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

Back then, during the first Academy War, the Dila fleet was facing such a sun.

But no captain was afraid, and everyone rushed towards the red light stubbornly, willing to be swallowed by it.

There are people who are very important to Ayane there, so she knows clearly that she is now just facing the same things those people faced fifteen years ago.

So she was not qualified to stay in the rear and command.

"..."

Facing the red light that was about to engulf her, Akihara Ayane inexplicably recalled the secret meeting under the moon and the stubborn blood-red eyes of Perlis Havrgard.

There are still such naive people in the world who think that all bad people should be punished and that it is wrong to let others die.

It sounds childish no matter how you listen to it.

But isn’t it that the reason why idealists are respected is that they have retained their naivety despite the hardships of the world?

Just like the little white flowers standing upright in the cold wind.

Childish and lovable, isn't she the same under the mask?

Facing the red dawn, Ayane put away her sword and looked around the bridge of the Sakurakisan.

Everyone was facing the red light. Ayane could see fear and confusion in their eyes, but no one looked away.

Her throat moved several times, and finally she uttered a simple sentence calmly:

“Gentlemen, it is a privilege to work with you.”

She suddenly realized what was called the "old Dila spirit". Facing the red light that was about to swallow everything, it was not enough to just talk about it.

Ayane could feel her hands trembling beneath her long sleeves. She had never felt so alive since she faced Mikhail Irenfono.

"..."

The Dila fleet charged across the sea, riding the waves towards the coastline, facing the increasingly intense red light.

Hundreds of moths flew towards a flame at the same time.

"Buzzing..."

The red light was getting stronger and stronger, and it might turn into an overwhelming beam of light at any time.

At this moment, a strange string sound appeared in the sound of the waves——

"Buzzing..."

It was a roar that seemed to come from beneath space. Ayane turned her head and saw the sea beside the "Sakurakisan" turning dark.

"boom--"

A giant ship made of snake bones emerged from the waves. Its huge bow first rushed high into the sky, then slammed heavily on the sea, stirring up black waves.

[Yakitsu Troll Soul Eater].

On the bridge of the three-masted sailing ship, Ayane saw the old captain in a tricorn hat. He was holding the ridiculously large wild sword, a smile blooming on his dark face.

"That's not like you at all, Ayane."

A clear voice came from behind her, and Ayane turned her head sharply, just in time to see the figure with black hair and red eyes rising from her shadow.

"Rin?" Ayane murmured in disbelief.

Ibuki Rin was standing there, dressed in a black veil, with a sheathed katana hanging around her waist, her face showing a calm expression with a hint of tenderness.

"According to your plan, you are going to return all the power to them this time, right?" Ibuki Rin stretched out a hand and gently stroked Ayane's cheek, "But you are too stubborn, so stubborn that you even want to pay the price yourself."

Ayane didn't say anything. She rushed forward, hugged Ibuki Rin tightly, and buried her head in her chest.

For so many years, she could only talk to her own shadow hiding behind the mask and completely closed her heart to the outside world.

Ibuki Rin is her shadow.

Like all children who were forced into that position, Akihara Ayane was actually worried that she would mess everything up.

No one knows what [Canghuang] is really thinking, and no one can confirm who [Canghuang] is, only Ibuki Rin knows.

She thought she would never see herself again before she died, but now Ibuki Rin is here.

"Okay, okay," Ibuki Rin patted Ayane's back gently, "Now that I'm here, it's time to make a choice."

"You can choose to die. According to the plan we have laid out over the years, the Dila people will only rush towards the tower more fiercely after losing you. This is the outcome you hope for."

"Or, stay alive and take down that tower for them yourself."

"That's up to you, my girl."

Ibuki Rin's last words were particularly gentle. She watched this child grow up, and watched her grow from a little girl who could only cry after her father's death to a cold and powerful person sitting on the throne.

She understood that Akihara Ayane was the most ferocious swordsmith in the world, and she was forging herself.

"I understand. Let's do as you say." Ayane raised her head, the tears in her cherry-colored eyes had long since disappeared. "Please lend me your power again."

"I have always been your shadow." Ibuki Rin said softly.

She stretched out her hand and took out a mask from the shadows - the mask engraved with patterns of gods, symbolizing Dila's supreme power.

"According to your wishes, this thing should be thrown away."

"Yeah." Ayane nodded slightly.

Just as she finished her words, a sound as loud as a wave came from behind her. Ayane turned her head and saw the red light of the [Tower of Babel] gushing out. The entire sea was crystal clear under the red light.

"Long live Dila." She whispered, facing the red light.

......

In [Tower of Babel], Laplace is wearing earphones, sitting by the window with his legs crossed.

A torrent of red light was generated at the [Core] above him, and then focused by the [Babel Prism] and released all at once, shooting towards the east coast.

There, a fleet was destroyed.

Numbers were floating in the air in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Those numbers were changing rapidly, indicating the power of the Tower of Babel and the number of remaining factors.

At the same time, battle reports were displayed on the screen one by one: this round of launch completely annihilated the first formation of the Dila Fleet, 65% of the second formation, and 31% of the third formation.

The Dila people were very smart. They adopted a three-formation approach to maintain both frontal combat effectiveness and dispersion, so that the Tower of Babel would not wipe them out in a single launch.

