A day before the destruction of Liddell's world, sail to Carl Vinson's fleet, the Bishop 7 transport.

With a few more main days to sail, the fleet full of raw materials will arrive at Carl Vinson's secret processing base. And stay there for a few weeks before shipping the processed goods back to the main star.

Hidden in a dangerous and complex nebula, dense with asteroids, ubiquitous gravitational faults, and elusive gamma-ray tides, Carl Vinson intimidates even the best starry adventurers.

Even with star charts and relatively safe secret routes, this transport fleet travels cautiously. Four frigates cruised closely around the Bishop 7 transport, occasionally firing laser cannons to blow up meteorites that stood in front of the course.

The blow of the high-energy photon cluster is very brilliant in the vacuum environment of space. The asteroid that was hit exploded into small, non-threatening fragments by expanding internally under the action of high temperatures. At the same time, because of the different elements they carry, these asteroids will produce a variety of flame color reactions under the irradiation of the laser beam, just like the grand fireworks in the universe.

Yolanda leaned on the porthole, greedily watching it all. Those shimmering nebulae, huge celestial bodies, and incredible light and shadow deeply shocked the heart of this little chicken girl in Qiping Town.

There were forty more Elroels on Bishop 7, but they were all huddled on their beds with their knees crossed, shivering, deeply worried about the future end.

"That's stupid!"

When Yolanda saw the scene in the cell opposite, she couldn't help but feel some pity for the tall and handsome compatriots. If the destination can't be changed, why not pay attention to the scenery along the way?

This cosmic spectacle is the fantasy and longing that Yolanda had in her mind over and over again on the surface of Castile, on countless nights stargazing at the stars. Now it's finally close at hand, and you can even reach out and touch it.

She was afraid of death, but she was even more reluctant to see the beautiful scenery in front of her, and she refused to look away for a second. The grandeur of the universe not only did not make this girl who grew up in the forest feel small, but made her feel that this is the real forest, the infinite cosmic forest!

"Boom !!"

Bishop 7 shook violently, knocking Yolanda to the ground. This was followed by the shrill sound of sirens and a rapid flash of red.

"Warning! The main power furnace is out of order! ”

"Warning! System Unknown Error! ”

"Please be prepared for emergencies! Captain Mellon, please go to the bridge immediately! ”

"What's going on?!"

Yolanda subconsciously wrapped her pillow around the back of her head and crouched in the corner, this is the ship's emergency avoidance strategy that someone once taught her.

"Meteorite impact? Mechanical failure? Or an interstellar pirate? ”

She silently asked herself in her heart, is this an emergency in deep space navigation? Compared to his compatriots, Yolanda had less worries and more of a surprise.

A kind of surprise that is personally involved in the big events in the story.

What was even more surprising was that the cell door opened in front of her, and even the electronic shackles all lost their energy and fell.

The transparent door of the cargo hold was opened in an instant, and an even more piercing alarm sounded.

But this most serious alarm, already drowned in the chaos of the fleet. As soon as the explosion was generated, the surrounding frigates were not calm, and the radio waves in the air were intensively called. As the captain of the Bishop 7, Lord Mellon, the supervisor of this transportation mission, should now preside over the overall situation and direct the emergency repair and rescue.

But Lord Mellon had already deserted with his valuable cargo half a day ago, after the fleet had joined the supply ships. In order to transport this expensive cargo, the company endured the pain and sent a return scroll to the city.

In the technological plane without a magic web, this kind of spell scroll that can cross several star fields is not cheap, but the company's big customers obviously don't have all the virtues except money, such as patience.

His Highness El Fasher will only be available for the auction tomorrow, and the goods must be delivered to Master Borromeo of the main star tonight.

You see, no matter where you are, Party B is so hard.

Lucky Director Mellon, he experienced a magical magic for free, where can he be found on the bridge. At this moment, he may have hugged his student sister, drinking and having fun in the bustling city outside the window, and complaining about the unpaid mortgage.

The best part is that he doesn't even have to worry about being adjudicated for this transport incident, because tomorrow Liddell's home planet will be finished!

If you are carrying a lot of debt, you come home with a child who is not angry, and you will be scolded by the boss the next day. If Gabriel suddenly descends on you at this time, tomorrow will be the end of the world—you may think he is a lucky angel!

So, Director Mellon is really blessed!

The lack of a commander made the transport fleet lose ground, some frigates leaned over to try to receive support, and some subconsciously flew away, lest the main power furnace explode and damage the fish pond. Originally, they weren't so bad, but because of an unknown system error, a lot of instructions were apparently sent to the wrong place.

The first to suffer was the 8 guards patrolling back and forth, this kind of black super-large man of the company's security nature seemed to be mighty, but it was too difficult for them to suddenly face more than forty elven warriors with high martial arts and extremely rich combat experience.

