Several Magic Dragon IIIs slowly landed on the runway and slowly paddled from the runway into the hangar amid the cheers of the ground crew. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAs the canopy opened, a pilot descended the escalator pushed by the ground crew down the Dragon III.

"Congratulations to Your Highness on your victory!!" A young man with short blue hair and a faintly glowing star-shaped sense hanging from his side hair looked at Gramia Nerisi, who had taken off her helmet, and said adoringly.

Grammia Nerisi raised her hand and threw the helmet over, and smiled: "Really? Fortunately, this time, the Demon Dragon III is still face-saving and there is nothing wrong. ”

After losing the battle against Alpha 4, Gramia Nerisi managed to return to Windermere with the help of Goddess of Hope personnel. The first act he made when he returned to his hometown was not to meet his old father Wang to say goodbye, but to go straight to the headquarters of the Goddess of Hope Sect next to the palace, directly in front of the archbishop, and fiercely criticized the archbishop and the team that designed the magic dragon III about the performance of the magic dragon III.

In the face of the furious Prince Windermere, even if there was disdain in his heart, the archbishop did not show anything unusual. While gently comforting the angry Prince Windermere, he assured that the same accident would never happen again in Dragon III. After some bargaining, Gramia Nerisi got the result he wanted, and the archbishop appeased the important collaborator.

That's right! After discovering the ruins of a primitive civilization on Windermere, the Goddess of Hope began to secretly study the information of the primitive civilization contained on it. When the research hit a bottleneck, the Cult of Hope suddenly discovered that the new unified forces stationed on Windermere seemed to be in conflict with the natives of Windermere. For a while, the voice of the demand for independent autonomy of Windermere began to spread to every corner of the planet with the sound of the wind.

Smelling the opportunity from this, the Goddess of Hope Cult directly took advantage of this opportunity to intervene secretly. Fueled by them, a limited cooperation plan in the name of cooperation was put in front of the Windermere King. Obsessed with his insistence on the direct inheritance of the primitive civilization, King Windermere accepted the plan after much deliberation. Began a decades-long cooperation with the Goddess of Hope, Windermere provided ruins for the Goddess of Hope Cult research, and the Goddess of Hope helped Windermere to help the independent autonomy of Windermere, and even for the progress of the analysis of the ruins of the primitive civilization, and even every technology analyzed by the ruins of the primitive civilization must be unconditionally fed back to Windermere. Regarding the favorable conditions proposed by the Goddess of Hope Cult, King Windermere was naturally very sure.

However, under the operation of the Cult of Hope using the forces of secret collusion with the New Unification Army, the New Unification Army stationed on Windermere gradually withdrew from Windermere as planned. Seeing the hope of independent self-government, the Windermere royal family was naturally very happy to welcome the research team sent by the Goddess of Hope Cult in accordance with the cooperation plan. Gradually, from the residence of a scientific research team of more than 100 people, under the watchful eyes of the Windermere royal family, it quickly evolved into the headquarters of the Goddess of Hope Cult. In this regard, the Windermere royal family did not show any abnormality in this result. It has to be said that the archbishop's wrist is indeed masterful.

And Gramia Nerisi, the heir to the new generation of the Windermere royal family, also joined the Holy Knights of the Goddess of Hope as a guest in accordance with the cooperation plan, and obtained from the Goddess of Hope the exclusive transformation fighter belonging to the Windermere people, the Demon Dragon III.

A loud whistling sound suddenly interrupted Gramia Nerisi's thoughts, and he looked up to see a fighter plane with a very familiar shape that made Gramia Nerisi extremely familiar break through the clouds above and quickly land towards the runway. As the distance approached, the shape of the fighter plane that suddenly appeared was clearly visible to Grammia-Nerisi.

Looking at the fighter with graceful lines and a neck as long as a swan, Gramia Nerisi frowned and slowly spat out the name that emerged from the bottom of her heart: "VF-3 Voider? ”

But soon the Prince of Windermere reversed his suspicions. According to official records, the legendary fighter was powered by an unknown particle as an energy source, and the most striking thing about it was its unique appearance - the particle engine carried on its back.

And the fighter in front of him, which is very similar to the Void, is just an optimized design modeled after the appearance of the Void. "It's just a parody mech!" Prince Windermere secretly concluded in his mind.

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At this time, Ragnar is 800 light-years away from Windermere.

