Collapse Iron Cosplay Battle Damaged Star Spinal Cut - Everyone Cries to Death

"Warning! Surface energy readings of Yalilo-VI have exceeded the threshold!"

"Warning! An Envoy-class destructive reaction has been detected!"

"warn……"

Pam was so anxious that she paced back and forth in front of the control panel, her ears practically tied in knots.

Himeko gripped the communicator tightly.

My hands trembled uncontrollably.

She stared at the violently fluctuating static on the holographic screen, her voice filled with an unprecedented anxiety.

"Connected..."

"Connect me quickly!!"

"Pam! The signal source hasn't been locked yet?!"

"Attempting to reconnect to Pa! The energy interference on the surface of Yalilo is too strong!"

Walter stood to the side.

His cane slammed heavily on the ground, and gravitational waves, resembling those of a black hole, surged uncontrollably around him.

I couldn't wait to rush down there.

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

at last.

After a burst of electrical noise.

The screen flickered.

The connection was established.

But the sight that came into view made Himeko's heart skip a beat.

The camera is shaking violently.

The background is a collapsing, snow-covered ruin, with broken ice everywhere, and... blood.

Right in the center of the image.

Dan Heng's usually stern and neat face was now covered in dust and blood.

A gruesome wound ran across his forehead, and blood flowed down his eye, making him look like a demon who had just crawled out of hell.

He was lying on the ground.

It seemed that he didn't even have the strength to lift the communicator, so he could only place it on a piece of rubble.

"Danheng!!"

Himeko practically lunged at the control panel.

"How are you guys?!"

"Where's March?! Where are the stars?!"

"Are you injured?!"

On the screen.

Dan Heng, panting heavily, his eyes filled with deathly stillness and guilt, spoke in a hoarse voice:

"...Himeko-nee."

"The Star Core... has bewitched Cocolia..."

"She... has gone mad."

The camera tilted slightly.

in the corner.

On March 7th, he collapsed in a pile of rubble, his pink hair now dyed dark red.

Life and death do not know.

"March has passed out..."

"I... can't move either..."

Danheng lowered his head, looking at his trembling hands.

There, the blue dragon scales were faintly visible, but they could not take shape due to exhaustion.

"Where's Xing?!"

Walter suddenly interrupted, his voice frighteningly stern.

"Where are the stars?!"

"You all know about her health condition!"

"She absolutely cannot get hurt again!!"

"Otherwise...she'll die!!!"

I heard that name.

Dan Heng's body trembled violently.

He did not answer.

He just muttered to himself.

It's like they're possessed.

"...It's no use."

"We...we failed to protect her..."

"I clearly promised her..."

"I told you... this time it's our turn to protect her..."

"But……"

Danheng raised his head.

Two lines of bloody tears slid down his cheeks.

"...We failed to protect them."

"What do you mean?!" Himeko's voice trembled.

"Hang in there, Walter and I are coming down now. Just a little while longer!!!"

"It's no use..."

Danheng shook his head in despair, turning the camera...

Slowly.

It aimed at the distant summit of the Creation Engine.

In that swirling snowstorm.

That figure.

that……

He is missing his left arm.

His body was twisted beyond recognition.

A figure suspended in mid-air like a marionette by countless black fibers.

"She...half of her body is gone..."

Danheng said, crying.

"She's going to die..."

My left arm was empty.

The back is also empty.

"She...she pulled her spine out of her body..."

Danheng cried like a helpless child.

"She pulled out her spine to use as a sword... just to... protect us..."

"boom!"

Himeko's mind went completely blank.

The communicator slipped from his hand and fell to the floor with a clatter.

She stared blankly at the screen.

Looking at that...

He was holding a still-burning spine in his hand.

Covered in blood.

Yet he still stood firmly in front of all his companions...

That child.

Memories flashed back like a revolving lantern.

That child huddled in the corner, unable to speak, only able to emit static-like sounds.

That person who, without hesitation, could pull out a bone to shield the enemy when their comrade was in danger.

that……

He carefully held the bowl.

Put away that bowl of smelly, cement-like nutrient solution.

He licked it clean, leaving not a single drop.

Then he looked up at her with a face full of gratitude.

She is so easily satisfied.

So obedient.

Even if you break a bone, even if you are in extreme pain.

She never cried once.

He never complained once.

"How could this be...?"

Himeko covered her mouth.

Tears silently streamed down my face.

"What...what did we do...?"

"We've taken in a child... who's fighting desperately just to survive..."

"Sent to such a battlefield..."

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