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Chen Yuan stepped forward and gently patted her shoulder: "Lord Morgan guarded the lighthouse his whole life. I believe his soul has become one with the lighthouse. You will inherit his will and make the lighthouse live better. My condolences, Jingnan. The lighthouse still needs you."
Although this statement has an artistic element, it was the only way Chen Yuan could offer comfort.
Jingnan nodded vigorously, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and straightened her back again.
After leaving the command center, Chen Yuan first went to the medical ward and looked through the glass at Sengge, who was still unconscious and covered in bandages.
This guy is ambitious, but he's also loyal, so giving him a chance isn't a bad idea.
at this time……
“Lord of the city, oh Lord of the city, we’ve been missing you terribly these past few days. I knew you wouldn’t abandon your loyal followers.”
High Priest Egard of Shadows, crying and sniffling, walked toward Chen Yuan, wailing from afar, as if he had taken the wrong medicine.
When he was five meters away, he sprinted, then did a front flip, and then glided to his knees to reach Chen Yuan.
Chen Yuan was speechless. "Are you trying to put on a comedy routine here?"
"You've come back and everything's ready. Everyone's waiting to hear your decrees," High Priest Egard of the Shadows rambled on.
Chen Yuan restrained himself from kicking him away, and said helplessly, "Alright, go and appease our believers. I will show up another day to announce some things."
“Yes, Master of the Shadows.” Egard’s face was full of piety.
If Chen Yuan hadn't known that when the enemy invaded the lighthouse, Egard immediately shielded everyone in front of him before turning around and finding a place to hide, he might have actually believed his lies.
Besides that, there's also 4068. This guy is also incredibly lucky. Chen Yuan guesses this guy is the real protagonist. He's survived so many times. Maybe he should just kill 4068 one of these days?
……
After dealing with these matters, Chen Yuan headed towards the special prison area at the bottom of the lighthouse.
This place is heavily guarded, with the newest Shadow Guards on duty.
He first went to the cell where Vatican the Lightbringer was imprisoned.
Fandi sat quietly on the edge of the bed. When she saw Chen Yuan come in, she looked up. Her gaze behind the mask was complex and unfathomable. There was no fear, but rather a strange calmness.
Seeing that she was safe and sound, Chen Yuan seemed to breathe a barely perceptible sigh of relief.
The two looked at each other for a moment, but neither of them spoke.
Some things need no words.
In the end, Chen Yuan simply said, "You can leave now. You are free from today."
After saying that, Chen Yuan ignored her.
The Light and Shadow Society has been destroyed; she alone cannot cause any trouble.
Fanti watched his retreating figure in silence, seemingly lost in thought.
Next, Chen Yuan walked to the deepest cell.
Inside is Charles, the former head of the Light and Shadow Society.
Unlike Vatican City's calm demeanor, Charles, though lacking his former high spirits, still sat upright with his chin slightly raised and a detached, all-knowing smile on his face, as if he were not a prisoner but someone who had come here to experience life.
Upon seeing Chen Yuan enter, he even nodded gracefully, his tone composed: "City Lord Chen Yuan, how have you been? It seems the trouble with the Lighthouse has been resolved, which is truly gratifying."
This affected manner instantly ignited the suppressed anger in Chen Yuan's heart.
Although the attack by the Sea-Land Alliance was not directly related to him, Chen Yuan felt extremely disgusted by his perpetually self-righteous attitude.
Chen Yuan didn't speak, but simply strode forward expressionlessly.
Charles seemed to have anticipated that Chen Yuan would come to preach or interrogate him, and was preparing to respond with his own set of philosophical sophistry.
However, Chen Yuan's reaction was completely beyond his expectations.
Without any warning, Chen Yuan raised his hand and delivered a huge blow.
You blondie, you think you're so great?
Chapter 155 Shadow Legion
"Snapped!"
A crisp and vicious slap landed hard on Charles's seemingly calm face.
The force was so great that it turned Charles's face to one side, his golden hair scattered, and his smile froze completely, replaced by a burning pain and astonishment.
"Hey blondie, you're pretty cocky, try showing off again."
Before he could even react, Chen Yuan slapped him again.
"Snapped!"
The other side of my face also took a solid hit; it's important to balance it out on both sides.
"Serves you right for showing off!"
Chen Yuan said coldly, making a slow motion with his left and right hands.
Charles was completely stunned by the slaps; his ears were ringing, and his cheeks quickly swelled up.
In all his years, he had never been treated so directly and humiliatingly.
