The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

Basta stared blankly at all the missiles that he had previously triggered, which were bursting out at this moment, his face pale.

At this moment, he heard Suleiman's elegant and polite voice:

"This is my gift to you, may your wish come true."

The rain of bullets went straight into the clouds and scattered in all directions. A large part of them was pulled by the invisible black shadow when turning, and suddenly flowed down with the pouring rain, aiming at the outline of the Lansta Industrial Zone.

Before the next thought could form in Basta Lansta's mind, which was filled with astonishment, the white light and heat in front of him were submerged and disintegrated into nothingness.

......

Special) Chief (Part 6)

At the edge of Lansta Industrial Zone, when the sheriff was about to report the situation again, a violent white light burst out in front of him.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom -"

The city defense cannons on the city walls were spitting out flames crazily, pouring out spears of fire into the sky, instantly dyeing the dark clouds of the rainy night a layer of orange.

Then, some of the missiles in the sky scattered and crashed into the college building, and exploded into balls of light after being intercepted by blue lights that came from nowhere.

The remaining missiles did not turn towards the predetermined position, but flashed in the darkness and then fell like a heavy rain, heading straight towards the square building in the Lansta Industrial Zone that looked like a relic of ancient civilization.

Almost at the same time, all the police and military personnel in the blockade raised their heads and stared in a daze at the horrifying scene that was like a meteor shower.

The whole atmosphere was silent for several seconds, until a hoarse roar exploded -

"Run!!!"

After yelling, the sheriff didn't even care about the car, and ran like crazy in the direction of the Lansta Industrial Zone - with so many blockades, it was impossible to clear the traffic in a short time.

He ran desperately, towards the city, reaching out his hand towards the neon lights, his vision blurred by a layer of coldness due to the heavy rain.

But he ran too slowly.

Ten seconds later, the explosion that seemed to shake the earth itself broke out, rolling up a violent shock wave.

The sheriff only felt himself being blown by the strong wind like a fallen leaf, leaving a trace in the heavy rain and neon lights, and then everything went dark in front of him and he lost consciousness.

Something hot ran down her cheeks, mixed with the cold rain, flowed over her lips, and spread on the rough concrete road.

Before he lost consciousness, the sheriff saw a spot of light in the darkness and a little girl curled up sleeping in it.

He wanted to reach out, really wanted to.

......

"Om-"

A deep blue factor energy wave burst out, and in an instant, the black clouds dissipated, and the light of the Broken Moon Misala once again outlined the contours of the capital city Vizel.

Under the light of the bright moon, a huge dark shadow quietly broke through the clouds, forming a dark silhouette under the moon.

This is none other than the Federation’s sky flagship, the [Admir Sky Eye].

From the moment the Lansta Industrial Zone's defense system was put on standby, this giant ship quietly lurked in the clouds, quietly overlooking the Lansta Industrial Zone with its huge eyes, waiting to intercept the missiles.

As for the blockades on the ground, they were all distractions, and the same was true for the feigned negotiations.

From the very beginning, Lansta Industries had no chance to negotiate.

"..."

Right below the giant ship, the Lanstar Industrial Zone had been razed to the ground, turning into a deep pit in the city center. The surrounding blocks were completely destroyed by the missiles that washed over the land—they were all missiles from Bastar Lanstar's Dead Hand system, his own missiles.

By tomorrow morning, the news that the Lansta Industrial Zone had self-destructed due to active rebellion would spread throughout the entire Ademir continent. By that time, the federal government would take over all of Lansta Industries' arms industries across the continent with extremely legitimate reasons - this would be a surrender of the rebel forces.

The neighborhood was destroyed and a large number of police officers sacrificed their lives to protect the masses. This was an absolute advantage in public opinion, and no force could raise any objection to the Federation's annexation of Lansta Industries.

"Buzz-"

The azure flames of factor energy flickered in the engines beneath the giant ship, and in the brief seconds that the giant ship appeared beneath the clouds, its huge shadow enveloped the outline of the ruins of Lansta Industries.

Suddenly, the shadow of the giant ship seemed to tremble slightly and became darker.

After noticing this change, the Eye in the Sky seemed to have received a signal. All its nozzles were directed backwards, and it accelerated with a roar that echoed throughout the city, creating a strong wind and diving into the dark clouds.

At this moment, in the bridge of the Eye of the Sky, the kind old man turned slightly, his eyes one silver and one red.

As he looked directly below the bridge, the lights throughout the bridge flickered slightly and unsteadily, and all the shadows became darker.

Then, all the shadows were instantly stretched and condensed into one point, and a gentleman wearing a black top hat and an elegant suit jumped out.

After standing firmly in the bridge, Suleiman Agust raised his head and met the eyes of the old man with strange eyes.

He flashed and emerged from the old man's shadow, stood in front of him, and gently touched his hat to greet him:

"Long time no see, Laplace von Valantia."

Hearing Suleiman's greeting, Laplace nodded expressionlessly, then turned his gaze to the huge panoramic window of the bridge:

"You really are merciless."

"'Everything is permitted', have you forgotten? The result is what matters most." Suleiman nodded gracefully, "You have made good progress during my absence."

He glanced at Laplace's blood-red eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved:

"Whose eyes are those?"

"The Sword Burial Man," Laplace said in a low voice, "has been hiding in Edward's old house."

"Ah...it's that old guy...I remember him, he was an impressive swordsman..."

Suleiman nodded slightly, with the corners of his mouth curving even more:

"But... I thought you would use the body parts of [Pure White Flame]. She's younger, isn't she?"

"She has a greater use, it's a waste to use her here," Laplace said briefly.

Seeing that Laplace didn't seem to want to talk about this topic, Suleiman nodded politely and changed the subject:

"I found the location of the Ark."

