Legend of the Mythological Genes 453 For Humanity

Long live humanity! These were the voices of heartfelt blessing from the depths of everyone's heart. As humans, they naturally hoped their own race's civilization could persist for as long as possible, for millions upon millions of years.

Their voices were like unending tides in which a powerful will as solid as a mountain could be heard.

This type of will was boundless and had no limits, capable of breaking the heavens and shaking the earth, moving the mountains and oceans.

The Star Battle Marshal cut down with his hand again, causing their voices to recede once more as he spoke.

"Although we managed to gain an important strategic victory, we must not forget our comrades who sacrificed themselves. For our civilization, they didn't hesitate to give up their valuable lives. They are true heroes who know no fear! We must not forget them. Even if they are lying in graves, their spirits would continue to persist for eternity and be as one with all of us…"

As he spoke, the Star Battle Marshal's voice grew lower and more forceful, emitting a power that could stir the hearts of people.

The whole venue was silent. No one said anything; everyone was immersed in their emotions, contemplating in silence. Their expressions were solemn, and some people were even shedding tears.

Among those brave warriors who sacrificed themselves, some were their friends, their kin, their brothers, their sisters, their lovers…

From the perspective of all humanity, the numbers of those who died seemed like mere data. But everyone couldn't help but feel sorrow from the bottom of their hearts.

In wars of several thousands of years, humanity had simply sacrificed too much. The sounds of sobs faintly drifted over, filled with sorrow.

The joy and sorrow of humanity were fully displayed at this moment.

The expressions of everyone were solemn, showing their respect for the brave warriors who had sacrificed themselves. There were even more people whose eyes were filled with cold killing intent, exuding their intents to take revenge.

In this racial war, even blood that had flowed was dried up. There was no need to mention tears.

What remained was the powerful and unbendable will of humanity. If they couldn't annihilate their enemies completely, they vowed never to rest.

The human heart was mighty!

Feng Lin could sense the tenacious will and he deeply felt the strength of humanity. This wasn't a strength granted to humans innately or through science and technology. It was their own inner hearts.

Although they had endured so much difficulty and danger, their hearts wouldn't waver.

Their powerful wills could even shake the heavens and earth, nothing could block them.

No matter how tough a situation was, as long as they didn't die, and as long as they could catch a breath of relief, they would grow even stronger!

"Now we will begin to report the casualties and the names of the brave warriors who died in the war." The Star Battle Marshal's tone was heavy. Everyone held their breaths.

"The death rate of that final battle was 71.3% for us. 15.9% was heavily injured, 9.1% was lightly injured…"

The intensity of that battle surpassed the imaginations of everyone.

They were all the incomparable shocking talents of humanity. The data that was revealed was dyed in their blood. The serious numbers even caused the Star Battle Marshal to feel an aching in his heart.

"Humanity vows that we would never coexist with the spirit race!" he decisively spoke; pain and hatred could clearly be heard in his tone.

Everyone felt their eyes go red when they heard this. They were gritting their teeth so hard that they almost broke. The grinding sounds could also be heard clearly.

The deaths of their comrades caused them to feel hatred and sorrow. They were the lucky ones who managed to live on.

No matter what, it was a fact that they had managed to survive, and they had to continue to live on!

Feng Lin's expression was also solemn.

After experiencing this war, only then did he truly sense the true situation of their existence in the vast universe.

They were truly standing on extremely dangerous grounds. If there was the slightest mistake, their entire race would be annihilated.

From humanity's perspective, this war was one that touched on their fates.

If the Great Wall University was broken through, the moment the spirit race invaded the Milky Way Galaxy, their influence would instantly spread, becoming a calamity that would harm the entire universe.

But to the spirit race themselves who had dominated over ten star systems, the army they sent out was nothing more than one of the many branches.

Just a branch of the spirit race alone caused such a huge threat to humanity.

If the spirit race was to come at humanity with full force, that would be true terror.

This wasn't a simple guess. It was something that could come true in the future.

The spirit race symbolized the negative energy in the universe. They were formless lifeforms and was directly in opposition to humans who had material bodies. This was an innate opposition from birth, an enmity that only death could undo. Nothing else could resolve it.

Once humanity displayed the slightest weakness, the spirit race would definitely come in full force to devour them in one fell swoop.

