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

After a long while, he finally spoke:

"Don't be defined by the ladder, little girl, define the ladder."

The poet's words slowly flowed into Perlis' heart like a warm current, and like an anchor, once again settling her erratic emotions.

She discovered, somewhat unwillingly, that she had some realizations.

This poet full of riddles...ah...

Perlis sighed softly, and then said:

"I will do it."

"I believe you will," Icahn said with a smile, "Even if you feel disgusted, you never stop. This is something I like about you."

"Who asked you to like it?" Pearlis muttered softly.

"Hey~ We're almost saying goodbye, and you're still so hurtful~"

Icahn smiled hurtfully. It seemed that he only knew how to smile. He had no other expression except smiling. This made Perlis feel a little disgusted and at the same time, a strong sense of disobedience.

The poet maintained this smile and gently waved his hand to clear the air filled with sand.

"call--"

The space seemed to be pulled in both directions by a pair of invisible hands. The distance between the sword tombs became farther and farther. Only the ground covered with yellow sand remained unchanged.

At the end of the road revealed after the sword tomb was moved away, a small hill made of broken armor appeared in Perlis's sight, looming in the dust.

But even so, Perlis saw the figure on the hill at a glance.

It was a tall figure wrapped in pitch-black armor, kneeling on a small hill, with sharp barbs all over his body.

Even while looking at that existence, Perlis felt an unknown panic surging in her heart, just like the feeling she had felt countless times when she brushed shoulders with the mysterious existence on the dark side of the world.

That's... that armor?

Perlis recalled the scene she had seen when she resonated with the core at the end of the [Tower of Babel Competition]: a spire with dazzling light, a tall armored figure in front of the spire, and countless dark followers.

She had seen that tall figure in black armor many times before...

On the "Ocean Royal Family", this figure stood in front of the giant dark eye and chopped Perlis, who was spying on the information, into pieces with one knife.

Is He... a follower of Immortalus? Otherwise, why would He block the way of the giant eye?

"..."

An intuition emerged from the bottom of Perlis' heart: the dark figure in front of her was not only related to Imhotaros, but was also very likely one of the objects for Laplace to create the [Wide Area Broadcast]. Otherwise, there was no reason for her to see this guy in the illusion after the [Competition] ended.

The poet once said, "He is heading for the Great Wall", which means this guy is on the other side of the sea? In "Qilang"?

Then why... would He appear on the Plain of Swords?

Could it be...! ?

"...!"

An extremely terrifying possibility emerged in Perlis's mind, making her shudder.

She turned to look at Ikan Geller, as if seeking an explanation, an answer beyond her own conjecture.

However, Icahn just smiled and said:

"Go ahead, say hello."

Say... hello? Perlis shook her shoulders subconsciously, and almost wanted to yell "Why don't you go by yourself!"

But she held back because her subconscious told her that she had to go.

An almost absurd sense of fate came over me. From the high heaven at the end of the starry sky to this "Ersa" called the dust star, this moment was tinged with a strong sense of destiny.

"..."

After a brief silence, Perlis took a step forward and walked towards the hill where the armor was.

Behind her, the poet looked at her with a smile, and then turned into a faint shadow among the stars and dissipated, leaving only the faint murmur:

"We'll see you again."

"..."

Yellow sand filled the air, and Perlis walked slowly between the sword tombs, feeling the slight stinging pain when the wind and sand blew across her cheeks.

The spiritual world of Hafrigad symbolizes his mental state. The sea of ​​flowers where Halilali is located is as peaceful and kind as she is; the castle where Hassanka is located is as majestic and reassuring as he is.

What about this armor? The desolate and dilapidated ancient battlefield, tens of thousands of sword tombs, and endless desolation.

What had He been through? Why had He ended up like this?

"..."

Interlude) Sword Field (Part 2)

As Perlis approached the armor, the wild wind grew stronger and stronger, requiring her to use as much strength as the previous ten steps to take each step.

She was already weak, and she almost fell down under the ravages of the wind and sand, and her strength was draining away bit by bit.

Finally, when Perlis was almost exhausted, she climbed up the hill full of sword tombs and stood in front of the black armor.

The armor was made of strange black growths, and there were countless hideous battle damages like scars, all over the body of this being like ravines between mountains.

A feeling of sadness welled up from the bottom of Perlis' heart, inexplicably, as if this was not her emotion.

"......"

Perlis stretched out her hand tremblingly and placed it on the shoulder of the armored figure.

At the same time, this being slowly raised its head, and the eyes between the cracks in its helmet met Perlis's gaze.

——Those were a pair of blood-red eyes.

"..."

"...who I am...?"

"..."

I can feel the stars staring at my back.

Of course, this is just self-consolation, and soon there will be no starlight left.

"... [White Flame Star] is entering an abnormal orbit, please confirm the operation..."

