Chapter 208: Lu Cheng's Funeral

.Lu Cheng was thinking, when suddenly he received a prompt.Emotion Card [Despair (31)] temporarily added to your deck, Emotion Card [Fear (153)] temporarily added to your deck...Lu Cheng scratched his...Britto wasn't mistaken, that ship in the distance was indeed the *Bechimo*.

With the Magical City's alert lifted, Farna quickly relayed the news of the Bechymo arriving through "Owl Post" to the mage apprentices who were still staying at Hogwarts.

This is a big deal!

The sudden emergence of a battlefield is enough to give everyone despair, but the return of the [Bechimo] from the brink undoubtedly injected people with a boost of confidence.

From Brito's mouth, people learned that a legendary corrupted card, "Sindragosa," was pursuing the Ghost Fleet from afar. The fact that the Cotton Lan could conserve its strength and reach New London was absolutely due to the credit of the remaining fleet.

They held back the Ice Dragon for a whole week with sixteen ghostly warships of the Purple 10 Star. Both their courage and strength are worthy of admiration.

Most importantly, people need to learn more about the legendary Ice Dragon!

The heavy rain did not stop the Ghost Family from embracing and cheering each other at the port. It was a rare occasion of joy after the war.

The remaining one-third of the fleet survived and, following the [Bechimo], weathered the storm to arrive in London harbor a week later than the [Malay].

"You old sea dog, you're still alive! You sure are something else!" Brito punched Bechimo the ship captain right in the face.

The old sea dog took a hit and didn't flinch.

"That's right, but many of us won't be coming back," Lao Haigou said with emotion.

"Damn that ice dragon! If our fleet hadn't walked into an ambush first, we wouldn't be afraid of it!" Britio said with a gloomy face. "By the way, how did you manage to escape the pursuit"

As soon as Brito spoke, everyone fell silent.

They thought of that day.

The sky was overcast, the sea was churning, and the *Holy Maiden* sailed alone towards the vast ocean. Then came the sound of cannon fire.

Where can we meet again, since our agreed upon meeting in New London is no longer possible

Everyone was holding on for dear life, just watching to see where the Ice Dragon would attack next.

A week has passed, and everyone knows that the young card maker is most likely gone.

But the Ice Dragon really didn't come back. He kept his promise.

The female officer gave everyone a rundown of what had happened at the time.

We were summoned to be dismantled, our entire fleet was trapped with no supplies, and ultimately Master Lu alone, leading 16 warships, drew the attention of the Ice Dragon.

The port people were all in a sigh of regret, and people discussed it endlessly.

"We should hold a funeral." Brito remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, "If the head of the house were here, perhaps he could journey to the underworld and retrieve the spirits. I, Brito, am not capable of such a feat. We can only hold a funeral for Master Lu, and for all the others who have fallen."

People suddenly fell silent.

"Yes, they should have an individual funeral!"

"Yes, ship salute!"

The crowd suddenly erupted in cheers, the sound rising and falling in waves.

Only two ghost ships remained docked in the harbor, and people stood solemnly on the shore.

On the deck of the Cotton Lan, Brito was delivering a heartfelt speech.

This is the traditional funeral of the Ghost Fleet, a ship burial.

Fana was wearing a solemn black dress today. 【The Magic City】 is a domain card of magical storm, others have no right to command it, but she can communicate with the Magic City in some ways.

Although she is still young, there is no doubt that she is more useful now than Brito.

She also came to the funeral.

"Fana Miss, you said he died That can't be possible!"

Right in front of us is the Dongshi Academy representative team. Lu Cheng is an assistant for this academy team, so of course we should inform them first.

The Tang sisters received the news and rushed over. They couldn't have imagined that Lu Cheng, a man who was so good at pulling pranks, would actually die like this

First, it was disbelief, then overwhelming sadness.

"Please accept our condolences," Fana said softly. "On the battlefield, he made his choice, and we will avenge him."

Looking at the two girls crying in front of her, she didn't feel good either. On the field, they were rivals.

But now things are different. On the battlefield, everyone is undoubtedly a comrade-in-arms fighting together against a common enemy.

The principal of Dongshi and Lu Jianhong were comforting the Tang sisters on one side.

Even the two old men from the Winter Lion City Card Maker Association are suffering, they also want to cry. After all this effort, finally an artist has emerged from the association! They invested so much, and now this is just...gone

On the battlefield, humans are so fragile. They can vanish in an instant, no matter how brilliant a talent they may be.

But not everyone is sad.

Liu Jun was a little conflicted. Because he needed to participate in the subsequent card-making competition, he came to Douyu as well. At this moment, he was also with the Winter Lion Academy's team.

Today Liu Shao still intends to go to the Snake Institute to pick up girls. Miss Fana's owl suddenly brought a notice, Master Lu has fed the fish.

He's from the same city and school, how could he not know who Lu Tou is

Looking at this funeral procession, Lu Cheng is truly a big shot in the underworld. It's a good thing I was smart enough before and didn't confront him head-on.

Now that's good! This B died himself, I am so thrilled!

Can just anyone on this battlefield be an "B"

But he wasn't particularly happy.

Liu Shao is also worried, ah. This is a time of war! This isn't in a small place like Dongshi City. This is the battlefield of the Douyu, they say that not only are battles fought on the surface, but also underground.

The real big battle hasn't even begun, and half of the Gou Si Te family members have already died.

Then, can one truly remain aloof and uninvolved

Britto took a deep breath and shouted.

Remember our family motto! The dead are gone, and the living must carry on!

The dead are gone, and the living carry on!

The crowd roared, their voices rising in a wave after wave.

One hour later, the funeral was basically finished.

"Fire the magic cards!" Rick commanded from the side.

The card masters on the ship unleash their colorful magic cards, aiming to create a dazzling display of magic flowers in the air.

But as the pale blue light flowed, it was all blocked by the magic matrix.

Britto was a little embarrassed.

I actually forgot about this. The [Magic Matrix] card is directly powered by the [Imperial Mage Tower], covering the entire city 360 degrees all day long.

This city is almost immune to attacks from any low-level magic cards from outside.

If you want to attack [Magic City], you have to ask this card if it agrees. Of course, it's also forbidden to throw magic into the sky in the city.

Besides that, the rest of the process went quite smoothly. After the funeral ended.

The old sea dog sat quietly on the side, holding a rum in his hand, staring at the towering mage tower in the center of the city, wondering what he was thinking.

The female officer walked over slowly.

"Captain, what are you thinking about"

Looking at the beauty before him, Lao Haigo smiled faintly.

"No, as people age, they sometimes get nostalgic. You should go play with the young ones instead. After sailing for so long at sea, you must be feeling cooped up."

"Well, I'm off then." The female officer picked up the bottle and filled Old Sea Dog's cup, then turned and left.

Only she didn't notice, in Laohaigou's eyes, a trace of faint black air drifted out!nt.On the terrestrial battlefield, nine thousand gates of Hell are slowly opening, and in the sky, the hymns of Jerusalem resound, with four thousand Gates of Heaven surrounding it. This allows both t...