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A gentle breeze blew, and the green wheat swayed its slender waist and swayed gently in the wind.

A fresh scent of grass came to his face, and the iron slag with his head bowed gradually came to his senses, slowly raised his head, and looked at the starry sky.

"Alice, what time is it?" He asked, dragging his hoarse voice.

[It's 4:27 a.m. Silver City time, and it's still more than an hour before dawn] The sound of a girl's mechanical synthesis came from the speaker.

"Alice, if I can't survive, you can go to Wang Hu and help him for me, okay?" Iron Slag said calmly.

[Captain, you won't die......]

"Who knows what is going on in this world?" Iron slag tore off a wheat stalk and put it in his mouth, and the faint sweetness spread in his mouth, eliminating some fatigue.

"Turbulence...... Raging ...... Raging ...... Raging ...... Raging ...... Raging ......"

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a long jet sound in the distance. Iron Slag raised his head and stared blankly at the sky. In the starry night sky, six aircraft poked out of the clouds. Immediately after, blue meteors shot out in all directions. In an instant, the blue light instantly illuminated the entire sky, like a firefly flying in the sky, like a dream.

Looking at the scene in the night sky, Iron Slag couldn't help but sigh and reveal a bitter smile. It seems that this time there is less luck, if the people who come to save him, there is definitely no need to send so many troops, this is a full six Dawn squads.

However, how did they know where he was in such a short period of time?

Communicator!

In the blink of an eye, he figured out that it was through the signal of the communicator that they tracked it here.

Could it be that Eva Green also wants to harm him? No way! She has no motive. He shook his head vigorously, shaking the thought out of his mind. Then, he pulled out the communicator and hesitated to smash it. If he stays, his whereabouts will be exposed, but if he is smashed, it will be equivalent to cutting off all hope.

At that moment, a small robotic hand went around his back and crept out from behind. When he was caught off guard, he snatched the communicator.

[Captain, please take care]

"Buzz......" The red comet suddenly lit up its headlights and rushed forward!

"Alice, I order you to stop......" Iron Slag struggled to her feet, but was powerless to stop her from leaving. In an instant, the red locomotive turned into a small point of light on the horizon. At the same time, the meteors flying in the sky streaked through dazzling arcs and converged in the direction Alice had left. Looking at the gradually clear starry sky, Iron Slag exhaled deeply, struggled to get up, and staggered out of the wheat field.

Half an hour later......

A hobbled figure appeared on the criss-crossed ridges, walking aimlessly. Looking up at the empty field, he suddenly had a delusion, in this big world, there was no place for him. Perhaps, this is the fate of being an insect......

Before he knew it, he saw a field of low houses and walked over.

As time went on, his steps became heavier and heavier. After passing through a rusty fence gate, he came to a clearing. Looking up, there is a sloping water tower in front of you, surrounded by spacious shacks, cylindrical barns and dozens of rusty tractors.

It looks like it's an abandoned farm.

After wandering around for a while, he pushed open the door of one of the barns and stepped inside. Although it is abandoned, there are still many places where last year's wheat straw is piled up, perhaps left as fertilizer. After closing the door, he lay on a pile of wheat stalks. It was only then that he felt a slight hint of warmth. Perhaps because of the excessive blood loss, his body temperature was slowly dropping, so he felt colder and colder.

In the deathly silence, the cold moonlight shone through the skylight on the wheat straw pile, reflecting his young, pale face. At this moment, everything in the past appeared in front of him like a picture. His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he just wanted to get a good night's sleep. Maybe when he wakes up, he's alive again.

In a vague blur, he ripped open the collar and pulled out a silver chain. Staring at the delicate insect flute in his hand, an unspeakable regret arose. Maybe he should have gone back a long time ago, even if he could have looked at her again......

"Raging...... Raging ...... Raging ...... Raging ...... Raging ...... Turbulent ......"

Between gains and losses, the sound of long jets came from far and near. It didn't take long for a dazzling blue light to spread across the earth.

In an instant, one by one, the silver-armored knights landed around the farm, and then surrounded them step by step.

"He had two gunshot wounds and no car, so he couldn't have gone very far." Said the Templar who had been chasing the iron slag just now.

"The closest hiding place is only here, so I guess that's right." Another Templar said.

"Who the hell is this chatter, and how did you send so many ......brothers," a Templar asked in a whisper, and the captain next to him immediately interrupted him and said in a low voice, "Don't ask too much." ”

A few minutes later, the iron slag hiding in the wheat straw pile heard the sparse footsteps outside, and suddenly his eyes narrowed and he thought about it.

Hiding here, sooner or later he will be discovered, and in this world, no one seems to be able to save him. Now that the matter has come to this, there is no need to hide and hide your head and show your tail.

