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

"Om-"

The huge steel mountain was like the city in the sky in mythology, blocking the entire sky above Perlis's head, so that she could even see the mechanical patterns on it and the six giant factor energy engine nozzles.

In the strong wind, Perlis only felt the wings of the shuttle shaking constantly, making a terrifying "creaking" sound, as if it would break at any time.

They actually sent the mothership out to chase me!? Perlis's eyes narrowed suddenly, realizing how sinister the situation was.

Even if the sky carrier just happened to pass by, it could crush her in the shuttle like an ant, without any difficulty.

The next second, Perlis acted decisively. She pressed the buttons on the console one by one, setting simple parameters.

She was going to use the shuttle's own [Factor Energy Folding], a technology designed to allow the [Blade of Babel] to reach the battlefield instantly, and was an emergency measure in emergency situations.

By briefly interfering with the curvature of space through factor potential energy, the shuttle can be squeezed out quickly. With the Federation's current factor energy technology tree, the shuttle can reach a speed extremely close to the speed of light in an instant.

This would cause enormous damage to the fuselage and render the factor energy engine immediately scrapped, but Perlis didn't have time to think about that.

In the present situation, there is only death or life.

"Drip-"

Perlis quickly completed the preliminary operations and reached the step of setting the destination.

Without hesitation, she set the first destination that popped into her mind:

Oira's Autumn Field!

The answer to Imhotalus mentioned by Ikan Geller is on the east coast of the continent, where there is also the war between Thebit and Dylla.

With the help of the chaos, perhaps Perlis could hide her tracks for a short time and get a brief respite.

"Buzz-"

A blue halo suddenly appeared in front of the shuttle, condensing the factor potential energy in the air.

At the same time, a huge guide needle stretched out from under the [Admir Sky Eye], and the red lightning between the clouds was attracted upwards, aiming at the shuttle where Perlis was.

Then, at the critical moment, everything happened -

"boom--"

A red lightning that was refined to almost incandescent color cut straight through space and instantly pierced through the side of the shuttle.

At the same time, Perlis felt that the blue halo in front of the shuttle distorted the space and ejected her and the shuttle violently.

"Om-"

In an instant, everything in front of Perlis turned into a series of light spots that were infinitely stretched into straight lines, and a color of almost pure red.

She felt an extremely strong gravity that almost crushed her body, but it was only for a moment.

"Om-"

The next second, the red suddenly shattered, and Perlis's vision was immediately covered by a golden field.

This is the east coast of the continent, Dila's land territory.

This is Akihara.

Before Perlis could be stunned by the magnificent golden field, the pierced wing of the shuttle exploded, and flames engulfed Perlis' body.

"Boom——"

Before her vision was completely covered by the flames, Perlis saw the shuttle falling straight towards the golden field.

......

1) Containment Breach (Part 10)

"She escaped?"

"Yes, Master Laplace, she..."

"..."

Inside the special containment procedures, Laplace leaned down gently and ran his hand across a scorch mark on the ground.

The scorch mark was still hot. Even though the factor energy arc had hit the ground half an hour ago, the residual heat was still deeply embedded in the wrinkles on the old man's hands like a barb, reminding him of his mistake.

"..."

The old man with heterochromatic eyes stood up and walked to the storage cabinet nearby. His eyes, one silver and one red, were wide open, allowing the scanner on the cabinet to identify his biological features.

"Inspection passed, containment level... [Highly Classified]..."

The steel cabinet popped open, and as cold air filled the air, Laplace saw boxes of containers filled with red condensate.

After quickly counting the number, he turned around and looked at the short man standing in the shadows:

"The number of samples is sufficient. Notify them to prepare to transfer the containment. You will do this personally."

"I understand, Master Laplace."

【Black Cape】Mercury bowed slightly to Laplace, then disappeared into the hall with light steps.

After that, Laplace turned his gaze to the other side of the hall - there was a makeshift transparent container, which was filled with turbid black liquid, and the other half was a steel frame with countless pipes entangled.

At this moment, on the steel frame, a fat figure was hanging weakly——

——【Giant Warrior】White Peng Falcon, 【Blade of Babel】Eleventh seat.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, his body was covered with scars, and he looked like he was barely alive.

Laplace slowly walked to the White Falcon's container. At the same time, a slightly hoarse voice came from above his head:

"If you want to ask, you'd better ask now. He doesn't have much time left."

Laplace knew that it was Zu Chumen, the [Blackwater Scholar], the ninth seat of [Blade of Babel], hanging from the ceiling.

But he did not raise his head. His calm eyes stared at Bai Peng Falcon's face for a while, then he spoke kindly:

"Why didn't you use all your strength to block the [Pure White Fireworks]?"

Hearing Laplace's question, Bai Peng Falcon raised his head slightly, and a difficult and heroic smile twisted on his face:

"She is... a true warrior..."

"But first of all, she is the property of the Academi Federation," Laplace's voice remained calm and without any waves, "and you let her escape for the so-called duel."

"She defeated me... fair and square!" Even though Bai Peng Falcon's voice was weak, one could still hear a hint of excitement hidden in it, "She took... what she deserved!"

"..."

Looking at the lingering White Falcon, Laplace was silent for a while, and something was brewing in his deep silver and blood eyes.

After a long time, he spoke again:

"How can I help you?"

