Hurlandi Field, Didak Sector, Edge of the Duran Galaxy

At a distance of 15 light-years from the star K54, the light was dim and silent, like a ghost. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAn asteroid swarm passed by accidentally, but it didn't bring a trace of life, and it only added to the desolation.

Suddenly, a space not far from the meteorite group suddenly fluctuated, the originally flat space was wrinkled, wisps of white light swam between the folds, and the black space cracks spread rapidly to all directions, and in a short time, there were thousands of holes within a radius of half a mile, which was very terrifying. This scene did not last long before the space suddenly shrank towards the center, and in an instant, the white light was like a star, and the whole area shone on it.

A wormhole has appeared.

Without warning, the ghostly black mech sprang out of the wormhole and sped into the asteroid swarm attracted by the wormhole's gravity.

Very few Mechanics are willing to drive a mech into an asteroid swarm, because it is very dangerous to drive at high speed in dense rocks, asteroids tend to move irregularly under the influence of mutual gravity, and if a boulder suddenly turns, it will be destroyed nine times out of ten.

Navigating an asteroid swarm requires more than just great piloting skills and quick reflexes, sometimes a little bit of luck.

No one has been able to break this record since Lightning Thomas set the fastest speed for a mecha to traverse an asteroid swarm more than 200 years ago – with an average velocity of 8.65 herds. On the one hand, it is indeed difficult to break through 8.65 hertz, and on the other hand, even if someone has the strength to break through, they are not willing to risk their lives to fight for this false name.

However, at this moment, the black ghost is wandering in the universe.

A few golden threads flashed in the black shadows and disappeared.

12.55 Hz.

……

A team of astralists appears outside the constellation.

The golden-clad enforcer at the head squinted, staring at the ghost, the nightmare.

"Your Excellency." The red-clothed enforcer beside him reminded softly.

"Yes." The golden-clothed enforcer's expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see joy: "After this, it's Will's realm." ”

"My lord, are we still chasing?"

Silent.

"Aaron, how many of us did he kill?"

"Eighty-two pilots, twenty-seven blue-clad enforcers, eighteen purple-clad enforcers, and Dean and Lauren, a total of one hundred and twenty-nine." Aaron, the red-clad enforcer, twitched his face.

The ghost has approached the other side of the asteroid swarm, speed and skill, perfection and despair.

"My lord, it's not good for us to fight in this environment." There was bitterness in Aaron's voice.

The golden-clothed enforcer slowly pressed the star beam on his waist, his eyes as deep as the sea and as sharp as a knife.

"Maybe I won't be spared this time, but sometimes, knowing that I will die, there are some things I still have to do."

With a wave of his hand, a void passage appeared in front of him.

Seventh-Order Star Emblem - [Void Gate]

The golden-clad enforcer straightened his clothes a little and stepped into it slowly.

Aaron cried out, "Prepare for battle!"

The light in his hand flickered, and he followed the golden-clad enforcer into the void door.

……

Van Diat, Eternal Sector, First System, Center, Supreme Council Hall of the Pan-Star Alliance

"Honorable Field Marshal Edward, Speaker Flender, and gentlemen here, I have said all that, and it is up to you to decide what the future of the alliance will be."

As the holographic projection ended, the majestic figure of the grimacing man also dimmed and disappeared. The oppressive atmosphere in the conference room became more and more oppressive, and the generals and parliamentarians lost their old spirits, and their faces were gloomy.

The foundation laid during his career made Marshal Edward, who was more than half a hundred years old, still in good health, but at this moment his pale face revealed a trace of old age, and people remembered that the giant who had led the allies to repel the Star Division Legion again and again was already an old man.

The hero is already in the twilight.

In the middle of the sound, the old man sighed heavily, his tired eyes swept over everyone's face, and said, "Everyone, the matter has come to this, tell me what you think." ”

It was still a dead silence.

The army of 300,000 star divisions is in front of the capital, and most of the territory in the alliance has fallen, and everyone knows that such a situation has long been powerless.

The marshal smiled silently and said no more.

Speaker Flender looked at the old friend and felt empathy.

In the more than 30 years that he has been the Speaker of the House of Representatives, he has been running every day to recover the lost land. For more than 30 years, I have worked together with this old friend to turn the tide, who would think that it would still be a flashy dream in the end, which is ridiculous and lamentable.

"In the first year of the Caroado calendar, Mr. Carlo Elan established the Pan-Star Alliance, and in the civil war that lasted more than 50 years, a total of 8.54 million people died for the establishment of the alliance." The speaker's deep voice sounded, and everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble.

"In the 13th year of the Caroyard calendar, Mr. Carlo was besieged by the North Kirk tribe, and the personal guard division went forward one after another, and all the members died in the line of duty, and Mr. also died in battle.

From 349 to 1650, the Caroyard conquered the region, served more than 20 governments, and a total of 13 marshals died on the front line.

"In the year 4525 of the Karoado calendar, the chief consul of the Heyu rebelled, and a total of 16 consuls of the star region under the rule of the Heyu led their troops to die and bravely surrendered.

"In the year 8227 of the Caroyard calendar, the North Kirk tribe counterattacked, and the soldiers of the Northern Army swore to resist to the death on the Carendi Line for 3 months, without taking a step back, and the lives of 370,000 soldiers and civilians bought precious time for the alliance to react.

