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

In the woods in front of her, countless bodies of federal soldiers were laid out, and it was impossible to count how many people she had killed.

"R…Ryan…?"

The moment she saw Ryan's face clearly, Carly's hand trembled and the steam revolver fell to the ground.

She narrowed one eye slightly, and her chest rose and fell rapidly, as if she was in severe pain at any time.

"Ryan Tyras...?"

"It's me, Miss Fellowes. You are safe."

"Federation..."

"Everything has been resolved. You are safe. Don't worry, we will take you away."

Ryan's voice was steady and firm, and under his gaze, Carly finally let down all her guard.

At the same time, she felt a black screen in front of her eyes, and pain and fatigue came over her like a tidal wave, engulfing her consciousness in an instant.

In the endless darkness, Carly saw a glimmer of starlight.

The starlight was always hanging above her head, and she fell asleep peacefully.

"Twinkle... twinkle... little star..."

"The sky... is full of... little stars..."

...END...

Sea of ​​Flowers

Sea of ​​Flowers - Hafgard Consciousness Cluster

Walking along the road among the flowers, tiny stars light up from the pure white sea of ​​flowers, twinkling.

Gradually, the sea of ​​flowers faded, and the stars gradually dotted everything around, leaving only the road under your feet.

"..."

Perlis walked silently on the plank road in the starry sky, gradually approaching the red star in the distance, feeling the starlight that seemed to be able to purify the soul shining on every corner of her body.

Slowly, her heart, which had stopped beating, began to beat again.

“Boom…Boom…Boom…”

The crimson light came over her at that moment, engulfing the girl's delicate figure, and her consciousness connected with the stars.

"who I am...?"

"..."

"call......"

Ice water splashes on your face, cool, a traditional and somewhat stubborn way to cool down.

I gently wiped the water stains off my face and pushed my pure white bangs upwards, revealing my slightly hot forehead.

The mirror was covered with a layer of mist, and the blood-red eyes that were flickering with a faint light seemed a little unreal, like some neon lights on a rainy night.

I reached out my hand and wiped the mist off the mirror, letting it reflect my haggard face: Although I don't want to brag, the me in the mirror is already beautiful in this state. Except for the red lines at the corners of my eyes, I think I am beautiful enough to be ranked in the ivory tower area...

No, no, how can I think about these things now...

I patted my cheeks in panic and took a deep breath, allowing my chest, which had become extremely hot from holding the fragments, to gradually cool down.

Accommodating [Star Fragments] would be a catastrophe for any Hafurgard who had not reached the [Star Seed] stage. Although they could only accommodate 1/7 of the fragments, it was already very easy for them to lose control and collapse...

And I... just had a low-grade fever?

It seems that today, I can apply to end the quarantine...

"call..."

I turned the faucet engraved with silver patterns, scooped up a handful of ice water, and poured it on my face again, feeling the coldness penetrating into my bones.

After a quick facial cleansing, I put on a pair of headdresses inlaid with ice-blue gemstones and pushed open the bathroom door.

Today, I am going to visit the tower.

......

"Ms. Hallilali, you have been granted a pass. Please maintain a good mental state within one ivory tower hour and avoid looking directly at the starry sky."

"Okay, I know."

I nodded towards the silver seat suspended in mid-air, then turned around and left the isolation area where countless petri dishes were suspended.

The formalities went smoothly. As a frequent visitor to the Ivory Tower District, everyone knew me and Daytime Star. This bothered me a little, but it also made everything go smoothly for me.

After all, I am very qualified both as a [Star Flame] and an [Arbitrator].

Not to mention my brilliant brother...

When I mention my brother, I can't help but feel sad and feel like there is a small piece missing in my heart.

Coles Hafgard, the [Holy Envoy of Heaven], has been missing in the star space for 0.35 ivory tower hours.

He never goes missing for no apparent reason...Nothing can be too hard for him...

What's more, the last place he went was just a dust star with a mere 1.5 level civilization...

"I'm sorry, Koza, I have to look straight at the stars..."

Walking out of the quarantine area, I stood on the empty and vast street, looking up at the bright starry sky.

The colorful stars seemed to be aware of my gaze and responded to me with twinkling.

I'm going to that dusty star. I'm going to find my brother.

.......

After tearing open the crack, I jumped out of the red space lightly and landed in a classical dojo with wooden floors.

In the High Heavens, only the planet Shepherd has this kind of decoration. After all, it is an area built for the coexistence of multiple civilizations.

This type of room should not be allowed in the Ivory Tower area, but it also depends on who the owner is.

"You're here, Halle Laleigh."

In the center of the room, an old man in a pure white Taoist robe stood up, with a pitch-black sword hanging from his waist.

Looking at his sharp eyes that sparkled with stars, I couldn't help but smile:

"Grandpa Hassanka."

"How was the process of containing the fragments? Was it smooth?"

"It's okay, I just have a low-grade fever..."

I recalled everything I had seen the night before when I was accommodating the fragments, and the last word was slightly hesitant.

After accommodating the fragments, I lay on the mercury platform and entered the boundless stars.

There, I dreamed of a pure white sea of ​​flowers, just like the sea of ​​flowers in the backyard of an ivory tower, sparkling with pure white starlight.