He was accustomed to verbal sparring, power struggles, and the control of minds…
This kind of direct physical humiliation, like that of a street thug, broke through his psychological defenses time and time again.
"You crazy person!"
Charles's composure and calmness vanished instantly. He covered his face, stared wide-eyed at Chen Yuan, and felt a surge of immense humiliation.
"you you…"
He was so angry that he was trembling all over and couldn't even utter a complete sentence; he was so angry that he had a stress reaction.
After Chen Yuan finished hitting the target, he shook his hands as if they had gotten dirty on them.
Looking at Charles's frustrated yet daring-to-vent expression, the pent-up anger he had felt due to the casualty reports seemed to dissipate considerably, and he felt inexplicably cheerful.
Sure enough, if you're in a bad mood, just find someone to beat you up.
Too lazy to say another word to this self-important blond guy, Chen Yuan turned and left with his hands behind his back, ignoring him completely.
The cell door slammed shut again.
Charles stood frozen in place, his face bearing two clear handprints that stung with pain.
His face turned from red to white, then from white to green with anger. Finally, he slammed his fist hard on the bed, his chest heaving violently, but he couldn't even roar. All that was left was immense frustration and existential doubt.
He's crazy, he's crazy...
How could he, how could he use such a crude and vulgar method? This is completely contrary to any of the scripts Charles had planned. Chen Shen always manages to be unexpected, well, unexpectedly crude.
Chen Yuan had already walked far away, his steps light and quick.
Sometimes, the simplest and most direct way is the most effective way to deal with someone who is obsessed with self-drama.
Suddenly, Chen Yuan turned back, not because he was itching to do something.
But...
Chen Yuan suddenly turned back and whispered in Huang Mao's ear, "Your father is dead. Although I didn't kill him, please accept my condolences."
Charles was stunned by this question: Morgan is dead?
"No, you're lying to me..."
"I have no reason to lie to you, you silly Chun!"
Chen Yuan calmly said, "What do you have that I would lie to? Please, use your brain and think it through."
"..."
After saying that, he left again.
Charles broke down completely, tears streaming silently down his face.
……
At noon, Chen Yuan summoned Mark and instructed him: "Immediately gather all remaining city defense officers and all Shadow Guard personnel who are able to move. Meet in the central square in ten minutes."
Chen Yuan's order was concise, forceful, and left no room for doubt.
Although Mark was puzzled, he stood at attention without hesitation and replied, "Yes, Lord!"
Ten minutes later, the central square, originally used for celebrations and gatherings, was packed with people.
On one side were the remaining hundred or so city defense soldiers, most of them wounded, their uniforms torn, their faces filled with grief and confusion. The loss of Commander-in-Chief Victor and many comrades-in-arms made them feel as if they had lost their backbone.
On the other side were even fewer members of the Shadow Guard, but their aura was cold and sharp. They were all injured, and the leader was an adjutant whose arm was still in a sling. Chen Yuan didn't remember what the guy's name was.
All the surviving residents of the lighthouse spontaneously gathered around the square, silently watching their lord, wondering what he was about to announce.
Chen Yuan stepped onto the platform, his gaze sweeping over the unfamiliar faces below, his voice amplified through the loudspeakers, echoing throughout the square:
"People of the Lighthouse, we have experienced a catastrophe and lost more than two thousand brothers and sisters, fathers, mothers, sons and daughters!"
His voice was heavy. "General Victor died in battle, countless brave city defense soldiers and Shadow Guards fell, and even the old Lord Morgan perished."
The square was silent except for suppressed sobs and heavy breathing.
"Grief is necessary, but indulging in grief is cowardice!"
Chen Yuan's voice suddenly rose, filled with power, "The enemy will not give us time to cry. We must become stronger, strong enough to make any enemy who dares to covet the lighthouse pay a bloody price."
He waved his hand sharply and said in a righteous voice, "From today onwards, all the city defense troops will be incorporated into the Shadow Guard to form the Shadow Legion. As long as you meet the requirements to join, the rewards you will receive will be doubled. We must be determined to become stronger."
Upon hearing this, a stir arose among the crowd below, especially among the former city defense soldiers, whose eyes gleamed with renewed hope.
"Determination alone is not enough; we need even greater strength."
Chen Yuan continued, "Therefore, I will bestow upon you new weapons, granting you power that surpasses all previous ones, power that transcends even the multidimensional realm."
These words left everyone with expressions of disbelief.
Beyond three-dimensionality?
Is that possible?
Chen Yuan didn't explain further; he brought up the Loongson screen interface again.