"I ......"

"You can't die with a fake name!"

"I'm going to go out from here and tell them that I am the spark of brilliance, and I am the sword of the firmament, Norseth!"

"I want to tell them that we don't have many people left, but we have never been afraid of any faction!"

Thinking of this, Iron Slag gritted his teeth, endured the pain and got out of the wheat straw pile, then stood up straight, patted his clothes clean, straightened his collar, drew his black single-edged sword, pushed open the door of the barn, and strode out.

At this moment, there are expeditionary force knights with automatic rifles and flashlights everywhere. Incandescent beams of light swept back and forth across the farm, searching for possible targets.

At that moment, a figure came pacing from the barn, step by step towards the large clearing in the middle of the farm. At the same time, the knights of the expeditionary force invariably spotted the target and immediately poured in from all directions.

In the dazzling bright light, Iron Slag held the sword in one hand and lowered it in the other, staring at the front. There is no joy or sorrow, no hatred and no anger, just like a stone pillar without words.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of knights of the expeditionary force formed a large arc. They were armed with guns and aimed at their targets, but none of them dared to fire first. The reason why they are so cautious is because there are so many people sent from above, even the most stupid people can guess that the other party must be a big man. And the current situation is that even if you take the lead in firing, you can't tell where the battle merits belong. Therefore, the first person to shoot not only does not get the corresponding benefits, but also may incur retaliation from the big people behind the back, which is really more than worth the loss.

So, in this strange atmosphere, no one took the initiative to shoot!

Iron Slag looked around for a week, and the cold gaze swept over everyone's faces, and everyone who was targeted by him couldn't help but feel a chill behind their backs. Silently, the air seemed to freeze. At this moment, a white light flashed on the horizon in the distance.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

As dawn broke, there was a sudden roar in the sky. Looking up, a super-large aircraft was poking out of the clouds, and the front end alone was hundreds of meters wide. In the thin morning light, the surface of the aircraft exudes a pale golden luster, like a golden flying castle.

Seeing such a scene, the knights of the expeditionary force were all shocked. In order to deal with this person, even the "golden battleship" was dispatched, which is really unimaginable.

In the next instant, twenty-four pillars of blue light suddenly fell, pointing directly at the target in the field.

The knights of the Dawn Expeditionary Force suddenly widened their eyes and retreated. When the smoke cleared, there were twenty-four tall figures in front of the target.

They were uniformly dressed in jet-black power armor, with a silver skull cross engraved on their chests. They are none other than the knights of knights, the elite of the elite, the Templar guards!

Suddenly, the knights of the expeditionary force were all stunned, and what shocked them the most was not the sudden arrival of the guards, but the fact that the guards were facing them, not the targets in the field.

Not to mention the knights of the expeditionary force, even the target himself was stunned. Iron Slag looked at these tall backs blocking in front of him, and the whole person was blinded.

"Boom la la ......"

At this moment, the sound of iron armor grinding came from all directions. One by one, the knights knelt down like wheat that had been cut down.

In an instant, the eyes suddenly opened up......

In the dawn of dawn, a slender figure walked slowly, as if everything was like a dream.

Finally, she stopped in front of him, lifted her delicate little chin, and looked at him intently. The blurry eyes were shining, like a vast sea of stars.

At this moment, she was wearing a pure white military uniform, stepping on a pair of shiny iron boots, her neat armor skirt shimmering in the morning light, and her long silver hair fluttering in the wind, as if coming from the unreal.

She's still so dazzling that she's out of reach......

"Smack!"

Looking back, she raised her hand without warning and slapped him in the face.

"Why don't you come to me!" She asked sharply with a cold face, and a layer of tears appeared in the eyes of the hidden galaxy universe.

"I'm ......" he was about to explain, but was blocked by a plump, cool little mouth......

This lingering kiss is like the rising sun and the proud moon in the sky, making everything bleak.

Her tenderness is like a pool of clear water and a deep sea, which is more lingering than a trickling stream and deeper than the vast sea.

Her love is like a warm flame and a quiet volcano, which can be warmer than a small flame and more violent than an erupting volcano.

"I like you, it's as simple as that, it's so domineering, it's so unreasonable!" It was the voice of her heart, but only she could hear it.

As her lips parted, she smiled at him, then turned to look at the knight of the expeditionary force who was half-kneeling on the ground, and said in a loud voice: "Go back and ask your commander, what punishment did he receive for losing my little cloth bear when he was a child?" ”

The crisp sound of the voice echoed through the wilderness, echoing in the sky and far away......

(Volume 9, end)

PS：

Teaser, the next volume of "The Golden Age".

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