Then, among the sea of ​​flowers, I saw a young girl slowly walking towards me.

She was so small, so small that she was almost swallowed by the sea of ​​flowers.

"..."

Grandpa Hassanka obviously saw my inner emotions, but he was very considerate, just tilted his head slightly and said softly:

"Are you sure you want to go find Coles?"

"I have made up my mind," I clenched my fists, "I will not be tripped up by such a small difficulty."

"But he has been tripped, Harilali," Grandpa Hassanka's voice was indifferent, "You are not naive enough to think that the planet is really just a dust star, right?"

"what do you mean...?"

"That planet... once had an out-of-control [Star Seed] fall. That angel fell into the dust and was suppressed by the god of the dust..."

"【Star Seed】? Angel? Could it be..."

"Yes, he was once the king's angel, but he unknowingly swallowed up the power and briefly gained godhood."

Grandpa Hasanka said this, walked to the other end of the dojo, and gently stroked the blackboard on the wall with his hand.

Instantly, the surface of the blackboard was dotted with stars, and finally formed a picture -

——Tentacle, countless black tentacles.

"His authority is [Engraving Ink], a powerful power that can rewrite matter itself, a power of reshaping..."

Hassanka turned his head and stared at me with sharp eyes. A dangerous aura came over me.

The last time I saw Grandpa Hassanka with this expression was when he was the [Sword Burier] and killed the high-entropy anomaly.

"That angel... is called [Immortalus], the Angel of Destruction, the angel who cleans up the waste for the king in the ivory tower..."

"Perhaps it was the wear and tear of those countless ivory towers that made him gradually return to his instincts..."

"He had been suppressed long ago. The species on that dusty planet... probably touched a taboo, causing him to reappear once again..."

"Kors is a powerful arbitrator, but he only contains 2/7 of the fragments of [Star Flame], and it is impossible for him to suppress the existence with complete authority..."

Hassanka sighed softly. This invincible swordsman rarely had this expression, at least I had never seen it.

A chill gradually welled up from the bottom of my heart, cooling down my body which was burning with heat from successfully containing the fragments.

If [Sword Burial Man] says it is impossible, then what is possible?

......

Interlude) Sea of ​​Flowers (Part 2)

According to the custom of the High Heaven, after accommodating the fragments, one needs to visit the ivory tower and let the brilliance that symbolizes creation cleanse the soul, so as to resist the corrosive starlight of the starry sky.

The more inspired a species is, the more easily it is eroded by the starry sky. This is the shackles of civilization: the duller the species, the less afraid it is of the starry sky, but it also cannot break through the stars; and the more intelligent the species, the more easily it is contaminated by those gazes at the moment of breaking through the starry sky, and thus collapses into a crazy tumor.

Riding the starlight, I passed through the magnificent streets, using the street scenes along the way to alleviate the hesitation I got from Grandpa Hassanka. But it was almost useless. The Hafurgaards in the Ivory Tower District were always cold and expressionless. They just rode the starlight silently through the crisscrossing buildings, sometimes entering the cracks, and sometimes staying where they were.

When I was a child, my brother and I made an agreement that after the arbitration time exceeded 10 Ivory Tower hours, we would retire together, open an ordinary cafe on Lupercalia, and live a good life.

According to that guy, a beautiful girl like me will always be pursued by many people, and he can use my face to support the cafe...Haha, I don't want to...

I feel a little tired, so I don’t want to think about it for now.

"..."

I accelerated the starlight and soon saw the tower on the horizon—pure white, with a strange arc that distorted space, as if it was infinitely high and penetrated into the stars, twisting the starry sky into a vortex. All the stars were rotating around the tower, spreading out like a vortex along the outline of the tower.

That is the Ivory Tower, the center and origin of everything.

Compared with the tall tower, the surrounding city buildings are like ants, densely packed, yet not even one ten-millionth the size of the tall tower.

The children of the High Heaven all grew up looking at the ivory tower. The creative glow paved the city with splendor and made everyone energetic and vibrant.

Although this kind of vitality makes people concentrate 200% on the careers they love, thus appearing cold to the outside world, it actually improves the quality of the spiritual world of Hafurgaard and others.

...There are even things like the [Havrgard Consciousness Cluster] that have been proposed, which sounds incredible.

However, there were many Hafgard who did not like this overly creative life, so they moved to the more primitive Shepherd Planet and lived a simple life.

After I find my brother, I will go there too, definitely.

"..."

Gazing at the pure white surface of the ivory tower, I concentrated my attention, and lines of engraved gold patterns appeared one by one before my eyes.

Without hesitation, I whispered the words:

“Listar Kas Mizalar (Ancient Divine Language).”

When I was aware of it again, I found myself in a sea of ​​pure white flowers, with the starry sky shining above my head.

I couldn't help but be a little surprised: the audience process does not require entering the ivory tower, one only needs to read the inscription and then feel the shining light.

Could it be that...that being wants to see me?

When I thought of this possibility, I couldn't help but shudder slightly: I had just come out of the isolation chamber and visited Grandpa Hassanka, and I obviously didn't tidy up my appearance carefully.

Anyway, it should be more solemn, right? No, no, maybe it's not, maybe it's just a mistake... Why does that being want to see me?