A single victory wasn't sufficient to guarantee peace forever.

Ultimately, humans were still too weak.

Feng Lin could clearly sense this point.

Strength was not only extremely important in his currently weak self's perspective, but it was also of incomparable importance to humanity.

Humans had no lack of experts. What they lacked was a truly supreme hegemon that could suppress the alien races completely...

A god!

In the Interstellar Era where one's individual strength was of paramount importance, the number of population, the size of one's battlefleet, the vastness of one's territory was no longer the most important.

For a race to continue to prosper, they would always need peak-level combat strength or peak-level science and technology.

According to their battles against the other alien races, the information they obtained clearly stated this.

A god could control the rules of the universe and had the indestructibility aspect. They could open up an independent space that was known as their divine kingdom or heavenly realm, capable of containing an entire race within.

A god by itself could represent an entire race.

As long as the god didn't perish, the race they were protecting would never die.

And this was also something humanity sorely lacked.

If a race was annihilated, how could a god still survive on his own?

The dark universe was like an incomparably gigantic monster. It was more than sufficient to swallow an individual entity and an entire race. Not even bones would remain.

No matter how high one's cultivation base was, as long as one didn't attain godhood, everything was pointless!

Feng Lin's eyes gleamed with deep light, gradually turning steel-like, shining with resolve.

"Now, we will announce the identities of the brave warriors who sacrificed their lives in the war," the Star Battle Marshal announced.

"Li Tianjiao, from the Taixing Planet of Huaxia Star Republic; Wu Yueshan, from the Shoudu Planet of the Freedom Federation, of the Huaxia Clan; Cambera Rado, from the United Kingdom Star System of Europa Alliance…"

Each of them was from different star regions and countries. Their origins were different and they were born at different times, yet all of them shared a common point...

They died in the same year, the same month, on the same day!

All of them were buried on the battlefield of the final battle.

No matter what, with their comrades as companions, those people shouldn't feel lonely even after death, right?

As the names were called out, the A.I. of the university would create holographs of each person. These figures floated in the air, their smiles were extremely life-like, like they were real. They looked the same as they did in life, appearing once more before everyone else.

The commotion continued, sounds of sobbing could be heard. These were all the friends and family of some of the spectators. Right now, they were in another realm; the realm of the dead and the realm of life could never be joined together. Such pain caused the affected spectators to be unable to breathe.

They felt the hatred for the spirit race being etched deep down in their hearts and carved into their bones. They also hated the fact that they were far too weak to make a difference.

The cruel universe, the dark laws of the jungle. Without strength...one could only wait to be slaughtered by others.

One could only be the meat on someone else's chopping board if they didn't have sufficient strength.

Right now, all of them incomparably yearned for greater strength. They wanted to be powerful enough to be able to annihilate the spirit race to the last. Not a single one of them was an exception.

RUMBLE~

On the public square, numerous gigantic metal pagodas rose from the surface of the earth, shooting upwards, reaching a height roughly about a thousand meters. The names of the brave warriors were all inscribed onto them. Each name represented the sacrifice made by a heroic individual.

The metal pagodas became the commemoration pagodas for the brave warriors of humanity.

"The brave warriors shall bask in eternal glory! Chant together with me the sacrificial offering text for the ancients!" The Star Battle Marshal recited as everyone else echoed him.

Their voices merged together, becoming one.

"The brilliant universe, the spirits of earth, heroes among humanity. They who strive unremittingly to establish our empire, while paying attention to the sacrifices of the ancients, even commemorating the culture and history, and protecting our civilization. Rising from nothingness, with no territories, they created laws and manifested phenomena in the sky. Flora and fauna bloomed wherever our heroes passed. They who sacrificed themselves for our history and development, resembling the sprouting of grasses, as dark as the night, as bright as the day… May this remind everyone about the sacrifices of our ancestors and express the determination in our hearts. For humanity, our hearts work together as a whole!

"I beg you to accept the offering of our conviction!"

He seemed to be conversing with the ancestors of humanity through the river of time, offering their conviction and respect to the spirits of the past heroes.

After the sacrificial text was read out, everyone basked in silence, their hearts heavy with grief.

Since the grand meeting of victory had reached this step, the offering of conviction ceremony, it meant that this segment had come to an end. Next, it was time to reward those who fought with their lives on the line.

