After a few breaths, a circular circle appeared under everyone's feet. The circle was surrounded by smaller and more complex circles. Subsequently, one after another small circles were lit up, until all four small circles were lit up, and the main body of the circle emitted a dazzling light.

General Howell was the first to leave, followed by Bavin, Gu Monroe, Morton, and Rhodes.

Blood Rock crouched down and kept stroking the veins on the circle, and then let out an exclamation of "It's funny, it's funny" and disappeared into the command room. Immediately Yin Mu, who didn't say a word, seemed to have nothing to do with him, and at the last moment when he disappeared into the magic circle, he glanced back at Hua Ze.

Those eyes, pupils as brilliant as the starry sky, but they were entangled in death. Under the rotten bandage, whether it is the Devil May Cry Knife or the souls of many people buried in his eyes.

"The guy named Yin Mu is dangerous. After Yin Mu disappeared, Hanazawa said to the wind chime, "At such a close distance, he might really be able to kill everyone except Gu Monro...... He is as powerful as Qiu Fengyang...... Or the perfect killing machine in the world—"

Wind Chime tilted his head and said with a smile, "He's not the inheritor, is he? I don't feel the power of the Ancient Spirit Weapon from him. ”

"So that's the scariest thing about him, the knife behind him is called Devil May Cry, and it's the legendary knife of the dead. He relied on his strength to bring a world-class spirit weapon to the level of an ancient spirit weapon, in addition to the extremely high self-promotion cultivation, it also shows that he definitely has more than this one spirit weapon - if my guess is correct, he should have two spirit weapons-"

The words fell, and Hanazawa's magic array was lit up.

"In short, you must be careful of Yin Mu, if there is a war here, I can't guarantee the safety of Sister Fengchi, and when the time comes, I must find Qiu Fengyang, only he can suppress Yin Mu......"

Hanazawa's figure disappeared in front of the wind chime, and at this time, the magic circle of the wind chime also lit up.

She smiled slightly, and the sea breeze ruffled her long hair.

"Fool, who wants you to protect me. ”

A beautiful smile appeared on his white cheeks, looking back at the boundlessness of the sea, as if everything was close at hand, the moonlight that had not been seen for a long time had not arrived, and the night sky was lit up in addition to the spiritual lantern, and the thunder and lightning in the distance were like phosphorus fire to point people the way forward.

——

"Did you hear the explosion?"

"Where did it come from?"

"It seems to be in the direction of the Central Fleet. ”

"Could it be an enemy invasion? ”

"No, no. How can there be an enemy invasion, we haven't reached Ray Island yet!"

"Who's going to be—"

The panicked soldiers all ran to the deck, and just now, a loud noise came from the Central Fleet, followed by a spiritual impact from the collision of powerful spiritual arts. Spirits above the four veins could feel this unusual power.

"If it's an enemy, that's bad. Someone said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of? We have two inheritors, a legendary mage, and the Autumn Wind Sword Hero, and no one in the world dares to argue with us, and they are here to die-" The other laughed, "Listen, if the enemy is coming, the battle should continue, but there is no fluctuation now." Maybe it's a trick between the inheritors—"

Only the fleets that were relatively close to the Light felt the impact of the psychic arts, while those on the periphery did not feel anything, and in general the disturbance was only small-scale.

The soldiers had been standing on the deck for a long time, all waiting for a second powerful psychic blast to appear, in which case they should be able to discern the general direction. But after waiting for a long time, there was still no movement in the center of the fleet. So, they left one after another, maybe it was just a real combat exercise conducted by the top level of the coalition forces, or an accident. At least judging from the current situation, there is no need for the coalition top brass to give any orders, so there is no need to wait.

It didn't take long for this small riot in the army to stop, and the captains declared that everything was normal in order to stabilize the morale of the army. But in fact, they didn't understand what was going on, why there was a strong psychic impact in the Central Fleet.

The situation of the main ship of Shukuni 'Park' was similar to that of other warships, and it didn't take long for the riots to stabilize.

——

A few minutes ago.

Shortly after the Psionic Impact appeared, Wind Chimes and Hanazawa found Zax, who had just completed the screening of the sixteenth team at that time. She hastily handed over the temporary command of the Park to him.

Faced with the sudden appointment, Zax hurriedly asked.

"What happened?"

"We don't know..... Not...... You should have felt it too—a psychic pulse from the Central Fleet—more precisely, the coalition's main ship, the Light. "Wind chimes.

"Is it a sneak attack from the enemy?"

"I don't know. ”

"What should we do?"

For the first time, Zax saw an uncertain look in the wind chime's eye. There was no expression on her peerless face, "Captain Zax, listen up, from now on until I come back, the command of the 'Park' will be handed over to you, if I can't come back with Hua Ze, you will be the supreme commander of the Tree Country Thunder Island operation." ”

"Yes. ”

Even though he was full of doubts, Zax replied.

"If the soldiers have doubts, tell them that it was an accident, and if someone makes trouble, treat it as a mutiny. ”

"Yes. ”

Wind Chime smiled embarrassedly, turned back to Hua Ze and whispered, "Let's go, time is running out, go to the 'Light'." ”

"General, why don't you bring Mr. Mullinson, he's very strong in combat, and he should be able to play a key role—" Zax said.