"Confirmed," I said in a calm and crisp tone, "Identification name, Coles Hafurgard."

The blue light patterns in the cockpit gradually turned into red, which was dazzling and made me squint unconsciously.

At this moment, I am flying the White Flame Star above the clouds of Ursa, charging the spacecraft through resonance with the Upper Realm.

I love flying and have traveled through the starry sky countless times, but this is the last time.

"..."

"... [White Flame Star] is overloading and charging, please confirm the operation..."

"Confirm," I said, pressing a few buttons next to the seat. "Identification code, Coles Halfgard."

Everything is irreversible. This is the result of the development trend of all things - increasing entropy.

No matter how orderly a system is, when its size expands to a certain extent, it will inevitably fall into chaos.

According to Hafgard scholars, the universe will eventually reach heat death at the end of time, becoming a place of complete disorder and a chaotic ruin. At that time, everything will disappear.

The universe is like this, so how is the Great Union any different?

The [Pole Collection Plan] has been proven countless times to be a completely wrong decision. Despite the loud calls from the public and academia, the [Great Alliance] has never stopped collecting [Upper Boundary Factors] at the poles. Instead, it has continuously deepened the excavation depth and drilled through more than half of the planet.

The greedy Odins continued to mine the strata just to obtain more and more factors, just like a blood-thirsty wolf biting the throat of its prey tightly, trying to squeeze the life out of it completely.

I have warned you countless times, but to no avail.

In the eyes of the [Great Union] that has unified 90% of the land of Ersa, everything the [Holy Envoy of Heaven] says are shackles that bind their civilization.

They long to travel deeper into the starry sky, even above the starry sky itself.

And now, they are inevitably falling into hell——

"boom--"

After breaking through the increasingly dense factor energy clouds, I clearly saw the civilization covering the entire continent through the wide-angle screen.

The magnificent cities, the pipelines that shuttled through the sky, and the skyscrapers that reached into the clouds were all burning.

The pitch-black tentacles tore through the city's outlines, instantly cutting the hundred-story buildings in half; the followers with bone spurs tore through the legion's defenses, tearing apart the flesh and blood and factor shields together; the pitch-black tide submerged everything within sight, deconstructing everything into black growths, reshaping the face of the earth.

When the [Pole Collection Project] dug up the earth's core, dark liquid gushed out and seeped into the veins of the earth like poison.

The black followers, the twisted life forms, and the bloated union were simply unable to face such an offensive and soon lost their most remote defenses and were defeated.

Then, that eye opened above the sea—

"boom--"

A mushroom cloud rose from the skyline of the city below, and then another... and another... and another...

They tried to cut off their arms to save their lives, but no, it was too late.

[Immotaros], who was sealed in the core of the earth by [Mother Goddess Ursa], is returning to this world, and this is an irreversible trend.

The mother goddess has been sleeping in the abyss of eternity for a long time. Even if she is still awake, the fight between gods will directly destroy everything on the surface.

When the true face of the world is revealed, the cloak of civilization is nothing but fragile window paper.

All I can do is delay it and prevent Him from spreading its dark tentacles beyond this dusty planet.

The breath of civilization is the hymn of Hafgard.

Perhaps, after a few ivory tower hours, someone will come and end this farce.

Will it be you? Halle Laleigh? Will you follow in my footsteps?

"... [White Flame Star] is overloaded..."

"That's great," I smiled with relief, "Come on, then."

"call--"

After flying away from the edge of the continent, the dark sea appeared in front of me. I looked down at the darkness that spread to the horizon, and the crisis of inspiration was constantly triggered.

I saw the eye—an absurd, abstract shape made up of dark waves, constantly planting roots into the ocean currents and the earth, spreading and extracting everything.

It won't be long before He will cast His gaze toward the starry sky again.

Now is the last chance.

"O people of Odin...Pray..."

I exhaled deeply, removed the locket from my chest, and flicked it open.

Here is the only photo of me and Hallilali. She was smiling so happily.

At that time, I joked with her about opening a cafe in Luperca and using her beauty to prop up the store and attract customers.

She is really beautiful and I am very proud to have a sister like her.

"..."

I held the locket tightly, activating the 2/7 star fragments contained in my body, and white fireworks gradually burned on my body.

This is the fire from the stars. The fragments I hold belong to the second level of the legendary fireworks that can burn the entire starry sky.

"Om-"

White flames spread in the cockpit, and the energy stored in the overloaded [White Flame Star] resonated with me, and the white flames burned brighter and brighter.

At the same time, on the wide-angle screen, the engraved red symbol composed of "abstract flower" and "ink bottle" slowly lit up and flashed dazzlingly.

That is the symbol of the High Heaven, which means that He is watching me.

"My king, witness me transform into fire."

Facing the eyes above the ocean, I resolutely opened my mouth and issued an order:

"【White Flame Star】, warp."

"Ding------"