Chapter 199 Mission
"Your cat-bug, it evolved into a turkey."
"It's not a turkey!!" Captain Ban shouted as he wiped the blood from his eyes, "It's a phoenix!"
Bright light flashed, and the fire phoenix danced gracefully in the air. Several approaching alien monsters were burned by the orange-red flames it sprayed, and sparks spread like a scattered starry sky.
Xiao Zhen seized the opportunity and swung his sword like lightning. With a loud bang, the wall collapsed and directly crushed several Izel monsters. He swung his hand back and killed all the messengers of doom behind him.
"Cat, cat, bug! Cover us!" Xiao Zhen shouted.
The phoenix responded loudly, igniting a bright glow in front of Xiaozhen and Captain Madara. Under the incandescent light, Xiaozhen and Captain Madara led the living warriors to open a bloody path in the endless tide of alien monsters. The flash of the fire phoenix made these alien monsters stagger back in fear, Xiaozhen's sword wind made their lives wither like dry grass, and the energy gunfire of the warriors turned their flesh and blood into ashes.
Liu Bei and Guan Yu followed closely behind them and threw grenades. With the exquisite cooperation of these two Ganus people, the powerful photon grenades were always transformed into heat waves at the most appropriate positions, causing heavy losses to the enemy.
"Hope Township stands!" "For Lothar!" Amid the soldiers' roars, explosions and screams, they killed their way forward. No soldier's body could be said to be intact. Stray bullets and energy beams passed by them from time to time. Soldiers kept falling on the roadside, but at the same time they also brought several times the death to the alien soldiers.
In the central courtyard of Kashuman Academy, Xiaozhen and others met up with Ilian.
"Are these the only people you have?" Inspector General Illian asked. His armor was covered with cracks, his gorgeous cloak was tattered, and his originally handsome and clean face was still stained with blood. He still maintained a very self-controlled calmness, using his attitude to stabilize everyone's mind.
"It must be because there are still so many of us alive." Liu Bei replied.
Xiao Zhen nodded: "Yes, we are all still alive."
Illian looked at them, then smiled, "Then keep fighting."
A soldier pointed to the sky and shouted, "Look! Is that reinforcement?"
"It's the Angry Eagle Fleet." Ilian looked up and said, then his face turned pale in an instant.
Adjutant Miao Wen said: "They, they are about to be dragged into a trap!"
"Because our land and orbital systems are all in chaos." Ilian stared at the Angry Eagle fleet that broke through the clouds in the sky. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it!"
The Angry Eagle Fleet arrived as scheduled, but they were also attacked by the chaotic system. The moment they were connected to the global network of Hope Township, all intelligent computing processors encountered an overload of information shock, and then everything stagnated. There was no information transmission, no data, and they could not receive any communication from the ground or orbit. Ilian could almost imagine how chaotic and angry the communication exchanges of the Angry Eagle Fleet were now.
"Eagle's Claw!!" Adjutant Miao Wen shouted, "It was dragged away by them!!"
A warship from the Angry Eagle Fleet was crossing the sky in an abnormal trajectory. It seemed to be guided by some invisible force, automatically and quickly approaching a huge alien circular trap in the air that was shrouded in gray fog and was both real and virtual.
People stared at the tragedy in a daze. A huge ship was gracefully stepping into death, like a moth flying into a flame, the front of the ship began to explode first, and then spread throughout the ship like a flower blooming. The hull was lifted, the bow collapsed, and the frame scattered. It was disintegrating, it was destroyed before people's eyes, like a meteor about to burn up. It was falling.
Tears flashed in the soldiers' eyes. This was the fleet that came to rescue them. Their soldiers were supposed to fight side by side with them, but now they died in vain.
…
Xiao Zhen felt something buzzing inside her.
(Protect me, Captain Madara.) After saying this, he gathered all his strength, and the invisible tentacles spread out at that moment. His eyes were shining.
All of Yan Zhen's blood vessels almost exploded at that moment, and his body was on the verge of collapse. Xiao Zhen gathered his willpower and swam like a thread in the unreal space. Probe, pierce.
His head ached. He almost died with every breath he took. Xiao Zhen continued to explore and search .
This is a suicidal dance on the tip of a needle. He is searching for the head beyond the physical realm. Just as it can sense him, he can find it.
(Xiao Zhen!! Come back soon!) Captain Madara screamed in his ear.
The alien soldiers rushed towards them again like a tide. Captain Ban and Phoenix flew beside him to protect him, calling him anxiously. Not far away, Mu Wen pushed Ilian away, and a spear of light pierced the chest of the young adjutant from behind. Ilian roared and chopped the alien monster into pieces. The central courtyard once again turned into a battlefield filled with firepower and screams.
(Xiao Zhen!!)
Xiao Zhen stood in place, his invisible tentacles grabbed the tentacles in the void, he smelled it, found its extension of consciousness, he saw its shadow, and located it. This was the tracking of the spiritual world, this was the hunting of the non-physical sentient race.
