas, coupled with this somewhat eerie scene, could be written into hundreds of thousands of words in some bizarre novel.

But this was just a funeral hosted by Su Mo for his master.

Of course, a scene like this would inevitably be recorded by future generations.

[Tu’s death brings King’s fury, leading a hundred deities to carry the coffin, patrol the starry sky, and suppress the disloyal!]

Well, of course, this is the record from the Human Race. As for records from other races, they may not be as flattering.

[Unresolved Cosmic Mystery: The Starry Sky’s Eerie White Robe: It is said that these white-robed figures, all at least Divine Level, carry a large box; anyone who dares to glance at the box will face the massacre of their city or tribe.

The power of the eerie white robes is extremely terrifying. To this day, any race that has conflicted with them has perished. Due to the rarity of their appearances, their actual power remains unknown.

Rumor has it that their appearances are often accompanied by a strange music, stirring both passion and sadness in people.]

Of course, Su Mo was not aware of such records because he had just led them out of the Solar System not long ago.

Although he hadn’t been out for long, he certainly didn’t come out for fun this time!

He came out to continue fighting with his master. He intends to sweep through all the alien races around!

Only in this way can his master’s spirit in heaven find peace.

If Tu Hongwu knew his apprentice’s thoughts now, he would only want to say: "Apprentice, there’s no need, really no need!

Master knows he was wrong, is that not enough? I won’t joke with you like this again!"

Su Mo waved the Soul Summoning Banner with one hand; of course, this is what he believed to be the Soul Summoning Banner.

As for whether it summoned his master’s soul or the souls of the alien races, it’s a hard question to answer.

"Su War God, ahead is one of our small battlefields in the southwest. The soldiers on the battlefield also want to see Marshal Tu one last time."

Su Mo silently nodded, waving the Soul Summoning Banner, the team behind him immediately followed, with money flying all around the sky, and the mournful music combined with the sounds of war drums and horns suddenly becoming even louder.

Suddenly, Su Mo abruptly stopped, and the footsteps of the people behind also halted.

"Are there alien races over there?"

Su Mo’s voice remained somewhat indifferent, and his facial expression was equally cold.

"Yes, Su War God, not far from here is a small world of the Shadow Race. The southwestern small battlefield was established to guard against them."

"If it’s a small world, why not destroy it?"

"Well, the Shadow Race is extremely good at assassinations, and they have six Divine Levels, if..."

Su Mo waved his hand: "No ifs. You go and call them out. Tell their Divine Level to come out and kowtow three times to my master and swear allegiance to the Human Race forever, becoming its vassal. Otherwise, face annihilation!"

The Divine Level man hesitated: "This..."

Su Mo turned his head towards him, coldly saying: "Is what I said useless, or do you need my master to get up and tell you personally!"

"Alright, I’ll do it immediately!"

As he finished speaking, the man immediately flew over there, and the moment he flew out, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

The pressure given by Su Mo was even greater than that given by Tu Hongwu.

He had just flown over and hadn’t even had time to speak before a cold voice emanated from the shadowy side.

"Human Race, what are you doing here? Didn’t we agree on a ceasefire?"

The man didn’t answer and instead stirred his emotions a little and shouted: 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"Shadow Race inside, Su War God of my race commands your Divine Level to come out immediately, kowtow three times to Marshal Tu, and then swear allegiance to the Human Race as its vassal, or face annihilation!"

Upon hearing this, the Shadow Race on the other side was directly stunned, although they didn’t have the custom of kneeling, they knew from years of war with the Human Race that kneeling meant submission to the Human Race.

However, even before the Shadow Race could respond, Su Mo once again spoke: "Tell them to roll out! Only one minute left, I don’t have that much patience!"

"Yes, Su War God! Su War God has ordered your Divine Levels all to roll out, kneel and kowtow to Marshal Tu, one-minute time, or face annihilation!"

"Human Race, don’t push it! If you really do this, aren’t you afraid that we’ll go down together! You know if we really wanted to assassinate..."

"Twenty seconds left!"

The man’s voice had just fallen when he saw Su Mo approaching with the huge Soul Summoning Banner in hand, calmly saying: "It seems they’re not very obedient. Then they can be buried with my master! Drums, start!"

[Boom boom boom boom boom~]

[Wooohooo~~~]

The war drums and horns sounded simultaneously, and the Guan Saber with a huge ’Mo’ character held by Su Mo was raised high.