Chapter 1771 – A Celebration That Doesn’t Exist

　　[Unprovoked Cause] in.

　　Sinking Dragon Pass.

　　”I declare that the God Hunting Celebration…? 娇迹 绷炙玖畹幕耙袈湎拢涿恼粕曰岢≈邢炱稹?

　　Jia Shasha and Zhen Xiaoyi looked at the crimson figure, their palms clapped red with force, and a firework erupted in the air, converging into the appearance of the Night’s Watch insignia under the control of Wuquan, attracting the crowd of Night’s Watchmen to marvel in amazement.

　　”Captain, captain …… you eat less, the gills are getting stuffed.” A member of the [Phoenix] squad, looking at the “zombie” Xia Simeng who was crazily stuffing cupcakes into her mouth, couldn’t help but advise.

　　Xia Simeng was still wearing that face of zombie makeup, with the word “work” in bright red on top of her head, and her mouth was already stuffed full of bulges.

　　She glared at the airborne Commander Lin in an unfavorable manner, “#*! @#@!!!”

　　”Captain ……, why don’t you finish eating before you talk?”

　　”I prefer not to! If Lin Pickpocket doesn’t grant us leave, he still can’t let me have a few more bites of snacks? Anyway, I’m done with the performance, so I’m going to eat a buffet here today! No one can stop me!”

　　Xia Simeng sat cross-legged in front of the store, a cupcake in one hand, stuffing it into her mouth once again, looking at Commander Lin in the sky with a gaze full of grudges.

　　”……” The team member hesitated for a moment, but still said, “But captain …… that’s not Commander Lin ah, Commander Lin is outside presiding over this karma. It is useless for you to glare at the predestined monk.”

　　”Anyway, they all look the same, I solve the hatred is not okay?”

　　”OK, OK, OK. ……”

　　”This time when I go back, I must find a way to grant me a vacation! No one can stop me!” Xia Simeng firmly waved her fist.

　　Over the meeting hall, the voice of the radio rang out, “Next, Commander Lin will address you all.”

　　Wearing a crimson cloak and carrying a straight sword at his waist that symbolized the identity of the seventh commander, the Fateful Monk swept his gaze indifferently over the crowd below, following the script Lin Qiye had written for him, and said in a single sentence:

　　”So far, the ‘God Hunting Program’ has been launched for four years, during these four years we have achieved great results, the nine divine corpses behind me are not the end of the program, the ‘God Hunting’, is still going on ……”

　　This five-minute-long speech made Xia Simeng couldn’t help but yawn a few times, but it made the many young night watchmen below excited, they seriously heard it from the beginning to the end, although a large portion of them didn’t understand it too well, but it didn’t prevent them from building up their confidence and goals.

　　Before the nine divine corpses, once did not even dare to think of the word “beheading the gods”, it seems not so far away …… their heart has jumped out of the original city, to a more extensive and wonderful world.

　　A city needs a group of people to guard it, but the city itself shouldn’t become a cage for this group of people.

　　Since this celebration, the heart and vision of the younger generation of Vigilantes would be far greater than that of previous generations, giving them a constant stream of motivation and confidence that had never been seen in the past Vigilantes.

　　”…… I hope that all of you will grow to be the best Night’s Watchmen; but I hope even more …… that you will be the last of the Night’s Watchmen.” The Fateful Monk’s voice paused for a moment as he spoke the final words of his speech, the

　　”When the day comes when the world no longer needs the protection of the Night’s Watch, it means that we, have become the most successful generation.”

　　The Night’s Watch below froze for a moment, before reacting with thunderous applause.

　　As the speeches ended, this celebration came to a close.

　　Under the guidance of the staff, the many Vigilantes gradually moved in the direction where the shipyard was located, but the fireworks on the Sinking Dragon Pass fence not only didn’t stop, but instead became even more grandiose, as if they were sending them off in joy.

　　The night watchmen boarded the ship, and with the sound of the steam whistle, their figures passed through the Sinking Dragon Pass gate and gradually headed in the direction of the land.

　　They stood at the stern of the ship one after another, looking at the silver-white city that was gradually fading away in the distance, their eyes filled with yearning and reminiscence.

　　Standing at the edge of the city wall, Monk Predestined saw the ship far away, and the crimson cloak behind him gradually faded into nothingness, dissipating in midair ……

　　At the same time, the numerous human ceilings standing behind him, along with the human gods, also turned into nothingness, as if they had never existed.

　　Among the many silhouettes, only Wu Quan slowly stepped out, letting out a long breath:

　　”It’s finally over ……”

　　”Monk, this time we performed pretty hard, right? Can we go back and talk to Commander Lin Steak …… Lin and ask him to grant us a day off?” Xia Simeng, cloaked in a golden cloak, flew to the side of the Fatal Monk and asked.

　　The Fatal Monk glanced at her and faintly said, “When you glared at me, you did work quite hard.”

　　”Eh ……”

　　”Let’s go, this karma that never existed, it’s time to end.”

　　As the words of the predestined monk fell, the world around the crowd faded and blurred, and a thread of karma floated out from within them, extending into the distant void ……

　　The surface of the East Sea.

　　Lin Qiye, who was holding the [Endless Cause] in his hands, slowly opened his eyes.

　　Hundreds of threads of cause and effect floated out from between his palms and returned back into the sleeping night watchmen behind him, while at the same time, the figures of the Predestined Monk, Wuquan, and the [Phoenix] squad came one after another from the distance.

　　”Tough luck everyone.” Lin Qiye smiled faintly.

　　Hearing these words, Xia Simeng’s eyes lit up, “You think I’ve worked hard too! Right or wrong! Then ……”

　　”Xia Simeng, have you finished writing the 20,000 word review for your private forged leave last time?” Without waiting for Xia Simeng to finish, Lin Qiye leisurely opened his mouth.

　　Xia Simeng’s tiger body shook, laughed dryly and scratched her head:

　　”I’m suddenly a little worried about the situation on the other borders …… I’ll lead a patrol first, you guys chat slowly ha.”

　　As the words fell, Xia Simeng gave a look to the many members of the [Phoenix] squad behind her, while turning into several golden streams of light and disappearing into the sky.

　　The Fatal Monk threw the straight sword in his hand to Lin Qiye and calmly said:

　　”How’s the situation?”

　　”There’s just one on the north side of the border, surrounded by the four of them by Guan, they shouldn’t be able to escape, there are two on the south side of the border, Drag has already seriously injured one, and the other has a bit too many tricks up his sleeve, and has already fled towards the mists.”

　　”Then I’ll go help first.”

　　Wu Quan immediately moved off, rushing straight towards the southern border.

　　With his departure, the ship quieted down once again, and Lin Qiye sat at the bow of the ship with his straight sword in his arms, looking back at the many night watchmen sleeping on all fours, the corner of his mouth hooked into a faint smile.

　　”Next, is the most crucial step.” The Fateful Monk folded his arms and stood at Lin Qiye’s side.

　　”Hmm.” Lin Qiye nodded, “Whether or not we can knock that fierce tiger in the mountain depends on this time.”

　　On the deck by his hand, Zhen Xiaoyi and Jia Shasha, who were sleeping soundly, had their eyelashes fluttering slightly and seemed to be waking up soon.