[Who are you?] Its voice appeared again, evil and arrogant.
Liu Xingquan followed behind Sutil.
Is this the Land of Hope? Is this the homeland of Losar and his people a thousand years from now?
There were explosions and flames everywhere. He could hear the roar of weapons and the strange whispers and shouts of aliens from all directions. Before his eyes was a city being destroyed. The once bright and colorful glass buildings were collapsing, and dust was flying in the air.
The bombardment continued and the deaths continued. Liu Xingquan wondered, is this the place Losa had fought for?
From time to time, alien passers-by with panic-stricken looks ran past them.
"Go to the shelter quickly! Run away!! They are coming!" The aliens from Hope Town staggered and shouted to Liu Xingquan.
Liu Xingquan looked at Sutil and asked, "Are we going to the shelter?"
"No, you have somewhere to go," Sutil said firmly.
"where?"
Sutil did not answer, but stubbornly gestured to Liu Xingquan to follow him.
"But I feel like this is going to be the end." Liu Xingquan said hesitantly.
"No," Sutil replied, "under the guidance of the light of the Star Fountain, hope will last forever."
"The light of the star fountain, is it the wonder on your planet?" Liu Xingquan said as he looked up at the sky. There were flashes of light flickering in the sky, and a large shadowy alien fleet was moving through the cloud fragments. They were baring fangs and claws like black fog.
The Fountain of Stars mentioned by Lothar in his letter and by Sutil is nowhere to be seen now. All he can see are ashes and shadows, lightning and fire.
"Those are reinforcements!" Sutil suddenly said excitedly, "Those are the Angry Eagle Fleet of the Eye of Supervision!! They are coming too!"
"Angry Eagle Fleet?" Liu Xingquan couldn't help but tremble when he heard the word Eye of Supervision.
"It's reinforcements! Here to rescue the Land of Hope!" But Sutil's excitement did not last long, because a warship was pulled into the alien fleet's circular trap before their eyes.
In Liu Xingquan's eyes, this huge warship itself has a surreal beauty, and now it is like witnessing the arrival of the mythical doomsday. It is heading towards death. Just like the legendary god with burning wings, just like the falling star. The armor fell off, the mast broke, the hull was torn into pieces in an instant, and the burning fragments exploded in the clouds. Brilliant and glorious, but heavy and sad.
It fell in a tremor of the sky.
Several pieces of debris flew over their heads, and shadows slid past them, wandering in the destroyed city. A moment later, several thick smoke rose in the distance, and the tallest and most magnificent glass tower collapsed. Liu Xingquan heard the wailing on the ground.
Sutir picked up a small piece of glass from the ground. "That's the Asgardian Glass Tower, made of glass made from pyroxene. It's known as the most beautiful transparent color in the galaxy." The glass in his hand reflected the color of the sky. "It's a specialty that only our Hope Township has."
He had heard Sutil proudly mention the tower on the way, which was the most conspicuous landscape building in the city of Muli. On the way before coming here, he had also heard the stowaways of the Flawless describe this dreamland. Under their passionate rendering, he had imagined countless times the scene of wandering in the city of Hope. But now, the burning debris was constantly falling, the sky turned into a sea of fire, and the arc of destruction jumped in the clouds. They seemed to be in the end of the world under the red flame storm.
A thought suddenly popped up in Liu Xingquan's mind: This is a desperate situation.
Sutil put the glass in his pocket and showed Liu Xingquan his white teeth. He said, "Let's go."
"Even if the glass tower collapses, it can be rebuilt later."
…
Sutil took him to a parking lot. Behind the gate with layers of protection, there was a small land-based airship parked, as if it had been parked here for a long time waiting for their arrival.
"Is this your airship?" Liu Xingquan asked.
"My father and mother." Sutil looked at him and smiled, "and my ancestors."
Another vague answer. Liu Xingquan didn't like Sutil's vague answer. But every time he tried to protest, Sutil always looked at him with a longing and gentle look. Under his gaze, he always felt a little shy. He was just an ordinary person who was a drag. Why did he always look at him with longing and respectful eyes? He was puzzled and finally could only shut up. And Sutil was indeed his benefactor, and now he had no choice but to follow him.
The land-based airship took off while shaking.
The debris falling from the sky was like a meteor shower, each one was a heavy bomb, smashing holes in the ground one after another. Liu Xingquan held the seat handle tightly. He saw a soldier being hit by the debris, twisting and screaming while holding his limbs. An alien who was engulfed by flames and could not see his original form rolled on the ground, and half of the body of a Homo sapiens fell in the ruins. The streets were full of death. The air smelled of ashes and fire. If the airship was hit... Liu Xingquan's heart was pounding, the explosion hit his eardrums, and his hands were full of sweat.
I don't want to die.
I don't want to die.
My mother is waiting for me to come home.
My friends are waiting for me to come home.
I don't want to die.
"You won't die." As if he had heard Liu Xingquan's inner voice, Sutil said. He turned back to look at him. Unlike the relaxed tone he had shown along the way, his voice at this moment contained a strange emotion. "I will protect you. This is my mission."