Only one of the guards had time to fire a shot (before it hit), and in less than two seconds, the guards were killed with their bare hands by the elves who rushed out. Just think of the wrath of the Elves of Eero.

For the swarm, it's a matter of life and death, but for the vile Liddells, it's a matter of dignity and betrayal. Castile saw the Lidders as friends and teachers, yet they regarded the Eero elves as pigs and dogs.

"Kill them all, take the ship!"

"Let's go home!"

The elves promised that humans were physically weak and would definitely not be the opponents of the elves. They picked up everything they could use as weapons and scurried along the passage inside the ship.

The humans in Bishop 7 were horrified, it was only a transport ship, with no more than 30 people at full capacity, and there were almost no military duties. The security guards, who had just been torn apart, were their only fighting force.

Several crew members of the ship ran to the bridge in a panic, but the gate of the bridge was already closed, and they were then killed by the elves who followed them.

The navigation team and the second officer of the transport ship, who were greedy for life and feared death, closed this place early, and they heard the screams of their colleagues through the alloy gate, and they trembled with fright. They are also counting on the frigate to come to the rescue.

Yolanda is doing everything in her power to stop her compatriots from killing humans, not out of pity, but out of her knowledge of adventure stories and movies.

First of all, if all the humans are killed, then who will repair the ship and who will drive the ship. She knew a little bit about flying, but she couldn't control such a large ship on her own.

And most importantly, what to do with the four frigates around? If they kill all the humans, these frigates will probably not hesitate to open fire.

The best option now is to take the crew of the Bishop 7 as hostages, and the more hostages the better, negotiate with the convoy, and maybe have a chance of survival.

Unfortunately, in the midst of anger and confusion, no one listened to her. She's just a new face who has just been promoted to Ranger Captain, and there are many people who are not convinced.

If the elves were given a little time to sit down and meditate for a while, they might find that Yolanda was speaking a wise saying. But the situation is not so leisurely now, and the angry elves kill all the lone humans despite Yolanda's resistance. He also found a long metal table and smashed the gate of the bridge frantically.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

More long tables were moved, and the elves slammed as if behind the door was the path to freedom and home.

Yolanda stood at the end of the line, staring blankly at the commotion of the elves.

"Useless, useless ......"

Yolanda closed her eyes in pain, she couldn't save anyone else, she couldn't save herself.

"Goo!"

In the midst of the tumult, Yolanda suddenly opened her eyes.

"Goo!"

She twisted her ears in disbelief, catching the source of the sound. Without hesitation, she abandoned her compatriots who had fallen into madness and followed the sound into a hidden corridor.

It was a little secret between her and Chanai, who had called each other with such a worm chirp many years ago, when Chanai was still very young.

At the end of the sound was a speaker mounted on a vending machine, but another insect chirp led her to a more secluded maintenance tunnel. Eventually, in the shadows of a dark pipeline, she found Dr. Chanai, who was anxiously waiting for her.

Without saying a word, Yolanda went up and punched Dr. Chanai in the face, knocking the old man's glasses flying. As she had done many times, she regained her strength at the end, so that the normal human Chanai was not killed by a single punch from the Paladin.

"Chanai!"

Yolanda burst into tears, trying her best to suppress her crying, because she was pushing too hard, her cry was twisted so badly,

"Chanai! You lied to me! ”

While crying, he picked up his glasses and handed them to Dr. Chanai.

The old man took his glasses, wiped them casually, and stuffed a bag of things leaning against his hand to Yolanda:

"Your gear, take it, go quickly, time is tight!"

Dr. Chanai stood up and walked forward, and Yolanda nodded, and she wiped away her tears, took her weapon, and immediately followed.

The two of them walked through the maintenance pipes, cramped into a small space, forcing them to cling to each other, feeling the warmth of each other's bodies through the small bushes, as they had done many times.

The difference is that at this moment, one is still in its prime, and the other is dying.

Chanai ......

"Yolanda, don't ask, it's too late to explain."

"Chanai, can you save my compatriots." She pleaded.

Dr. Chanai paused slightly.

"I'm sorry." He said, "I tried everything I could, but I could only save you alone." ”

"Understood." Yolanda lowered her head and stopped talking.

The two were silent all the way, only sporadic dull explosions came from time to time overhead, and it seemed that the ship could not hold on for long.

At the end of the road, Chanai opened an exhaust window, and Yolanda jumped off the ground, only to find that it was a barometric gate. On one side of the gate is Bishop 7, and at the other end, a small ship leads.

"That's the Magpie!"

Dr. Chanai's voice trembled slightly, it was the reward for his life's work, and the key to his dreams.