If the East China Sea Fleet was not controlled by Roger McLather an hour ago, with Laplace's command ability, he might have been able to force the Dila people's formation to be more dense at the expense of the entire East China Sea Fleet.

In this case...how many more people can Babel kill at once? Hmm...maybe 30%?

Laplace smiled softly. The roar above his head had ended. The surrounding sea of ​​clouds suddenly became much emptier. The energy ring composed of red lightning had also dissipated. Looking down at the ground from a high altitude, it had never been so clear.

Laplace enjoyed this feeling very much. During the [College War], he also sat in front of the French window like this, gazing at the endless land.

4) Rain (Part 16)

"Lord Laplace, the [Blackwater Soldiers] have completed their mission, and the [Newsboys] are fleeing. Do you want to chase them?"

It was the voice of a [Silent One]. Laplace could hear the noise of the crowd over there. These elite units were now under his direct jurisdiction.

"Kill them if you find them, but don't be deliberate. They are not a force to be reckoned with, and we have more important things to do."

Laplace added some tea to the cup and spoke nonchalantly.

"They are just using the power of the crowd, and the direction of the crowd is changing. If they don't go with the flow, they will be destroyed without us having to do anything."

The fact that [Newsboy] could have a certain amount of influence among the people with Wiesel as the center was tacitly approved by Laplace from the very beginning.

He needs such power to fight against those ambitious people in the [Academy] and [Military], such as Sean Davis, who attempted to turn the Lansta Industrial Zone into a base for his own ambitions.

But now, this tiny force has fulfilled its responsibility and there is no need for it to exist anymore.

The last threat left was the Ice Storm left by Carly Fellowes, but that force was firmly bound in the basement of the academy building. The protesters around the entire square were forced back by the Blackwater Soldiers, and nothing could threaten the people in the security center.

Now, all we have to do is wait quietly for [Inmotalus] to hatch at the pole, and clean up the garbage in the dead corner, and the game will be over.

Laplace stood up, stretched his muscles, and looked at the sea of ​​clouds in a good mood.

It's the same with chess players. Just moving a few pieces can cause chaos.

This is a game of civilization.

......

"boom--"

The moment the Blue Reef emerged from under the sea, the magnificent roar made him cover his ears.

He rushed out of the bridge and looked up, just in time to see a torrent of red light passing overhead and hitting the Dela fleet in the distance—

"boom------"

The violent thunder tore through the waves, sweeping across the sea, turning everything on the sea surface into ashes. Tens of millions of tons of seawater evaporated into white gas under the effect of the factor energy annihilation, and the waves were pushed into the sky hundreds of meters high by the red light, covering the sky and the sun.

When the highest waves subsided, only white mist remained on the sea, as if a fog was coming from the east.

Grissom stood blankly at the railing, the hot mist blowing in his face made him speechless.

Was the Dila fleet destroyed just like that?

No... there must be surviving fleets... The second and third fleets will try to land on the coast from multiple points. We are not alone...

Grissom tried to convince himself, but his ice-blue eyes kept trembling.

They died just like that. That was the most powerful fleet in the entire ocean that Dila had trained over the past fifteen years, and it was wiped out just by a single order from the people in the tower.

Everything about them, including their actions, courage, and even their lives, was directly negated by Laplace's order.

Why does something like that appear in this world?

"..."

While Grissom was in a daze, someone hugged him from behind.

It was Mei. She rested her forehead against Gleason's back and said softly:

"We can't stop here."

"I know, Mei." Grissom gritted his teeth.

Grissom turned his head and looked at the coast that had been bombarded by the Dila fleet for several hours. It had become like the surface of the Broken Moon Misala, full of potholes and caves.

At this time, after the launch of the Tower of Babel, the federal army returned to the bunker on the beach and began to set up a defense line.

Grissom knew that this round of soldiers would most likely no longer obey Roger McArthur, but would be under the command of Laplace himself.

After all, after the launch of the Tower of Babel, no soldier would be stupid enough to obey the defeated Roger.

"Blue Reef, prepare to fire!"

Grissom turned around and prepared to return to the bridge to begin commanding the battle.

He will serve the Dila Navy until his last moment, until his death.

But just as Grissom turned around, several dull thunders came from afar -

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Gleason turned his head and saw nothing but rough waves on the foggy sea.

Just when he thought he might have heard it wrong, the waves threw out several pieces of half-melted steel fragments, which were the wreckage of the first formation.

Impossible... There can't be any survivors in the first squadron... They are the first target of the [Tower of Babel] beam.

Gleason stared blankly at the sea. Before long, several more red lights exploded in the mist.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Then, a black shadow appeared in the mist, breaking through the mist with traces of melting, and the [God Strike Cannon] on the bow was aimed at the coast——

——It’s the “Sakurakisan”!

It broke through the waves mixed with iron wreckage, and a black force surrounded it, emerging from the waves.

At the same time, the shells fired into the sky from the Sakurakiyama also landed on the shallows, and a series of factor energy fireballs lit up one by one -

"Boom, boom, boom, boom -"

At the same time, a giant ship made of snake bones rose from the sea. It was the Yamata Troll Soul Eater. Its body was surrounded by black power, and illusory black sails were fluttering on both sides of the mainmast.

Several more factor-energy warships rose from the waves. The sailors on them had turned into monsters with black blood. Their naval uniforms were entangled with seaweed, but no one took their eyes off the shore.

Those are the undead from the first squadron!