Although the sorrow in the hearts of many couldn't dissipate so easily, they were still filled with anticipation.

These people understood that there was an immense danger, yet they still risked their lives to participate in that final battle. They understood they might have to sacrifice themselves. Weren't all their actions for the sake of protecting humanity and obtaining the generous rewards after that final battle?

The wealth gained through the war was always the greatest. It could allow one to accumulate enough cultivation resources to reach an even higher realm.

The rewards and merit gained after a war was always the fairest logic on the battlefield.

They couldn't help but feel some anticipation in their hearts.

In truth, the Star Battle Marshal who governed an interstellar army of a region also understood this point the most. He didn't try to delay this at all.

"For this battle, you guys have suffered many casualties, but the rewards we grant would always be fair. Ever since the feudal era on Earth, this has always been the case. Those who participated in the final battle would all be given an increase of three ranks to their military ranks and gain a million contribution points each…"

The moment the sound of his voice rang out, a commotion was instantly created.

"An increase of three ranks straight! He is speaking about military ranking, and this ranking isn't something the military of other powers and countries could compare to!"

"If I had known about this, I would have participated in the final battle as well!"

"Stop talking crap. The survival rate is below 10%, given your cultivation base, the chances of you dying on the battlefield are almost guaranteed!"

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Some people felt upset and spoke words of 'if I had known'. But many of them were shocked instead.

Such a great reward. This was truly a great reward.

An increase of three military ranks, the warriors who had fought in the final battle could become formal officers of the Great Wall Army, and the army would back them up. From now on, these people could walk unchallenged anywhere in Milky Way Galaxy.

This concept was completely different with regards of students or small troops. They were simply ascending to the heavens with a single step!

Those lucky survivors who participated in the final battle reveled in joy from the depths of their hearts.

Feng Lin was no exception.

In truth, an increase of three military ranks was the greatest benefit to him.

One must know that his original rank was already a lieutenant. Now that his military ranking was increased by three, it meant that he was directly promoted to a colonel.

An eighteen-year-old colonel in the Great Wall Army. What concept was this?

If he returned to any countries or empires in the Milky Way Galaxy, there would at least be a star system as large as the Solar System prepared for his retirement.

Ascending to the heavens with a single step perfectly described this, right?

The eyes of the Star Battle Marshal shone like torches, observing the expressions of everyone here with a single sweep. He didn't feel any embarrassment or awkwardness at all.

With so many lieutenants suddenly appearing, it wasn't considered a difficult thing to the Great Wall Army.

In truth, in a racial war, there would always be many lower-ranked and middle-ranked officers dying. These newly promoted officers were merely filling up the gap. Although they were young, they were tempered individuals and could be the new blood of the army. This wasn't a bad thing.

Every racial war was a test of life-and-death to the Great Wall Army. However, wasn't it an opportunity too?

Before enemies, their hearts were as one. At the same time, the internal structure of humanity would be reshuffled and the structures of the respective powers would also change, becoming stronger than before.

A war was also a calamity, those who survived it would transcend their past-selves to be reborn anew. The Great Wall University and Great Wall Army were the same as well, becoming increasingly powerful.

This was also the reason why the Great Wall University could develop so well although they didn't occupy the star region in the Milky Way Galaxy that had the greatest advantage.

Since the start of time, life and death tempering had always been the most effective way to temper cultivators.

All these thoughts flashed past the Star Battle Marshal's mind in an instant. He then spoke again, "Those brave warriors who died will be rewarded as well. For three generations, their children and grandchildren, and great-grandchildren would have a chance to enter the Great Wall University without needing to undergo the test. Each of their descendants would be awarded one million contribution points each time."

The rewards for those who died were even more generous but no one complained.

Everyone put in the same amount of effort, and those brave warriors even gave up their lives!

This was what they deserved!

Everyone including Feng Lin and Zhao Yue`e was filled with anticipation regarding the next topic that would be brought on by the Star Battle Marshal.

The Marshal was a true powerhouse. He was one of those who would receive the greatest rewards for winning the final battle.

Upon noticing the anticipation of everyone, the Star Battle Marshal also didn't beat around the bush and spoke directly.

"Now, we will announce the candidates for the ten heavenly kings!"

Chapter end