"Hey, Bunker, would you like some?"

In the camp's watchtower, York, the soldier on duty today, raised the wine bottle in his hand and said to Bunker, an exotic mercenary who was carefully observing the display screen of the detection instrument and supplemented by visual observation from time to time.

"No, alcohol numbs my nerves and makes me make mistakes."

Bunker refused without looking back.

Even though he has spent nearly half a year here, his temperament, which is completely different from that of the G-stars, is still the same as it was at the beginning.

Bunker wasn't his original name, he had a very lengthy name that represented his family history and personal glory.

In order to facilitate his activities on G-Star and for some other purpose, he eventually chose the name Bunker to use temporarily.

Navigating the multiverse, it is very difficult to hold on to your heart.

Not everyone can still maintain their original values and will under the influence of a foreign culture for a long enough time.

But Bunker won't be like that, because he has enough deep-rooted pride in his civilization, and he is proud of his civilization, and he will not choose to accept these foreign civilizations.

In a sense, this is also an arrogance, but it is an arrogance that only a sufficiently strong and prosperous civilization can have.

"You're always like that...... The instrument will help us find those dirty bed bugs, we exist to make sure the instrument is working correctly, and it's time for you to change your old vision. ”

York shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, then took a sip of his spirits and said drunkenly.

Although everyone in the barracks felt that Bunker was an unapproachable person, it was only when they faced those terrifying, terrifying Void monsters that they could understand the attachment-inducing reliability that came from behind this seemingly stubbornness.

Bunker is a comrade-in-arms who deserves to be trusted.

However, day-to-day communication can be a bit cumbersome.

I heard what kind of Paladin is his profession?

The thought of a group of these men living together every day made York's scalp tingle, and it must have been more desperate than staying with the old man in the camp who was guarding the cemetery.

York wore his suit open, and the effects of the alcohol made him feel a little hot.

"I heard there's a new OmniNet player in the camp?"

Suddenly, Bunker turned to look at York and asked.

"OmniNet players? Is that...... Oh, my Bunker, you have to speak of exotic mercenaries, or the politicians will say you're not intellectually conscious......"

York shook his head, feeling a little dizzy.

Of course, he didn't drink like this every day, but the recent death of his teammates made him feel a little congested in his chest.

Death is not something to be feared, it is to approach it that is to be afraid......

"Bunker, do you think we can win?"

"We ...... Can you continue to live on this planet? ”

It was at this time that Yorke asked with some trembling.

Bunker looked at York, his eyes were a little red and full of complicated things.

Maybe there is fear, maybe there is reluctance, maybe more, or confusion about the future......

“……”

Bunker didn't speak, just silently patted York on the shoulder.

", can't you lie...... Even if it's just a slight possibility! ”

However, this did not calm York, and his emotions became more intense:

"You know, you're lucky, at least you'll be able to escape through what you call the Net, I'...... And my family, we have nowhere to run! ”

"I'm not going to run away, York."

Bunker looked at York, whose body was trembling, and he said after a moment of silence.

"Some people come here to kill, some people come here to move, and I, too, come here for redemption."

Bunker looked up at the sky, his body glowing with a faint white light in the unclear moonlight.

The white light warmed York's heart as if it had an invisible power, and he began to become calm, the sadness aroused by the death of his comrade began to fade, and a courage that began in his will was aroused.

"I believe you, Bunker, that you can definitely become what you call a 'legend', and I will be your witness to seeing you get what you want."

"No glory dimmed by you for a man like you."

York said, staring at Bunker.

How he wanted to say that he would fight alongside him, but he couldn't......

Because it is difficult for a person who does not activate the most superficial source energy to control the source energy weapon.

The human will has become so cheap and fragile under the screening of the plane.

How he longs for source energy, even a little, a little bit!

He wanted to die on his way to the heart of the Void, not to leap off the tower as a scout in moral condemnation and psychic torment.

He was a soldier, at least once, and he wanted to choose the way to die......

"Really?"

York shuddered as he seemed to hear a deep voice in his ear.

His vision blurred, and even Bunker's muscular body became dazed.

He saw it......

Yes, in the vast void above the tower, a large, black-cloaked humanoid unknown being hovered silently.

He knew it was watching itself......

"And at what price, mortal?"

It spoke, its voice dead and low in a voice that was the opposite of the world of the living.

"My ...... All! ”

York tore his suit open, baring his chest and screaming at the unknown being.

"Hahaha, greedy mortal, as you wish!"

It was laughing wildly, the night shivering at it, and then it looked at York, a coldness that York had never felt before.

In that moment, York knew that it was the taste of death.

Then, in the next moment, York's vision returned to normal, and he saw that Bunker was looking at him with an unfamiliar look.

"I ......"

York tried to make a sound, but found that his voice had become so dry that it seemed to have lost its vitality.

He trembled and touched his cheek, which had become extremely shriveled, leaving only a thin layer of flesh there.

It was as if in an instant, he had lost decades of his life.

But a cold, powerful force surged through him, and he could feel that he could use it to dominate death and fear at will......

But Bunker knew that York had lost more than that......

"Are they coming......

Bunker looked up, and for a moment, he could see a few stars in the sky suddenly brighten up.

The battle seems to be becoming more and more complicated, and everything is beginning to fall rapidly towards a state of chaos.

Just as a subtle, complex atmosphere was permeating the tower, a piercing alarm sounded from the detection instruments, and then they saw a huge monster slowly approaching the camp from the darkness in the distance!