Hearing this, Bai Peng Falcon's face twisted into a smile again, and he spoke with difficulty:

"Tell that stinky shark Furukawa Wataru that I...died with honor (in Dila)!"

After he finished speaking, Bai Pengshun began to laugh stumblingly, and streams of black sticky liquid immediately flowed out from the corners of his eyes and mouth, making his face look as terrifying as a devil.

Laplace nodded quietly, waved his hand, and turned away.

Behind him, the container containing the White Peng Falcon was filled with sticky black water, and his body was completely swallowed up.

"..."

Laplace walked through the crowd who were counting the damaged equipment, walked out of the containment corridor, climbed the ladder, and went directly to the floor where the final control room was located.

After walking through the corridor and reaching the door of the final control room, just as Laplace was about to unlock the door, his blood-red eyes suddenly glanced to the side, reflecting a dark shadow as thick as ink.

He knew that it was the [Black Angel] Suleiman Agust, the chief of [Blade of Babel].

Facing the shadow, Laplace did not turn his head, but spoke in a kind voice:

“Which rung of the ladder is she on?”

"At least [Awaken Flame]... but with more talent," the voice in the shadow was elegant and calm, "You know, the power of the Hafurgard people is always stronger at one level..."

“This is lower than the ladder of Daytime Star,” Laplace said in a kind but slightly aggressive voice. “In this case, she shouldn’t be able to break free of the dream.”

After Laplace finished speaking, the shadow in the corner fell silent for a moment, as if confirming something.

Soon after, an elegant low laugh was heard, accompanied by a whisper:

"I sense the presence of an old friend, who is the key to her escape..."

"Oh?" Laplace's eyebrows moved slightly. "Are you here already?"

"He has always been walking, in every country where poetry floats..." The voice in the shadow said gently and elegantly, "What do you think? Do you want to take her in again from under his gaze?"

“No need. We have enough materials to forge the [Heart of the False God]. She is no longer needed.” Laplace said calmly. “Eliminate her completely.”

"It's just as I thought," the gentlemanly and elegant voice said, "What are your plans next?"

"Deal with Mikhail Irenforno first," Laplace said, "The Iron Lord will taste the cold steel himself."

"Then I will continue to pursue the [Ark]..."

After he finished speaking, the inky thick air gradually faded away, and the shadow in the corner beside the door of the final control room became the same as usual, dark, but without any sense of danger.

Laplace's eyes did not flicker. He unlocked the mechanical door as usual, walked to the landing at the end of the final control room, and overlooked everything under the Tower of Babel.

In his vision, the sea of ​​clouds was still calm and the earth was still illusory.

......

"Is that... a Federation shuttle?"

"No, the identification signal did not respond, and the Ocean-wide Royal Family did not give any notice that the factor could be folded..."

"From Thebithe?"

"There is no news yet. The communication network has not yet returned to normal. We..."

Above the golden field, dark clouds gathered and a cold wind blew. The golden grass was swept into the sky with its roots and withered to a scorched yellow as it fell.

A team of Ogi's foot soldiers were surrounding the wreckage of a shuttle, with their swords raised vigilantly, guarding against any accidents that might occur at any time.

A few minutes ago, a shuttle was pulled by a blue halo and fell on the Autumn Plain, near a convoy of the Dila people.

Looking north from here, a huge skyship is lying quietly on the plain, with smoke rising from its wreckage.

That was the [Federation "Vanguard" Ocean-Royal Airship], which had its engine pierced by [Iron Lord] Mikhail Irenfono in the first conflict that broke out earlier, and crashed in the center of Autumn Plains.

There was no news from the federals yet, so Ogiru's foot soldiers could only start clearing out the people on Akihara in advance with the help of a [Blade of Babel] and escort them to the archipelago to avoid the war that might break out at any time.

Then, on the way, they come across this shuttle that suddenly crashes.

"..."

A group of foot soldiers nervously surrounded the wreckage of the shuttle. Except for the two who went to report the news, they did not dare to let anyone leave.

If there were any unexpected dangers in this shuttle, the farmers in the convoy behind them would be in trouble.

Just wait until that adult comes over to confirm... Most of the foot soldiers thought so, holding their samurai swords tightly.

The next second, a crack suddenly appeared between the wreckage of the shuttle.

"Clang-"

Several cracks in the steel burst, and the foot soldiers immediately stepped back several steps, staring closely at the cracks in the shuttle wreckage.

As they watched, a figure trembled and walked out from the crack.

She had long pure white hair and blood-red eyes. At this moment, two circles of light flashed in each of her blood-red eyes, causing the surrounding space to vibrate.

The raging flames burned her body, but were blocked by an invisible shield and could not hurt her at all.

"..."

The girl with long pure white hair was breathing heavily and her body was trembling as she looked at the foot soldiers who were surrounding her not far away, her eyes filled with mist.

Immediately, she pulled out a butterfly knife from her sleeve, and gently turned it, and the silver blade flashed red light.

With just one move, a deep and desperate murderous aura burst out. The foot soldiers of Ogi immediately took up their samurai swords and prepared to fight to the death with this monster that came out of the flames.

But at this tense moment, a somewhat soothing voice came from behind them:

"Calm down, step back and let me take a look."

Hearing that voice, the foot soldiers made way for him almost without hesitation, as if they were obeying the person who was speaking.