A month later, in the square of the Federation's Capital City …
For half a month, the capital city had been sunny and peaceful. The temperature was neither high nor low. It was the most comfortable time in late autumn.
"Hurry up. Hurry up. There's still a seat here!"
A team of young people was yelling outside of the square. A tall fatty squeezed into the crowd and waved his arms, making a large space for the girl behind him.
Guo Xiaohe was agile and dashed to the top of the stairs immediately. She stood on her tiptoes and looked forward.
The wounds that she suffered in the explosion in the square of the Federation's Capital City a month ago had all been healed. There was not the slightest scar left. Her red skin was brimming with the vigor of youth. Today, she was visiting the place again. There was not the slightest shadow on her face. She seemed to have forgotten the pain after the scar was healed.
"Wow!"
The picturesque red flags, crowds, and balloons and pigeons in the square of the Federation's Capital City made the somewhat rebellious girl exclaim in astonishment.
"Let me see. Are they here? Are they here? "
The fat boy tried his best to move upward, but the space above him was completely blocked by Guo Xiaohe. As it happened, she was wearing a short skirt that barely reached her knees today. The fat boy raised his head. His eyes immediately glittered, and he changed his attitude. "Well, Xiaohe, you'd better watch. I'll just watch your share from down below!"
"Alright, Fourth Hair!"
Guo Xiaohe raised her left hand and aimed the long-distance crystal camera on her wrist crystal processor at the center of the square. She began to shoot and turned on the sharing mode, sharing the picture with the crystal processors of her friends down below.
As for where the chubby "Si Mao" was looking at, only the heavens knew.
At the center of the square of the Federation's Capital City, a special team slowly walked close while everybody watched.
At first glance … this troop was made up of ferocious-looking demons!
Some of them had faint scales covering their arms and torsos. Some of them had long black hair growing out of their faces. Some of them had a tail with bone spikes sticking out of their buttocks. Some of them even had sharp horns growing out of their heads!
When they walked out of the crystal tanks and marched toward the Rising Dragon of the Nine Stars flag at the center of the square in neat rows, their hideous faces and vague demonic energy cast the square of the Federation's Capital City into silence for a moment.
Even Guo Xiaohe, who was at the edge of the square, gasped hard and exclaimed crazily with her friends.
However, nobody panicked, and nobody glared at them. On the contrary, the eyes of the public that looked at the 'demons' were both admiring, touched, and even a little ashamed.
The 'demons' were not wearing the standard armor of the Coalition Army of Demons, either. Instead, they were wearing the new black uniforms of the Union Army. Every 'demon' was wearing a couple of badges of the Federation on their chest, and at the center of their caps was a raging Rising Dragon of the Nine Stars emblem!
They were not demons.
They were the warriors of the Flying Tigers Legion who had chased the enemy into the Dark Desolate Domain during the Battle of Dawn when the Blood Demon Sector first attacked the Tian Yuan Realm, only to be captured by the Nether World Watch and delivered to the Nether World on the Gloomy Wind Island at the North Pole of the Blood Demon Sector for experiments on the Demon God Virus!
Today was the day that they went home!
Under the lead of Han Tuhu, the major general of the Flying Tigers Legion, the soldiers, who had mutated on the outside but were stubborn on the inside, marched toward the national flag with their feet that had sharp claws on them, stomping on the ground of their motherland.
Under the Rising Dragon of the Nine Stars flag, what was waiting for them were their families. Their parents, their wives, and their children!
At this moment, the defeated soldiers who had been tortured and deformed after living in a foreign land for two years could no longer see anything in their eyes. They could not see the thousands of people who were welcoming them, they could not see the high officials of the Union Army on the rostrum with complicated feelings, and they could not even see the Rising Dragon of the Nine Stars flag that was flapping in the wind.
The only things that they could see were the faces of their families that were both familiar and strange to them, and their eyes that were telling them everything.
All the defeated soldiers could not have been more conflicted. Their previously neat steps were now messy and slow, as if they were both hesitating and trying to move forward.
After Li Yao caught up with the drill troops and interrupted the war that had been about to begin, the defeated soldiers of the Flying Tigers Legion were naturally the happiest of all when the news spread to the two Sectors.
After living in a foreign land for two years, they could not wait to go home.
But at this moment, they were faced with a rather troublesome problem. They were the test subjects of the Demon God Virus. Every one of them had been tested dozens of times. Their cells were deeply mutated, and they were highly resistant to the reduction drug.
With the blood of Jin Xinyue and the Children of the Nether World as the source, the synthesized 'Divine Blood of Chaos' was not enough to completely remove their demonic features.
It would take at least a year and a half to produce drugs that specifically targeted their 'symptoms', and there was no guarantee that they would succeed.