Wind Chime shook his head, "He went, and it was useless." This incident is not simple, if the situation is very bad, call the Autumn Wind Sword Hero......"

After saying that, without any parting words, Wind Chimes and Hanazawa had disappeared into Zax's room.

——

Ever since the Psionic Shock was generated, Zax had been sitting in place waiting for news from the Light. During this time, Manstein used to come here and report on the situation of the soldiers of the Tree Country 'Park'. Zacks did not tell Manstein the news of the Chimes' departure, but only said that he was the supreme commander of the Park. Surprisingly, Manstein accepted without question, and he then summoned Mulinsen and the newly formed Sixteenth Team to join in the task of pacifying the soldiers.

The Psychic Lamp illuminates the command room of the Park, and the ornately carved desk is filled with a variety of documents, orders from King Shukuni, the strategic plan of action for Operation Thunder Island, and the details of various high-ranking generals.

Time passed quickly, and there was no more movement in the direction of the Light. This made Zax feel relieved that, judging by the current situation, it should not be an enemy attack. Because whenever there is a big movement on the 'Light', the 'Park' will be alert. Overall, General Wind Chimes and Hanazawa are safe.

In the dark night, it seemed that the sky was about to fall. A sky without stars is like spring without flowers. It was the first time he had seen such a monotonous and lonely night. The noisy soldiers on the deck seemed to have quieted down, and the traditional Tree Country piccolo emitted a melodious tune, rising and falling in the sound of the raging waves, fearing that it would disappear without a trace in a moment.

From the beginning, Zax didn't expect things to go so far, the action that should have draped glory over his shoulders and marched forward to victory, the soldiers became heroes in everyone's eyes, and then returned triumphantly, in the streets of Maple Leaf Harbor, in the streets of Shedu, in the cheers of everyone, and the flowers thrown by the worshippers fell on their heads—

Now, all illusions have been shattered, and all the good ideas have changed since the departure of Port Calmero and the forced militarization of power in Bavin. The nerves of the soldiers became tense and numb in the face of even more bewildering unnatural phenomena, blinded by the darkness they had never seen before, the starry night sky could not be seen when they looked up, and they could only hear the screams of a strong hurricane like a whistling mountain wind blowing through a hanging window, and like the roar of a herd of wildebeest on the steppe. Confused they are like their confused chiefs, all of them move forward in the fog, without the guidance of the light, as if the end of all roads will be graves.

Zax was no exception, although he never showed it, and he was always in doubt, at least he wanted to give the illusion. He was born in the largest slum in the capital of the Sacred Tree Country, and since he was a child, he has been accustomed to all kinds of twisted and perverted things and transactions, and his partner who had a good time yesterday may be snatched by human traffickers the next day, and the girl he once loved may be able to see her picking up customers in the red light district at night...... Even in the Tree Country, a city full of legends and fairy tales, it is still full of darkness where the lights can't shine. Zax grew up in such an environment. Her mother was a short-legged dancer who supported her family by running a small grocery store on the edge of the slums. My father was an alcoholic, unemployed vagrant, who would stumble home from the tavern every day, his mouth full of the smell of low-quality tobacco and alcohol.

Later, my father owed a huge amount of money for gambling. A group of thugs with all kinds of knives, guns and sticks came to the door, and if Zax hadn't come out of the closet that day, I am afraid that their family would have been killed in the slum.

This was Zax's hopeless childhood. After the death of his parents, he began to wander alone, grew up in the slums, and later joined the army of the Tree Country. Throughout his life, he was confused. There is no belonging in my heart, and there is no attachment. Perhaps his heart was dead long ago.

"yes—"

Zax let out a long sigh.

Recalling the past was painful for him. In the past, he was too weak to protect anything. When he opened the eleventh vein, he was still very happy for a while, thinking that he was one of the best spiritual magicians in the tree country.

But it wasn't until I walked into Thunder Island, in the endless darkness, that the fear buried in my heart erupted like a spring.

Surrounded by silence in the silence, the voices of those who have been far away from themselves, those who have betrayed themselves, those who have helped, and those who have loved, all echo in their ears, and their backs seem to be stared at by thousands of pairs of eyes. Look, they're looking at themselves -- see what happened to that timid tree country boy back then--

A pair of small slender hands rested on his shoulders, the arms of the girl he had loved. The crisp sound is like wind chimes under the eaves, and the sea breeze rustles as it passes.

"Zax, you must go down-"

"In my place, live, raise your head and live—"

The people who were gone, the souls that have passed away, have no weightless bodies after they disappear, and everything is buried in the grave. I hope to hear your voice again, although it is only a luxury. But if I can see you again, I may confess to you. Even if you don't have a ring, you can't kneel in front of the pumpkin cart and propose to you like the prince in the fairy tale, at least he should give you a bouquet of flowers.

Zax subconsciously wanted to touch the little white hand, turned his head, and the shallow smile and long hair like catkins in the spring breeze suddenly disappeared into the endless night sky.

"Thank you, I will live strongly. ”

He stood up and walked out of the command room firmly. The red carpet inlaid with rose totems, the walls hung with world-famous paintings, and the sea breeze once again blew through Zax's short black hair, illuminated by the spiritual lantern. The courage to conquer all is burned in her pupils as sharp as wheat, and she follows in her footsteps to live in place of those souls who have passed away—