Rumble!

The earth cracked, and there was an apocalyptic scene everywhere, and the black matter in the sky flashed, and some fine cracks appeared on its surface.

This was obviously not caused by the explosion, but was disturbed in the process of performing a space jump, and was eaten back by the force of space.

"Who is it?"

The vanguard makes his entire body merge with his surroundings, as if he is manipulating it at a deep level.

"Damn it!"

In a panic, he seemed to activate some kind of weapon, and a silent beam of light shot out, and at this moment, the surrounding space stabilized, and the black object that the vanguard was riding in flashed and disappeared into midair.

Due to this unexpected teleportation, his attack just now deflected direction, and there was no violent explosion, and the cold beam of light instantly pierced the continent under his feet.

In the violent shaking, the overwhelmed fragments of the planet completely disintegrated!

"Mawson, we need to get out of here!"

Brooks is old, but that doesn't mean he's lived enough.

Seeing the vanguard disappear in front of his eyes, Mawson could only sigh and turn around and jump into the wormhole.

He didn't know whether to be happy or regretful, according to his previous performances, this so-called prophetic clan was not very strong in terms of individual strength.

At least the one who had just been seriously injured by him didn't show too exaggerated combat effectiveness.

However, the reward of this vanguard envoy is so rich, it must be very dangerous, and with Mawson's current strength, he may not be able to retreat in his entirety.

The oppressive feeling hit, and I don't know how long it took, but when he opened his eyes again, he was back at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean.

He lowered his head only to find that the entire mecha had become tattered, and the waist down had completely disappeared, and it seemed that it should be the spatial cut caused by the wormhole disorder.

After a series of battles, Brooks's spirit collapsed too nervously, and he suddenly relaxed, and he had already fainted.

There was no one around, and it seemed that when it was finally teleported out, it was thrown into an unknown place by the chaotic space.

"Mawson, Mawson!"

"Where are you?"

Sun Lin's faint crying voice came from the communication equipment.

"I'm still at the bottom of the sea, my mecha is badly damaged, and I can't leave, so send someone to pick me up."

"Instructor!"

"General!!"

Hearing Mawson's reply, a series of greetings rang out.

"Instructor, your positioning device has been damaged, I am now calculating your position based on the communication signal, please wait."

Cai Tiantong suppressed his excitement.

"Found it."

"The receiving force has departed."

"Welcome home!"

An hour later, the first batch of rescue helicopters arrived, and it didn't take long for Sun Lin to control the mecha to come to the bottom of the sea under the support of Tang Yun and others.

Accompanying him, there are also the only mecha rangers left in this battle.

"General Mosen, the battle ......," General Liu stopped when he wanted to speak.

"I detonated all the nuclear bombs and interfered with the opponent's actions as the opponent's craft made a space jump. This should result in a large deviation in his jump range. ”

"Without the location of the wormhole, he probably won't be able to find our place again."

Mawson replied.

"...... so"

"The war is over?!" General Liu was short of breath and said excitedly.

Mawson nodded.

"Yes, it's over."

Everyone dragged the broken mecha out of the sea level, and when Mawson raised his head and saw the sun leaping above the horizon, a feeling that he had never felt before came to his heart.

He has lived in this world for decades, and it would be a lie to say that he has no feelings, but fortunately, this battle has come at a great cost.

But in the end, it protects the world.

"What about King Kong, how is he?"

"He's seriously injured and has been sent to Skull Island nearby, but he has a strong physique, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"That's good......"

Mawson let out a sigh of relief.

Three days later, the United Pacific Rim and the United Nations organized a grand ceremony.

Since then, the Rim of the Pacific has completely replaced the United Nations with the Earth Alliance, an organization with greater power than the United Nations, in which China occupies an unparalleled position.

Some even predict that in a few years, a truly unified federal government may emerge.

But all this, I don't know how many years later.

Mo Sen originally thought that he would be able to obtain a lot of advanced biotechnology from the Prophet Race this time, but he later learned that the technology of the Prophet Race was due to the particularity of their race.

They are the source of everything.

The reproduction of this race is not through reproduction, but through biological production.

The vast majority of them are semi-finished products like No. 14, and only a very small fraction of them are able to retain their genes intact and become the highest class of their clansmen.

Star beasts are not only weapons used by the Prophets to invade other galaxies, but also a fortress and a symbol of their identity.

It's all over, and Mawson has lived a peaceful life, and because of the mechas, the last remaining ancient races on Earth have been denied by the threat of powerful force.

After all, this planet belongs to humanity.

Within a few years, it was as if people had forgotten the pain of that time and the apocalyptic war brought about by the monsters.

The sun rises and sets as usual.

Without the monster, the mecha gradually disappeared from everyone's field of vision and became a symbolic existence.

Having reined in all his strength, Mawson is also trying to control the power in his right hand that is far beyond his current level.

Although it can't be done like an arm, it can barely be suppressed.

He is like an ordinary husband, living and working with Sun Lin.

New Los Angeles, USA, 2040.

A group of men dressed in black walked into the cemetery, each of which was the target of news coverage, but no reporter could disturb the funeral at this time.

At the rear of the crowd was a well-groomed beautiful woman of no apparent age, carrying the arm of a tall young man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

"In a blink of an eye, it's almost 70 years."

"Brooks is also gone, and there are only two of us left who landed on the island together back then."

The woman pulled back her jet-black hair and looked at the side face of the man next to her.

"After all these years, you really haven't changed at all."

Although the woman's appearance is young, her eyes reveal a dull twilight.

"Tell me how you keep yourself as young on the inside as you do on the outside." Sun Lin sighed.

Injected with the original super soldier serum, Sun Lin's aging speed was greatly reduced, but even so, the traces of time were still engraved in her heart.

She is already in her 90s.

Mawson grinned, his smile as bright as it had been 70 years ago.

"Maybe it's curiosity......"

Mawson replied vaguely.

I don't know if it's the influence of the Chrono Express Company, but the long life didn't make him feel the decay of his soul.

He still maintains the enthusiasm and vitality of young people, and this is the most incredible thing in Sun Lin's opinion.

"Mawson ......"

Sun Lin turned around and hugged Mo Sen's waist tightly.

"Thank you for being with me for so many years."

"I know you don't belong here." She stood on tiptoe, kissed Mawson lightly on the mouth, and then turned around.

"Let's go......"

"While I haven't changed my mind."

"Sun Lin ......"

"Don't say it, husband and wife for so many years, I understand you."

I don't know what came to mind, she smiled mischievously, "Before leaving, you explain honestly." ”

"Who is Jing Tian?"

She turned around with a smile, her face darkening.

The autumn wind blew, and there was no one behind him except for a place of fallen leaves.

"Hey...... What would I do with the rest of my life without you?"