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It grew weaker and weaker under the devouring of the blood-colored metal.

Until finally there was no sound.

As the devouring continues, new changes emerge.

The blood-colored metal creature that looked like a snake suddenly blossomed like a plant that had absorbed nutrients for many years.

It's the flower of metal.

On the blood-colored metal, every part and node, a branch like catkins suddenly burst out, and those branches swirled in the air, and more branches erupted.

The branches fluttered and intertwined in the air, and they looked like a blood-colored dahlia.

This dahlia fell from the sky, enveloping both Su Junyan and the demon dragon Olifina.

Parcel.

It was closed like a cocoon.

Before the entire metal cocoon was completely closed, the demon dragon's whole body seemed to shake for a moment, and then the whole body was inexplicable, as if it had become lighter.

It's as if something had escaped from that strong body.

Almost at the same time, Olivia, who was lying on the side, still unconscious, was also shaken all over.

But Artos had been paying attention to the situation of Su Junyan and the Demon Dragon, so he didn't notice this.

As the blood-colored metal cocoon was completely formed.

Altos finally let go of a big rock in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

Faintly, he felt, it was okay.

Su Junyan is fine, he will come back to life.

It's just that, when the time comes, will the one who comes back to life still Su Junyan?

He thought about it for a moment, and then didn't want to think about it again.

Anyway, as long as you live, wouldn't it be fine?

But after just a moment's breath, Altos's nerves tensed again.

This place should not be stayed for long.

It was the only thought in his mind.

The Eastern Territories are probably the most dangerous and unpredictable places in the world.

What's more, there are some of the most terrifying people in this world, chasing them behind.

Most likely, in the next moment, those people arrived.

You have to leave quickly.

Glancing at a blood-colored cocoon that was breathing like a living thing, Artos lifted his visor and manipulated the monarch to lift the unconscious Olivia on the ground and throw her into the cockpit.

Closing the armor, Altos manipulated the mech again, tentatively touching the blood-colored cocoon.

After discovering that there was no rejection, Altos gently manipulated the mechanical arm and lifted the entire huge blood-colored cocoon.

The blood-colored cocoon is heavy.

After all, it contains an ancient magic dragon.

Even with the strength of the monarch's mech, Artos found it much more jerky to handle than before.

On the control panel of the fuselage, there is an item about the load bearing of the air, which is faintly close to overload.

This means that the fuel will be burned twice as much as before.

Even if the monarch's fuel storage is several times that of a normal body, it is somewhat unbearable.

I can only hope that I can get out of this wasteland as soon as possible.

He lifted the entire blood-colored cocoon high above his head and carried it.

The whole monarch creaked and flew up into the sky with difficulty.

There is no sun or moon in the eastern region.

Only darkness covers everything.

After carrying the entire blood-colored cocoon, the monarch did not fly fast, and could only barely reach the same speed as the general high-level magic power armament.

Go at this rate.

Altos didn't know if he would be able to get out before he ran out of fuel.

And, something even more terrible happened.

He's a little lost.

Without a map or guide, walk in the eastern part of the country, a place where the scenery is almost desert all year round.

It's really too easy to get lost.

Moreover, Altos was already experiencing noticeable overtiredness.

The repeated battles, coupled with the excessive control of the king-level body, even if Altos has been patient since he was a child, he can't help but fight.

It was this fight that caused the entire monarch to fly crookedly, almost hitting a raised mound.

Artos quickly adjusted his state and bit his tongue hard before he barely pulled the body back on track.

Can't sleep, can't sleep.

Don't sleep.

He desperately reminded himself that his tongue was almost numb.

I regained a little bit of energy.

But once things go bad, it's hard to get better.

Just as Artos barely mustered himself up and was about to continue on his way.

Suddenly.

Below him.

Or rather, below the monarch, the originally incomparably calm plain, sand and dust burst up!

The wind is blowing.

There is no wind in the eastern region.

When the wind rises, it can only be one reason.

The Dirt Demon is coming.

In the thundering dust, a huge super carpet that almost obscured the sky and the sun rolled up towards the sky.

It wasn't trying to devour the sky, but it was going to devour the monarch who happened to have flown through its airspace.

A bird that looks incredibly delicious.

The monarch is now an incomparably delicious bird to it, and it can easily swallow it as soon as it rolls up its lichen.

I can't help it.

I'm so hungry.

Altos looked at the huge creature looming behind the endless dust on the screen.

I can't help but be a little scrambling.

In normal times, for an enemy of this level, of course, he would not even frown.

But now.

He was really tired, and the excessive consumption of energy made it a little difficult for him to even flick the joystick.

The dust and sand rolled up, and the huge wind pressure made the joystick in Altos's hand extremely heavy.

If it weren't for the fact that he was desperately gritting his teeth and pulling the joystick desperately and wouldn't let go.

Chances are, he'll sink into the Dirt Demon's belly with the entire monarch and the giant blood-colored cocoon.

But the danger doesn't end there.

An even more sinister attack is coming.

In the presence of creatures that are extremely hungry, food is everything.

To do this, it is capable of doing anything.

I saw that in the incomparably violent dust and sand, the huge carpet that seemed to cover the heavens and the earth was twisted wholely, and the next moment, it slammed towards the monarch in a spring-like posture.

This pumping was fast, fast, and the whole world resounded with the roar of Ula.

The wind turned into a hurricane.

In this hurricane, Altos finally couldn't control the joystick.

If he lets go, then he will be shot down.

When the time comes, a generation of legendary mech monarchs will fall, and finally disappear from the torrent of history.

No, no!!

You can't let go!!

However, I really don't have the strength anymore.

Altos squeezed, his fingers already embedded in his skin.

But he really can't use the monarch's core power anymore.

Is......

Is this the end of the curtain?

He felt the weight of the blood-colored cocoon on the mechanical arm.

Su Junyan was there.

Perhaps, not bad?