The broken buildings on both sides kept receding rapidly, and the airship was speeding through the streets.
In the previous pursuit when they escaped from the Eye of Supervision, Liu Xingquan had already witnessed Sutil's superb driving skills, and now he had a new experience. Under Sutil's control, the airship nimbly dodged left and right, avoiding the deadly burning fragments one after another. The shaking earth, the collapsed buildings and the violent air waves did not stop the airship from moving forward.
"We're here!!" Sutil shouted.
An unknown object suddenly hit the rear of the airship, and white smoke suddenly appeared at the rear of the airship. "Error! Error! Temperature warning! Temperature warning!!" the system issued a warning sound.
"Tsk." Sutil snorted and steered the airship to the ground. With the roar of the engine, he dragged Liu Xingquan out. They had only run forward about five meters when the airship exploded behind them.
"You're injured." Liu Xingquan shouted. A sharp metal strip pierced into Sutil's thigh, and blood stained his pants red. When the explosion occurred, it was Sutil who overwhelmed him and blocked the debris. If it weren't for me, he might not have been injured at all. "You're injured!!" Liu Xingquan's heart was beating like a drum. He wanted to pull out the metal strip, but pulling it out would cause heavy bleeding. What should he do? He recalled the first aid method he had learned in school. Should he press on the wound?
"I'm fine." Sutil said easily, staring ahead. A strange shadow was approaching rapidly, its slender body casting a shadow on the ground, the air around it was twisting, its posture was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear. It was the Messenger of Doom, the special attack unit of the Izel Alien.
What a coincidence. It had to be here. It had to be here.
"Do you see the teleportation device in the back porch? Yes, it's been activated. Hurry over there. Someone will take you away." Sutil said calmly without looking back, staring at the Messenger of Doom.
"You are injured!!" Liu Xingquan shouted.
"Go!!" Sutil pulled out his energy gun.
"you……"
"Let's go!!! They are waiting for you, they are waiting for you!!" Sutil turned around, picked up Liu Xingquan, and threw him into the porch with incredible strength, "Let's go!!"
“Who is waiting for me??”
"Lothar. He's waiting for you." Sutil said in an unusually gentle tone. Liu Xingquan climbed up in the porch, and an alien that looked like a giant moth came to his side. It pulled him into a ring device, and the light began to bloom. The air swirled around him, making a buzzing sound.
"Sutil!!" Liu Xingquan shouted.
Sutil stared at the Messenger of Doom in front of him. He fired several rounds at it, but its speed was like a ghost. His energy bullets brushed past its body and missed again and again. The pain from his leg injury affected his judgment and actions. He was a little dizzy at the moment because of the excessive blood loss. But it was the Messenger of Doom, and it was not a target that he could easily defeat.
But it doesn't matter, he was just trying to buy time. Liu Xingquan behind him needs time to teleport. Time is his battle. I am the son of the people of Hope Town, the descendant of Wu Haixi, Lothar's comrade, and the guardian from the Tita Mountains. Now, I will complete my mission here.
He fired at it, shot after shot, hitting it twice. Then it pierced him. The slender alien limb was an extremely slender and sharp blade. Its blade pierced his chest. He twitched in pain and struggled to reach for his equipment belt. Its flat face had no mouth or nose and no expression. It was so strange and unnatural that he knew nothing about the doom of the Izel alien. But it also knew nothing about the Hope Town.
Behind him, Liu Xingquan was flashing and disappearing, and the teleportation vortex was about to close.
"Sutil——"
Xingquan, let's go. He thought, I have completed my mission.
"My friend, Xingquan," Lothar said, "he will come here in the distant future."
"Is this the person who gave us guidance?" Wu Haixi asked excitedly.
Lothar nodded, and he fell into deep thought as he looked at the fountain of stars flowing in the night sky. Recently, Lothar often fell silent suddenly, and Wu Haixi stood quietly by his side without disturbing him. After a moment, he looked at him, "That will be a long, long time in the future , Wu Haixi, can you do me a favor?"
"I will definitely complete my mission," said Wu Haixi.
Many years later, Wu Haixi's child sat beside him and said, "Tell me the story of the hero Lothar again! Father!"
"Please remember what I am going to say next. This is not a story. This is your mission."
Wu Haixi's child looked at his father and said solemnly: "I will complete my mission."
Many years later, the child had grown up. His young offspring stood beside him, "Tell me more about the story of the hero Lothar! Father!"
"Please remember what I am going to say next. This is not a story. This is your mission."
The young man looked at him and said solemnly: "I will complete my mission."
Thousand years later.
Young Sutil stood beside his father, "Tell me more about the story of the hero Lothar!! Father!!"
"Please remember what I am going to say next. This is not a story. This is your mission."
In the long nights of telling those heroic tales, lives turned to bones and words blurred the legends, but the mission was never forgotten.
Sutil looked at his father and said solemnly: "I will complete my mission."
