Vol 3 Chapter 1560: Grand funeral

The mad cow is like a statue standing on the cliff and staring at the sea. In the bay below the cliff, thousands of warriors of the mad cow tribe are sorting the clothes of the sleeping man.
That's what they called the strangers, the sleeping people, at first there were only a few dozen, but this sudden sleep quickly spread to the entire strangers' group like a plague.
Until it was determined that this sleeping sickness would only spread within foreign groups, the rebels breathed a sigh of relief. In the first few days, these rebels, who had been living a hard life, would venture into the territory of foreigners and were happy. The equipment from the sleeper.
But as the number of sleeping people increased, even the most greedy rebel soldiers fell silent after the mad cow hadn't seen a sober foreigner for a long time.
In any case, they are still humans. When facing the extinct death of their kind, everyone feels a kind of coolness called lip death tooth cold.
Soon the first foreigners who fell asleep began to die, and a large number of corpses rotted in the city and in the wilderness. In order to prevent the plague, Mad Cow and Abraham had to start cleaning the corpses left by the foreigners.
In the northern part of the New World, foreigners and insurgents intersect with each other. As a new force that has emerged in recent years, many foreigners have joined the insurgents in the process, fighting for freedom.
Some of them were not only comrades in arms, but even found their true love in the rebel army, formed a family, and now all of this is buried.
"May you be born free and enjoy dignity in the next life." The shaman of the Crazy Cow tribe walked along the coast, straddling sleepers and corpses one after another, and sprinkled powder blended with various smoked spices on them: " Some of you have fought for this world, and some have committed untold crimes, but today all this is dusty, dusty, and clean."
When the shaman passed by, warriors from different tribes pushed their bodies into the sea and let them go away with the waves.
Such scenes were staged everywhere. In the distance, carts full of sleeping people were constantly being pulled by the pack beasts. Players' bodies were piled up there, waiting for the tribesmen to place them on the beach.
The entire coastline is bathed in a solemn atmosphere, and many tribesmen have become numb. In the past few days, they have seen more dead bodies than living people.
In cities farther away, the rebels had to go farther to carry the sleeping people scattered everywhere. They would take away the equipment from the sleeping people, which would soon equip other rebel fighters.
It's just that the American players themselves didn't mix well. Many of the equipment itself was sold to them by the rebels, and now they are returned to their original owners.
Even so, the American emperors left an unimaginable legacy to the rebel army, hundreds of cities of a large scale, a mature industrial system, a road network far exceeding the current scale of the rebel army, and so on.
The only thing the rebels can report to the American players is a farewell ceremony that can be considered solemn.
Abraham, who has been promoted to a legendary wizard, already has his own mage tower at this time. It is also the only mage tower in the rebel army. It is different from the mage towers of the legendary wizards under the rule of the Witch King. Abraham's mage tower is larger in scale and essentially Closer to a magic school.
In the past thirty years, Abraham has been dedicated to cultivating spellcasters belonging to the insurgents themselves, and even further, he hopes to cultivate free spirit spellcasters into the group of spellcasters who rule the New World.
It's just a pity that all the students Abraham sent to the Witch King system so far have betrayed him without exception.
Abraham can only regret this that the smarter the person, the more self-interested. In the face of the Witch King system with knowledge reserves and comprehensive magic resources, those rebel spellcasters with excellent qualifications have chosen the right Your own advantageous choice.
Nevertheless, Abraham did not stop his education of the next generation. He was not worried that those betrayers would betray his position in the mage tower, because it was not a secret to the Witch King.
Abraham had known for a long time that the Witch Kings didn't want their lives. After becoming a legendary mage, he became more aware of how powerful the Witch King was. They kept their lives and the Mad Cow's lives as a pastime after dinner.
Hundreds of American players gathered around Abraham at this time. These people were extremely lucky. They gave up all the dimensionality reduction in the real world and entered the game world before they encountered an accident.
Many of them suddenly woke up on the way to the sea and were brought back by the insurgents. Others heard that after entering the game world, they heard that Abraham was providing refuge for all foreigners.
It is with these people that Abraham can thoroughly figure out what happened to these strangers and what kind of energy the chaos has.
"From now on, you will no longer be foreigners. You are one of us. I and the entire rebel army will accept you with open arms." Abraham stood in the middle of the crowd, comforting everyone like a father: "No matter you We will treat you as if you were in the past, and we will treat you like brothers and do our best to provide food, shelter, and work."
These Americans sat quietly in their seats~EbookFREE.me~ and looked at Abraham with grateful eyes.
"But from now on, you must also abide by our laws and respect our customs." Abraham looked at these desperate people: "In order to prevent accidents, you will be temporarily placed outside the Magic Academy. I still need Some time to ensure that the power that destroys your world will not spread here with you."
Abraham’s words caused some commotion among the American emperors, but they soon quieted down. In reality, most of these American emperors are managers. In front of slaves, they may be evil abusers, but they are more authoritative. In front of them, they were the most obedient servants, and Abraham was obviously more authoritative than most governors.
They will accept all the demands made by Abraham and obey them.
"Master Abraham, there is a message from Lord Mad Cow that you need to handle yourself." A middle-aged man wearing a white robe knocked on the door and whispered to Abraham: "People from the Mad Cow tribe met a ship on the sea. The ship they have seen, they said that the ship came from the old continent."
"Very well, I see, you come to comfort these gentlemen and ladies." Abraham smiled and left the room.