They were faced with a dilemma.
Should they stay in the Blood Demon Sector for a year and a half, or even longer, and reunite with their families after their original appearances were restored?
Or should they go back immediately with such a … appearance?
The moment they heard the news that they could go home, all the defeated soldiers were excited and chose the second option without any hesitation.
However, when they did return to their homeland, to the sunlight of the Heaven's Origin Planet, to their compatriots, all kinds of worries and fears popped up in their devastated hearts again. Many of them even stopped walking. Some of them cringed and looked at the other side hesitantly.
Between the defeated soldiers and their families, one side was wearing the appearance of demons, and the other side was still wearing the appearance of human beings. They seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier. They were both close to each other and far away from each other.
There was nothing but silence in the square of the Federation. Almost a hundred light beams were floating in midair, transmitting the pictures from various angles to the surroundings. All the citizens of the Federation were caught in silence and hesitation.
Guo Xiaohe was so nervous that she held her breath and clenched her fists.
At her age, she might not have been able to read the emotions in the teary eyes on the light beams, but she could not help but look forward to it.
The defeated soldiers and their families were silent for a long time like two groups of statues.
Suddenly,
One of the defeated soldiers with a green face and tusks seemed to have seen his family in the crowd. He seemed to have read something from his family's face. Covering his tusks in self-abasement, he took a step back and lowered his head, intending to turn around and run away.
But before he turned around, a gray-haired woman had rushed out from the opposite side and hugged him as well as his tusks and claws.
In the sky of the square of the Federation that was dead silent, his mother's heart-wrenching cries echoed. "My son!"
The invisible ice was smashed into pieces by this cry. The two silent groups of eagles turned into two surging waves that crashed into each other fiercely!
"Mom, I'm back. I'm back!"
"Honey, let me look at you. Look at you!"
"Dad! Dad! "
The square of the Federation was abuzz. The previously agreed ceremonies such as raising the national flag, playing the national anthem, announcing their return to the commander-in-chief of the Union Army, and being awarded the new flag of the 'Flying Tigers Legion' by the commander-in-chief could not be carried out anymore. The defeated soldiers hugged their families. The Union Army hugged the Cultivators. All the citizens of the Federation hugged each other, whether they knew each other or not!
White fireworks were ignited everywhere. Under the blue sky and the white clouds, four colorful words were displayed.
"Welcome home!"
Such a scene had never been seen before in the square where countless' triumphant ceremonies' and 'victory parades' had been held in the five hundred years of the Xing Yao Federation's history.
However, in the past month, such 'unprecedented' changes were taking place in the Federation on a daily basis in various levels.
In the leadership of the Federation, Jiang Hailiu, the Speaker of the Federation, rested for only a day and a half before he devoted himself to his work and brought the situation under control at the highest efficiency.
The special operation team led by Guo Chunfeng, acting director of the Secret Sword Bureau, worked day and night. In only ten days, they uprooted the complicated network of connections of the Patriots Partnership. Most of the bases were completely demolished!
After Lu Zui and Zhou Hengdao were captured and killed one after another, the Patriots Partnership had lost the ability to counterattack. It was merely catching its last breath.
In the Patriots Partnership, not everybody was aware of Lu Zui's plan, either.
In fact, few people knew that Lu Zui was planning to butcher tens of thousands of compatriots and shift the blame to the demons. Even Iron Commander Zhou Hengdao did not know anything about it in advance!
Some of the 'patriots' only knew that they were going to assassinate the Speaker and 'slay the national traitor to save the Federation'. Some of the 'patriots' did not even know that they were going to assassinate the Speaker. They only knew that human beings and demons were mortal enemies and that they had to start a war. With that in mind, they provided all kinds of conveniences for the organization.
When the truth was revealed, the members of the Patriots Partnership who had been kept in the dark completely collapsed.
Many of them turned themselves in. Some even committed suicide after leaving a suicide note. Even the most stubborn members revealed their true colors after being tipped off by their accomplices.
On this day, one month later, the Patriots Partnership had completely collapsed. It could not raise any waves anymore.
The communication channel between the Heaven's Origin Sector and the Blood Demon Sector was basically established, too.
In fact, Han Tuhu had returned with the demonized soldiers of the Union Army partly because he wanted to return home and partly because Skyfire, a new force in the Blood Demon Sector, expressed the idea of peace for most of the chaotic-blood demons.
The remaining soldiers who had the features of the demon race were the best bridge for communication between the two parties.
After Han Tuhu completed the preliminary communication, Jin Xinyue, the new 'Dark Lady of the Nine Heavens' of the Pantheon of Demons, would come to the Federation with an enormous delegation to discuss the terms of peace.
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