Standing at the back of the city, a huge steel figure was constantly seeing transport ships take off and land. Boxes of supplies are constantly being unloaded by these transport ships and transported to the beach by transport vehicles.

At this time, on the dock, on the mountain of materials, green figures were flashing rapidly. I saw those green figures jumping back and forth on the boxes of different heights. After a few moves, the little ones with their big tails climbed to the top, tilting their heads to look at the brown people surrounding below.

"Midori, call your little friend back!" After the little white hand patted the little guy sitting on the shoulder, Lin Mingmei shouted softly.

The little guy tilted his head, and after the FOLD crystal on his head flashed suddenly, the little guys who were standing on the top of the material mountain ran down one after another and surrounded Lin Mingmei again.

After inexplicably glancing at the group of Wattula cubs who had been very restless since landing, He turned around and asked, "How is the situation?" Are the supplies sufficient? ”

The secretary who was holding the list on the side nodded and said, "Yes!" Your Excellency, General. For now, our supplies are completely sufficient. It's just that if the scale continues to expand, I'm afraid that our supplies will be in a dilemma. ”

He nodded inexplicably and ordered: "Priority is given to combat objectives." That's all we need for the time being. When we're lucky, we don't need to provide any food, all we need is medicine. ”

"Yes! Your Excellency, General. ”

He inexplicably originally thought that even if the Ragnar Star at this time was not the Ragnar Star in the original book, there should be little difference in general. But I never expected that an unknown epidemic was prevalent on this Ragnar star at this time. Conversations with local indigenous leaders revealed that the disease began to spread shortly after the arrival of the ship. At first, it was fine, and everyone treated it as a minor illness. Even the advanced medical equipment brought by the ship group was judged in this way. But these so-called minor ailments have not gone away with time, but have intensified. In the native interior of Ragnar, it spreads constantly. It has even infected some humans.

But even if this kind of thing happens, the New United Army stationed in the local area does not know for what purpose, and the research and research only give drugs and treatment plans to suppress the disease. If it weren't for the Goddess rebellion and the Phoenix fleet taking over the planet, I'm afraid this epidemic would not have been exposed at all.

"What the hell does the Goddess of Hope want to do? Mania? Or is it about studying the brain domain? He inexplicably looked at the Ragnar natives who were receiving the medicine from the soldiers, and thought suspiciously.

At this time, the personal terminal vibrates. He inexplicably took it out and looked at it, and found that it was a communication request from Mark.

"It's me! Mark, long time no see! ”

"I heard that it didn't take much effort for you kid to capture Ragnar. Not bad! As soon as Mark's avatar appeared, he spoke directly.

"If you have something, say it!" He inexplicably saw that the environment where Mark was at this time did not seem to be the environment on the MACROSS7.

"I'm in Porudol now. I agreed to the request for support from the Earth Headquarters, and led the fleet to capture Porudor. How is it? Doesn't it feel bad? Mark laughed and turned the camera on the many humanoids with cat ears who were queuing up to receive supplies.

"This is? Epidemic disease? He inexplicably narrowed his eyes suddenly, and a thought flashed through his mind.

"That's right! Epidemic disease! A plague that doesn't kill people, but can make you groggy! Inexplicably, I'm afraid it's the same on your side, right? Mark said in a deep voice.

He inexplicably stopped talking, and directly aimed the camera at the fishman who was also receiving supplies, and proved it with facts.

"What the hell are those crazy people trying to do?" Mark said with a sigh. If he hadn't personally led his team to capture Porudor, I'm afraid he wouldn't have known anything about this strange epidemic, just like He Moming.

"I don't know! But it's definitely not a good thing! Teach the goddess of hope as soon as possible! Then we will have more time to develop an antidote. He clenched his fists inexplicably and said.

"Hmmm! The support mission on my side has been completed. All that's left is to wait for Earth HQ to send someone to take over. If you want support from there, just say it! Mark Lang said.

"I see! Don't shirk then! ”

Ragnar and Poludol also have blight, and I am afraid that the living planets in this globular nebula have some non-lethal but extremely strange blight. The only planet of life that has survived is probably Windermere! It seems that the Cult of the Goddess of Hope, which has been operating silently in the globular nebula for decades, does have a secret that does not see the light here.

He inexplicably thought as he looked at the sea in the distance, where he remembered that there was a ruin. The details will only be known by talking to the locals of Ragnar. After the distribution of supplies, the local indigenous leaders took the initiative to ask to see He Moming, in the name of the ruins on the planet Ragnar.