"It's so beautiful!"

Director Mellon is right, this Thunder-class racing ship is too extravagant even for an executive like him. Pure white streamlined shape, extremely excellent handling, light speed cruise, warp speed engine, antimatter power furnace, and even equipped with various black technologies from the outer regions.

Even though he couldn't see the whole picture through the grille window, Yolanda was suffocated by the magpie's flash.

A violent explosion suddenly sounded, and the two were thrown against the wall and rolled down. Yolanda helped Dr. Chanai to his feet, but the old man was spitting blood from his mouth, and it was clear that he had fallen hard.

"There's one last hurdle!"

Chanai pushed Yolanda away, pulled an intricately shaped metal clip out of his pocket, gestured it across his face, and thrust it into his right eye.

"Chanai! What are you doing! Yolanda screamed in fright.

Dr. Chanai twisted it vigorously, took the eye clip and cut off the muscle connecting the fundus to the optic nerve, and pulled out the entire right eyeball.

"Quick, take it." At this time, Dr. Chanai had the demeanor of an old expert, and there was only a terrifying blood hole in his right eye, bubbling with blood, looking like a monster that chose to devour people. In the absence of anesthesia, you can imagine how painful it is.

"The detector tracks the iris and you have to hold it to get through. Come on! ”

The short ten-meter passage to the Magpie is the last and tightest barrier, and the trespassers will be greeted by a devastating neutron bomb. Because of the confidentiality needs of the entire elf perfume processing industry, Lidl World Company strictly guards against it, and has a very strict monitoring of the handover and transportation of elves. They will never allow any elves to escape and fall into the hands of animal protection organizers. Even Director Mellon can't take an elf without reporting.

Chanai spent so much effort, but he only found such a loophole that was not a loophole.

Yolanda's tears rolled down and dripped in her hands, mingling with Chanai's flesh. She endured her grief and walked up the passage.

"Level 4 employee Chanai, do you confirm leaving the ship?"

Cold, metallic tones turn on synchronized voiceprint detection.

"Confirm!" Chanai replied behind his back.

"Bishop 7 looks forward to meeting you next time."

And so Yolanda walked into the Magpie.

"Yolanda, the activation code is your name." Chanai shouted from behind, "All the information you need has been uploaded to the AI, remember what I taught you." ”

The elf turned around and saw Chanai lying on the other side of the passage, the old man unable to support himself because of the severe pain and exhaustion. But his one-eyed eye was staring at Yolanda and the Magpie, and refused to move it for a minute.

"Chanai!" Yolanda screamed, "Why don't you come! ”

"I can't get by!" The old man laughed, blood and tears flowed wantonly on his wrinkled face, "You used my identity to leave, I can't get by!" ”

"Nope! I want you to stay with me! Yolanda was about to run back, but Chanai's movements stopped her.

The old man pulled out a small pistol and held it against his head.

"Yolanda!" He shouted excitedly, "Let's go!" Come on! It's too late, leave me alone! ”

"Chanai!" Yolanda fell to her knees, and a vulnerability she had never felt before struck her down, "They're all dead!" Everybody's dead! Qiping Town is over, and I'm the only one left! Where else can I go! I want you to stay with me! ”

"Yolanda, my Yolanda, have you forgotten our dreams? Have you forgotten that we have to explore the stars, chase the stars, unearth the unknown ancient civilizations, and wreak havoc on the murderous interstellar pirates? Have you forgotten! ”

"But without you......"

"Yolanda, I'm too old to fly, please, fly for me!"

The gray-haired old man wept bitterly, and finally turned into a plea: "Please! ”

"Check! How! Paladin Yolanda's face was full of hideousness, her teeth were bleeding, and she slammed her fist on the alloy floor, breaking several phalanges.

"Me! Answer! Should! You! ”

Every word was like gold and iron, bursting out between the teeth.

"Thank you!" Chanai lay down with his head contented, his voice indescribably calm, "Also, forgive me for being selfish, for keeping you with me for twenty years. ”

"Thank you for the company of your life." Yolanda paused, "Please forgive me for being selfish, having only loved you for twenty years. ”

"Thank you, Yolanda, that you are the only light in my gray life."

"Glory will always accompany the journey!"

"Coming back is like leaving!"

Yolanda turned away, crying, but never looking back.

The Magpie lit up with a cold pale blue light that activated, and within two seconds it turned into a shining star in the deep sky.

Dr. Chanai lay on the ground, staring at the Magpie as it flew away.

There is the light of his life, the fire of his desire.

He reached out to grab it, but all he could do was nothingness, and all he could do was shriveled and loose skin and age spots in his palms.

Fly!

Fly, magpie!

In Chanai's mournful wail, Bishop 7 turned into a fireball.