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

"Blue Reef, this is Sakurakiyama," Ayane's voice came over the radio, "You will carry out the landing mission, and we will provide full cover."

"Roger that!"

Grissom saluted the Sakuragiyama, then returned to the bridge and grabbed the rudder with both hands.

Rounds of artillery fire baptized the coast. At the same time, landing craft set off from the "Blue Reef", carrying Dila's most elite troops.

Fifteen years later, the Dila people landed on the shores of the Federation.

......

The landing battle was carried out very quickly. Since the federal army did not have much time to deploy after the launch of the Tower of Babel, they were quickly forced back from the coast.

After landing, the Dila people quickly set up a temporary camp on the beach. According to the estimated factor cloud concentration in the clouds, the Tower of Babel would need two to three hours to complete the next recharge.

This period of time is another opportunity for the Dila Vanguard Team.

"......"

The tent was opened, and Akihara Ayane walked in, escorted by black-veiled warriors. Her face was firm, but her cherry-colored eyes were very calm.

Without waiting for anyone to speak, Ayane threw a mask on the ground - it was a half-melted wooden mask with patterns of gods engraved on it.

"His Majesty Cang Huang died in the battle," Ayane said calmly, "It's a pity that we have lost our leader."

"Now, although we have landed successfully, our situation is still on the verge of life and death. As the commander, I give you the opportunity to choose."

"Surrender to the Federation, or continue fighting on Dila's behalf."

"This time, we are not fighting for [Cang Huang], but for yourselves."

......

4) Rain (Part 17)

When the broken [Canghuang] mask appeared in front of everyone, the entire tent fell into silence.

Everyone knows what that mask means. From the moment the Dila Empire came into existence, that mask has meant absolute power.

[Canghuang] has always been a symbol of the spiritual beliefs of the Dila people.

But now, the mask was broken into pieces, just a lifeless splinter of wood.

"..."

Gleason looked into Ayane's cherry-colored eyes. He didn't see any emotion in them, as if she was holding just an insignificant piece of debris in her hand.

He immediately knew what Ayane was thinking, so he took two steps forward and nodded at her:

"Ms. Ayane, let's discuss the next battle plan."

The officers of Dila nodded one after another. They had nothing more to say.

This is a battlefield. Even if the commander is dead, the sea behind them still belongs to the Dila people.

The souls of those who died at sea held up the sails in their hearts and pushed their ship forward.

Mourning will be dispersed in the sea breeze, but the living must continue to sail, especially now.

Seeing that everyone was so decisive, Ayane chuckled, handed the broken mask to the black-veiled warrior beside her, and then sat down at the table.

"Let's look at the situation now."

In just ten minutes, the Dila fleet summarized the current situation.

First of all, the main defense line of the Federals on the east coast has been destroyed, the East China Sea Fleet has been basically wiped out, and the remaining ones will be wiped out by the survivors of Dila's second and third formations.

From the perspective of short-term combat objectives, the East Coast landing was a success.

However, this is only a temporary victory. At the moment, the Thebite-Kingdom coalition forces are completely silent and they cannot confirm the situation over there.

If the coalition forces are completely wiped out, the next charge of [Tower of Babel] will definitely be directed at them.

"From the east coast to Lavis, we need to cross the Iron Curtain, break through the federal border defenses, and then move along the southeastern Iron Curtain," Ayane pointed to the map. "At the fastest marching speed, it will take us at least four hours, and that's not even taking into account the possibility of being blocked by the federal army."

"The fleet can provide long-range support. It won't be a problem if we just open a hole in the Iron Curtain and kill a few federals."

Admiral Hideo Fujita's voice came over the radio. His ship, the "Ice Ocean", was in the third formation and could only participate in the meeting remotely.

"Indeed, let's focus on the march," Ayane nodded, "The captain of the [Yakitsu Troll Soul Eater] promised that he would not give the federal army another chance to stop us."