"In the year 11175 of the Caroyard calendar, the Crane Legion attacked the Brilliant Star District, the capital of the Behweed, and the First Army of Tosenke fought back bravely and won the first victory of the civil war for the Alliance.

"It has been 11,232 years since Mr. Carlo Elan led the people to build the Alliance, and in those 11,232 years, the Alliance has gone through ups and downs and struggles.

"We've prospered, and we've had turmoil. When it was prosperous, our ancestors cheered for it; In times of turmoil, our forefathers shed their blood. It has not been easy for the alliance to come to this point, and many people have died. However, since the establishment of the Alliance, the bloodiness that flowed in the blood of the Alliance to fight to the death has never disappeared! In every era, there are heroes who belong to them, today, I want to kill myself and fight for the name of today, my lords, what do you think? ”

The crowd was solemn.

Half ringing.

"Speaker!" Councillor Brontë exclaimed, "I will live and die with the Alliance." ”

"Speaker!" All the generals and parliamentarians shouted, "We live and die with the Union." ”

……

Aaron hid behind a meteorite, cold sweat soaking the gorgeous enforcer's robes. He wanted to rush out, raise his Yaofang, and have a duel where you die or I live. But fear told him that this was a slaughter without suspense, and that no mortal had defeated a single demon.

Yes, the devil.

Aaron was originally just a pilot servant of the adults, but he crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood, and finally became a red-clothed enforcer. He has seen countless so-called ace pilots, so-called genius pilots, but in front of the powerful army of star masters, they are inevitably gray, and the restraint of star masters to pilots is natural, even if the star masters are two ranks lower, they are not something that pilots can defeat.

He once thought that no one in this world could stop the pace of the star masters.

But today, he realized that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

His pilots turned into brilliant fireworks one by one, and his comrades-in-arms fell one by one. The devil who was elusive in the meteorite swarm reaped their lives with impunity, but no one could touch the corners of his clothes.

This mysterious pilot is more nimble and sharper than them, and no matter how strange the attacks are, no matter how strong the defenses are, they can't stop his sudden attack.

Just now, Aaron witnessed the sacrifice of the adult, the devil, he appeared from behind an ordinary stone, and as soon as he raised his hand, a gray light shot out. Then he didn't look at it again, and disappeared into the chaos of stones. And my lord, a blood flower bloomed on his chest, and the blood beads that left the force field around him shot into outer space, which was cruelly beautiful.

At that moment, Aaron's body was cold.

He saw the adult finally open his mouth and spit out a silent character: "Go." ”

Aaron stood still for a long time, unaware of the fireworks and blood that bloomed around him, and he saw the devil weaving between the crowd and the rocks, each of which meant the end of a life.

Killing, relaxed as eating and drinking tea.

Aaron leaned limply against the stone, panting heavily.

Every member of the Guards has an iron will, and Aaron is the best of them. But his proud will is now being crushed and crushed by this ever-present fear.

The expression of the adult sacrifice in his mind is vivid, and he is unwilling to be relieved.

Why is there a relief? Aaron suddenly understood that maybe death was a relief. Adults must think so.

He suddenly became a little envious of the adult, who begged for mercy and was not destroyed by the fear in front of him like he did until he died.

So he left the boulder where he was hiding, he raised the Yao Fang in his hand, and delivered the most brilliant blow that he burned with his life, and then calmly faced the gray light that rushed in his face.

Relieved. He thought.

……

Beptorian Field, Angular Tooth Sector, Telek System, Seventh Orbital Industrial Planet, Deep Underground

In front of the stone gate dozens of meters high, the black-clothed law enforcer stood with his head down, silent. Although he had been standing for several hours, he did not have the slightest impatience, and there was not even a trace of expression on his face hidden in the hood.

In the middle of the ring, a crisp and pleasant female voice pierced through the heavy stone door and sounded softly in his ears: "Karltner, you go and deal with that little guy." ”

The female voice is cheerful and happy, as if she is singing a beautiful song, which makes the person who hears it involuntarily cheerful and happy.

But the black-clothed enforcer didn't say a word, lowered his head even more, respectfully made a chest salute, and then walked backwards and left the stone gate. There was no sound during the whole process, and the silence was like a flowing set.

After a few more moments, the female voice smiled softly, and then returned to her composure, as if nothing had just happened here.

……

War spreads across the planet, and the cries add a ray of sorrow to the sunset planet, and the last warriors of the Alliance struggle to the death in every corner of the planet.

No one surrenders, no one weeps, and truly tragic poetry does not need to cry.

The planet's counterattack made the leader of the Star Division Legion feel stupid and respectable. The Star Masters saw the indomitable inheritance in the blood of the descendants of the pioneers, and this spirit did not fade with time, it will not fade.

The land of the planet is beaten inch by inch, and every inch must have the blood of the alliance warriors, and there must be the blood of the star divisions, such a tragic war is rarely encountered by the invincible star masters, the last counterattack of the Caroado era is resolute, and the pioneers of the new era finally understand how lucky their victory is.

If every inch of the Alliance's territory had such soldiers fighting to the death, perhaps the outcome would have been rewritten.

However, history has no ifs.

In the wee hours of the morning, a blinding white light flashed as the parliament building, which marked the beginning of the Caroado era, collapsed.

The old era is over, and a new one is beginning.