"Oh?" Laplace glanced slightly, then looked back at the clouds. "Congratulations."

"Don't be so cold, Laplace," Suleiman adjusted the brim of his hat elegantly, "At least, this is one step closer to the return of Hermes, isn't it?"

Hearing the name of his eldest son, Laplace's eyes flickered, and he turned his head sharply, emitting a dangerous aura.

However, Suleiman Agust had already merged into the shadows and disappeared like collapsing ink.

"..."

Laplace looked at the dispersing shadow for a long time without moving. He immediately shook out the silver watch on his wrist, gently opened the cover, and stared at the face on it.

——The face was exactly the same as Suleiman Agust’s, but the silver eyes were not cloudy.

Is everything allowed... Laplace moved his eyes away from the silver watch, and glanced at the screen that still showed the wreckage of the Lansta Industrial Zone, and looked at the on-site work that was quickly rescuing the wounded.

Among them, Laplace saw a body in a sheriff's uniform being dragged out of the rubble and thrown onto a stretcher.

There was no flicker in his heterochromatic eyes.

...END...

【Illustration】Ice Rain, Returning People

"The icy rain took her away from the past, and now she is a returnee of that past."

(Due to platform restrictions, it is very vague, and it is in the original book club)

Introduction) The Storyteller

Have you ever seen the cherry blossom rain falling from the sky, dispersing with the wind, and filling the breeze with fragrance?

Leaning under a tree, you are reading a fairy tale book. Occasionally, cherry blossoms fall on the pages of the book. You pick up the most complete and beautiful one and use it as a bookmark.

Have you ever seen it? The sun rises from the east across the sea, the sun from the other shore shines its light into the sky from the horizon, against the backdrop of the rain of flowers.

That is a story, a story that has existed long before the steel broke in the cherry rain.

But that is not the story I want to tell. The story I want to tell is much older.

Now look up, look at the starry sky, and find the brightest star.

That is the first star of the White Flame constellation, the morning star hanging above the battlefield. It is the star that brings peace and disaster to the world in the kingdom's faith.

But in ancient times, He had another name:

【The Ivory】.

You may know that in the days when the Odins walked the earth, they called the land beneath our feet Essra. They carved inscriptions on countless stone tablets in the ancient language of the gods, revealing their love for the mother of Essra.

At that time, the tusk in the sky was pure and flawless, the light of the royal court worshipped by the Odin people - it was the light of [The Higheaven], the Pantheon at the center of the universe, the great city where the supreme gods lived.

And across those tens of millions of light years, the Tusk of the Elephant and Ursa were connected to each other. That blessing spanned the stars like an umbilical cord, filling Ursa's body with vitality.

And she gave the most spiritual part of that blessing to her people - fertile land, which spread out from the perimeter of the temple known as the Eternal Walls, turning the entire continent into a sea of ​​blessing, allowing all things to grow and thrive in pure abundance.

Then, oh, those cute little guys with limbs, they poked out from under the flowers. I still remember them, they were covered with long hair like armor, and they were a weak group before the first spark burst from the stone.

As they grew in the abundance of blessings, these beings, born with a sense of free will, gradually climbed to the top of the flower stalks, absorbing bits of nectar from the leaves.

Later, they shed their long hair, built windmills and farms in the sea of ​​flowers, and forged steel and civilization in the fire.

They call themselves - human beings.

As humans grew stronger, the Odin Dynasty, built on the body of God, also gradually rose. The world grew under the blessing of the sea of ​​flowers, faster than any existence could imagine - their footsteps spread across the entire Ursa, their arms extended to the stars, and they were just one step away from surpassing the stars.

The blessing is transmitted from the other end of the tusk to Ursa through the umbilical cord, nourishing everything on Ursa, including its greatest beneficiary - human beings.

They were so small once, they were ants crawling on the petals of flowers, but now they have cast their gaze towards the stars.

The ants long to fly, they call out and pray with the most pious attitude.

Then He saw these cute little ones - the great Ursa itself, opening its eyes above the earth.

Born from those eyes was a girl, her hair was as black as night, her eyes were as dark as blood.

He walks alone in the sea of ​​flowers of human civilization, witnessing everything. Although the joy created by ants cannot make Him happy, it still makes Him feel very novel.

Until He met him.

That young Prince Odin, oh, his fair skin was as smooth as a girl's, his sharp eyes were as deep as mithril, and there was a hint of sharpness hidden on that handsome face.

Yes, in that sea of ​​flowers, He met him, and their eyes reflected each other.

He knelt before Him like a devout believer, expressing his admiration and love to those blood-red eyes. His knees bent the roots of the flowers, but tears welled up in his eyes.

And what does He know?

It was the first time that He saw the ant, so close. The details of the ant were more real than ever before, his skin, his silver eyes, his tears.

He let him stroke his long hair, which was as black as the night. He listened to his prayer and remembered the notes that echoed in the sky all the time.

That is mankind's praise of the blessing, and that praise has ascended into the stars.

The ant longs to fly, he tells Him.

What a pious and romantic ideal.

What does He know? His eyes were indifferent, yet flickering.

That night, He took him to the temple in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers—the eternal wall engraved with countless blessings. He let him see the blessing, the human Prince Odin, and he stretched out his hand and almost touched the umbilical cord that conveyed the blessing.

But he left, his eyes blazing, muttering something, leaving Him alone in the center of the temple.

Ants decorate their wings to fly to the stars. Oh, it sounds so romantic and like a fairy tale, doesn't it? It's all so absurd, yet so beautiful.

"It's time to sleep." Having witnessed the budding of human civilization, He was already satisfied, so He turned into black ink and merged into time.

For the first time, He slept like a young girl, breathing gently to the pulse of the earth.

When He woke up again, everything had changed.

He saw black smoke rising into the sky, obscuring the stars.