Grissom resisted the urge to ask questions about the Soul Eater and said:

"Babel Tower is expected to be fully charged in two to three hours, but there is still a time difference of nearly one to two hours. What should we do? Should we adopt a dispersed march?"

"This will indeed make it difficult for the Tower of Babel to capture us all in one fell swoop, but our land forces are limited. Even if we join forces with the army on the border of Akihara, it will still be difficult for us to face the federal army of Lavis after we disperse," Ayane said, "We need some alternative plans."

"Ice Storm might be a way out," Grissom suggested immediately.

Previously, the Blue Reef's attempt to detonate the Ice Storm failed. According to Gleason's review, this might be because Laplace had made preparations in advance to prevent anyone from triggering this time bomb from macro factors.

Carly Fellowes planted the bomb in the heart of the enemy, but the enemy was wearing unbreakable armor.

"If we want to place our hopes on Miss Carly's legacy again, we may need some new means," Ayane murmured in a low voice, "You mentioned before that the possible factor that triggers the [Ice Storm] is strong factor interference, such as factor energy thunderclouds, right?"

"This is the information given by the Newsboy. Mei has verified it and it is indeed possible." Grissom nodded.

"Well, let's change our thinking," Ayane spread out the map on the table and drew a circle around the city of Weizer with her finger. "Assuming that the Federation has the means to prevent anyone from interfering with Weizer from the outside, what about from within Weizer?"

"You mean, let the Newsboy do it?" Grissom thought, "But we have lost contact."

The black-veiled warrior at the side took two steps forward. Her face was obscured, so no one could see it clearly:

"I will pass the information to the [Newsboy], and you just make a plan."

Gleason glanced at Ayane, who nodded in agreement, and continued:

"The Newsboys should also take action, but they are probably unable to move at this moment... Laplace cannot fail to consider them..."

"We have to place our hopes on miracles from time to time," Ayane said calmly, "After all, it's already a miracle that we can land on the shores of the Federation fifteen years later."

"You're right," Gleason nodded, then turned to Mei, "Mei, is there a way to allow Newsboy to gain the ability to create a strong factor energy interference within three hours?"

"I've thought about it," Mei pursed her lips, "but..."

The girl seemed to be hesitating about something. At this moment, there seemed to be a hint of helplessness in her eyes when she looked at Gleason.

Gleason read her look and quietly took her hand under the table.

Mei took a deep breath, then removed a small device from her inner sleeve and placed it on the table.

Everyone focused their attention on the small device - it was a [Redstone Module], surrounded by simple factor energy pipelines.

This is the gift that Perlis gave to Mei, and it has protected her and those around her from danger countless times.

"As long as the output channel is closed, this [Redstone Module] will be overcharged until it explodes," Mei said softly, "By then, the concentration of the strong factor energy at the center of the explosion will be equal to that of a thunderstorm. Not only will the [Ice Storm] be triggered, but the person holding this [Redstone Module] will also be reduced to ashes."

"In other words, it was a suicide mission."

......

In the rainy alley of Weiser, Jessica hid silently under the shed, listening to the iron shed above her head being pounded by the rain.

She came here after leaving her hiding place, and while avoiding searches, she silently waited for news from the Dila fleet.

Honestly speaking, Jessica thought that everything was probably over. She couldn't possibly ask everyone in "Newsboy" to sacrifice their lives without hesitation under such a disadvantage. After just the first round of elimination, "Newsboy" lost half of its companions.

When the time comes, she plans to go to the [College Building] alone for a final fight.

"..."

At this moment, Jessica felt that the alley suddenly became a lot darker. She looked up and was surprised to find a warrior in black veil standing in front of her, with bloodshot eyes flickering faintly behind the veil.

Before she could do anything, the warrior reached out and handed her a roll of letter paper and a small plastic bag:

"Message from the Dela Fleet."

Jessica hesitated for a moment, took what the warrior handed her, opened the letter and began to read.

As she read, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief - the Dila fleet successfully landed, Miss Xinghui was still alive, and even provided a way to detonate the [Ice Storm].

