A silent starry sky 237 light-years away from Panod.

It is a beautiful planet as magnificent as emeralds, with a quarter of the planet's surface occupied by the ocean, and almost the rest of the planet filled with lush green.

The complex terrain is undulating, full of mountains, rivers, lakes and forests, and starry cities are dotted around.

Unlike human beings, most of these buildings are based on towering giant trees, spiraling buildings that follow the trunks of the trees and go straight into the sky, while spaceships carved out like works of art come and go, and the colors of science fiction and fantasy complement each other.

All this should be beautiful and peaceful, but at this moment, countless explosions and flames are gradually engulfing this beautiful place.

The most central holy city on the mainland is a towering ancient tree with a height of more than 4,000 meters, and a temple is built on its main trunk.

At the edge of the promenade in front of the temple stood a beautiful creature.

She has a humanoid body, slender limbs, delicate and perfect facial features, and her lake-green eyes are full of wisdom and intellect, especially her ears that are slightly pointer than humans, similar to the elves in a game in the Earth Age.

All these characteristics reveal her identity.

She is a moon spirit, but she is completely different from her fellow citizens who have been domesticated by humans into flesh.

Her name is Lisa, Lisa. Amasasia is a Moon Chaser, a Pure One, and a Lady of the Moon who has received the ancient heritage of the Moon.

And the last of the Moon Spirit Clan's descendants to this day has lived peacefully on this planet until today.

She looked at the sky with a distraction, her eyes seemed to penetrate the barrier of the clouds, looking at the warships hovering outside the atmosphere, wantonly venting fire and destruction on the surface of the planet, the green eyes of the lake were like deep pools, calm and waveless, no one could see what she was thinking.

And even what she wants to do, her identity, does not allow her to make any reckless moves.

She must take responsibility for her last remaining people and find a way out of the fate of imminent destruction or re-enslavement.

Just then, a young ranger was walking briskly towards her.

The Ranger was obviously taller, carrying a delicately crafted sniper and two scimitars pinned to her waist, all of which were her identities:

Shadow Stalker.

A professional who specializes in intelligence gathering, assassination missions, or decapitation operations.

The pursuer rushed behind Lisa, got down on one knee, and said in a sonorous voice, "Great Sacrifice! We still haven't gotten a response from the Spark Council! And our planetary defense force field is about to be overwhelmed. Please give the order to fight back! These Sakura Guild bandits can't be our opponents at all! And it was originally wanted by the Spark Council, and if we retaliate in such a situation, it was purely in self-defense, and the Lord will forgive us. ”

Lisa was silent for a long time, and finally spoke, "We can't fight back, we... We can't afford to make a second mistake, the oath is not to be blasphemed, and no second Spark Council is willing to let us sinners hunt void creatures on Sloane's Wall to atone for our sins. ”

There was a faint reluctance and resentment in the young stalker's voice: "But I heard that the Spark Council was destroyed thirteen years ago, and the fact that our appeal request has not been responded to until now is proof of this!" Have we not been given permission to go to war, and we can only be beaten passively, watching the people die under artillery fire, and continue to be enslaved by those damned human beings? We have fled in the sea of stars for thirty thousand years, atoned for ten thousand years on the Great Wall of Sloane, and are about to shed the last drop of blood for them, is this not enough to repay them? Why is it that they are just and glorious in the human race's conquest of thousands of planes, and we have to pay such a heavy price just for the failure of the colony ball! So... Shame on the stealing of life! It's like... Just like a dog! ”

"You don't understand, there is a saying in human beings, it is called success and defeat, and weakness is itself the original sin. If the victor of that colonial war had been us... Oh, but we have to face reality after all. The priestess said slowly.

"But!" The young stalker was just about to retort.

The priestess was heard to continue, "But... That terrifying First Empire, a millennium, has been extinct, and the Spark Council... It seems that we have also been hit hard, and the vast majority of our compatriots have long forgotten the glory and greatness of the race, and have been reduced to female animals who only know how to sell their bodies in exchange for living space, and almost no one still treats us as enemies, maybe... This is an opportunity. ”

"And we're going to fight back?" The young stalker's eyes lit up.

"Nope! I still have to be cautious. Tell your compatriots that we're ready to evacuate, and we... Go to the Tachino Fortress and make one last confirmation, if even the Tachino Fortress is abandoned, then the Spark Council may really overturn, and the chains around our necks will no longer exist, and at that time, we will be able to color those invaders without any scruples! ”

"To Fortress Tachino? But what about Elda, this is a home that our Moon Spirit has carefully built for ten thousand years..."

"Home? This is not our homeland, let's not forget, we are just a group of exiles under the fence of mercy, and our real homeland, the plane of birth of our race, has long been destroyed under the catastrophe of war, but if everything is unavoidable, go back, maybe there, there is still a glimmer of hope to rebuild our homeland, truly ours... Homeland. And this world, after all, does not belong to us, here... There is no magic, the tree spirit is not visible, the gods are not there, human beings are its darlings, and the only ones who can destroy them are human beings themselves, and I seem to have seen this sign. ”

Lisa said, taking the heavy and quaint book from the stone platform, and quietly opened it, as if the desolate breath that had been sealed for tens of thousands of years was leaking from the pages.

However, this book has been regarded as an artifact by the moon spirit in other planes, and I don't know if it is because it is suppressed by the underlying logic of the universe here, the supernatural is not obvious, and the pages of the book are also bleak.

It's like a slice... The Shadow of Destruction...

......

Outside Elda's atmosphere, it was heavily guarded by a group of battleships in the flagship in the middle.

"Aihara-sama, these moon spirits are preparing to evacuate!" An adjutant reported to the young officer by the porthole.

The young man was not tall, but he gave people a sense of not being angry and arrogant, and even when he heard the news, he did not react in the slightest, as if he had expected it.

"It's just a bunch of lost dogs who have been beaten a long time ago and don't dare to fight back, but since they're ready to escape... Could it be that the Tachino Fortress has really been withdrawn? But if the Spark Council is really gone, why don't they dare to fight back? Tsukiike Aihara muttered as he looked at the group of warships rising from Elda.

And at this moment, the adjutant suddenly reported in a panic: "Lord Aihara! Large spatial fluctuations detected! Directions from the Tachino Fortress! ”

Hearing this, Yuechi Xiangyuan also had a numb scalp, raised his hand, and was ready to deal with emergencies at any time, but after waiting for a few minutes in a row, the starry sky around him was still not the slightest bit unusual, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Isn't it a quantum leap from the Spark Council? Is that a new space-time jump point? ”

Yuechi Aihara groaned for a while, and ordered: "Divide a small fleet and go to the space fluctuation point to investigate!" ”

"But... But that's the Spark Council's territory! ”

"Don't I know?" Tsukichi Xiangyuan asked in a deep voice.

"It's... My lord! ”

At the same time, within eight hundred light years of the Panod as the center, civilizations with a certain spatial detection ability have detected this fluctuation one after another.

Most of them didn't act because it was the territory of the Spark Council, but there were also those who were as bold as Moon Pond Xiangyuan, but they were ready to move.

It also indicates that there are not many peaceful years left on the Panod...

The shadow of war...

Approaching...

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