Although this plan seems to require the sacrifice of one person, Jessica doesn't seem to care too much.

If it only takes one person to sacrifice, it really isn't that big of a price to pay.

"..."

The dark clouds overhead slid across the alley, and for a moment, the gloomy alley seemed to become even gloomier.

Jessica suddenly remembered a boy who sacrificed himself and finally sent her out of the bloody and cruel competition.

That seemed to be a long time ago.

"I'll do it," Jessica nodded towards the black-veiled warrior, "Tell Miss Xinghui that it's an honor to have worked with her for so long."

She reached out and took out the [Redstone Module] mentioned in the letter from the plastic bag, placed the crystal clear red crystal in front of her eyes, and looked at it carefully.

At this moment, she felt a warm current passing from the crystal to her fingertips, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

It's a sense of familiarity, a long-lost sense of familiarity.

The glow of the firewood in the fireplace flashed before her eyes, and Jessica looked up in astonishment. At this moment, she clearly saw the emotions in the black-veiled warrior's bloodshot eyes——

——That was pity for her.

The rain is still falling, endlessly.

...END...

5) The Immortaros

Broken glass flickered around Perlis. She was in a long space crack, and gravity was dragging her forward.

Light and shadows from different eras are reflected in the glass that make up the passage. They are marks from the [underworld] and memories of various worlds.

Through the murals seen in the [Old Blessing Temple], Perlis roughly guessed the origin of the [Netherworld]:

The [Angel of Destruction] devoured countless civilizations and transformed them into concepts on its wings. These concepts, along with the authority of the civilization's memory, were pressed into the dimension after [Mother Goddess Ursa] destroyed the [Angel of Destruction], making that space a kingdom of memory.

And now, the flow of the netherworld converges between dimensions and leads to the extreme point. This only means one possibility -

—Suleiman Agust is retrieving those memories.

He, or rather, He, is gathering the power under the dimension again. When this process is completed, the [Angel of Destruction] will spread its wings again.

That moment might be the time when the material plane of this planet is annihilated.

"..."

Perlis gently stroked the [Blood Diamond] on her ring finger with an indifferent expression.

She quickly passed through the glass-like tunnel. The spots of light in front of her eyes flashed faster and faster, and her vision was filled with white light.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew towards her. Perlis put her hands in front of her eyes and unfolded the factor shield.

After getting used to the light, the girl raised her head. The vast ice field spread out before her eyes, and heavy snow fell from the sky.

This is the end of the world.

A huge shadow covered Perlis. She raised her head and saw a drilling rig that almost penetrated the clouds standing on the white plain. This behemoth from the previous civilization was covered in ice. Huge ice spikes of varying lengths gathered on one side. From a distance, it looked like a flag frozen in the air.

Even if it was a flag, it would probably be a mourning flag.

Perlis already knew that the [Pole Collection Plan] was the biggest cause of the Judgment Day of the previous civilization, but when she saw such a behemoth with her own eyes, she couldn't help but be shocked by the ambition of the Odin people.

They built such a big machine, it seemed more like a declaration than a need.

In the end, the machine became their tombstone, a tombstone of civilization.

"..."

Pearlis stared at the tombstone for a while, then turned her head slowly.

She had long sensed the presence behind her—a presence even larger and more terrifying than this tombstone.

A gravedigger.

A huge black hole hovers above the pole. It is far larger than a drilling rig, and the deepest darkness in the world is solidified inside it.

The continent was being torn apart, snow-capped mountains and earth plates were pulled up by gravity, shattered in the air and drawn into the accretion disk of the black hole, turning into red flowing light. Under the effect of gravitational lensing, the red light outlined the magnificent spherical outline of the black hole. This giant object blocked out the sky and the sun. The power of the lower world flowed out from the broken plates and gathered towards the black hole.

The inner side of the black hole is outlined by a circle of red photons, and in the event horizon inside the ring, indescribable things are being born.

Is that the essence of [Immotalus] Chaos?