The song came from far away, and the sound was faint and indistinct, as if it were about to dissipate into the dust if you did not listen carefully.

Am I? Heshea opened her eyes and found herself lying in a tower she had only seen in old films, an era long before the Fourth Age, when human civilization was in the cradle of the earth.

She fumbled to her feet, a wood-paved partition beneath her, the slightly rough wood fibers drying in the breeze without much dust.

She looked around, it was a tower made of white stone, with no trace of technology, and the tower was part of the castle, where she stood in a pale green grassland of flowers, and the distant waves of wheat swayed in the sky along the track of the wind, like in a fairy tale.

She walked slowly and found that there was not a single wound or pain on her body, and her clothes were intact.

Heshia touched her face a little unrealistically, and it took a while to settle down.

Just look around, there seems to be no other choice.

The ethereal voice of the song before became clear again, as if calling to Hesia, and she listened carefully, looking for the direction from which the voice had come.

Heshea leaned up the wooden staircase and descended from the tower, the revolving staircase was illuminated by the staggered windows, through which the sun and wind passed, and the white curtains fluttered and fluttered, like a picture in a dream.

She walked down the long spiral staircase, the curtains brushing her cheeks from time to time, the fabric so clear and soft to the touch.

Continuing downward, I don't know how long she walked, Heshea came to the exit of the ground floor, and outside was the wide aisle inside the castle.

The weathered walls reflected a striking white light in the sun, and Heshia couldn't help but cover her forehead with her hands to get used to the light.

Is this life under the sun, completely different from the dreary and dim underground?

Heshia walked along the rampart, her fingers running over the warm white stone wall, each of the great stone bricks bearing marks that resembled knife cuts, as if such stones had been cleaved from the mountains with a knife and axe.

It is not as neat and smooth as industrial processing, and the various profiles are lined up one after another, and it is so hard.

Following the direction of the song, Hehia walked through the hundreds of meters of the castle's walls before turning into one of the halls.

The main entrance to the hall was not locked, and the tall door, as if reserved for giants, was made of ancient mahogany, some of which had peeled off its lacquer and was thicker than Hesia's waist.

Fortunately, the heavy wooden door opened and closed a crack and did not close, allowing Heshia to pass sideways.

Walking into the hall, it was extremely empty, with light passing through the windows on the dome dozens of meters high, dust floating in the air, and the light slanted at the end of the stairs in the hall, where stood a lonely throne.

The throne is carved in white stone, with flowers and vines on the edges, and the internal lines are extremely neat, telling the gentleness and seriousness of the kings of yesteryear.

Walking through the empty hall, Heshia could hear her own footsteps echoing, and it was silent.

Walking through the hall hundreds of meters long, she finally came to the small side door at the back of the hall, pushed open the wooden door, and with a creak, Heshia walked out.

Outside, there was an oncoming wind, which made Hesia's clothes flutter and whirring, and the wind that passed through her side also brought a kind of sun-based refreshment, filtering out the scorching heat of the summer sun.

At this time, the faint singing voice gradually became clear.

Leaning against the white stone wall, Hehia continued down the stairs, through the flower-filled corridor, towards another building not far away.

She ascended the steps and entered a secluded building in the castle, where the walls of the aisles were adorned with elaborate frescoes with vague figures, and on the other side of the aisles was a neat row of columns.

The pillars of these corridors are made of gold and carved with intricate and beautiful patterns, among which are embellished with white crystals and petals, dreamy and luxurious.

Walking through the corridors that surrounded the palace, Hehia pushed open a door decorated with golden flowers again, and walked through the living room, which was also decorated with gold and crystal, towards the red-carpeted staircase.

The red carpet staircase went up, and the singing became clearer and clearer, until at last Heshea came to the door of a princess-like boudoir.

The door was not closed, it was ajar.

Slowly pushing away, Hehia finally saw the figure singing by the window.

She has long hair like gold, a flawless face that shines brighter than the sun, pale blue pupils like the sky, she sits on the windowsill, her white gauze and gold silk dress outlines the outline of her legs, and the skirt falls like a fan, and the diamond-shaped pendants of gold crystals shimmer and refract at the hem of the skirt.

After Heshia entered, she finally stopped singing, and looked away from the sea of flowers and grasslands outside the window, to look at the girl who had walked inside.

"Are you calling me?" Heshia looked at the woman in front of her.

"Yes and no." The fairy-haired woman spoke, her voice distant and gentle, and her pale blue eyes looked at Heshia as if she wanted to see her clearly.

"I'm calling someone, but I don't know who it will be."

"Now that you've pushed the door open, that's you." There was a hint of relief in her voice, as if a long-held wish had been granted.

"Why did you call me?" Heshia lowered her head, she should have died.

"I don't know." The woman stepped down from the ledge, took Heshia's hand, and let her come to her.

"Look at the scenery outside."

In the quiet boudoir, there was a comfortable bed with bright red and soft, a beautiful dressing mirror, and a beautiful dress with a pleated skirt, but these were not as attractive to the blonde woman as the small window, the window looking out at the sea of flowers and grass.

Under the blue sky, white, light blue, orange, yellow, and various colors of small flowers bloom in the wild, and the green and tender grass blades are also swaying in the breeze, and the sun shines on the earth, making the flowers and grass in the field of vision more delicate and moving.

"Do you like to see this view?"

"I like it." Heshia nodded, and her heart, which was filled with all kinds of uneasiness and anxiety, slowly quieted down.

The two of them sat on the windowsill like this, watching the sea of flowers, from daytime until sunset, and the afterglow was all over the ground.

"It's so nice, thank you for spending so much time with me." The blonde woman spoke again.

After speaking, the elf-like woman gently hugged Heshia, and the faint fragrance of flowers on her body made Heshia feel like she had come to the flower meadow outside the window.

After letting go of her hand, the blonde woman's figure slowly faded, floating like a speck of light and fine sand towards the world outside the window.

"Are you leaving?" Heshia suddenly felt a little sad and looked at the dissipated blonde woman.

"Well, don't be sad, I've been gone for a long time, but it's a blessing and comfort to meet you in the residual afterglow."

The words lingered in her ears, but the world before her was as blurry as amber, and Heshea felt a deep sleepiness, and fell into a deep sleep.

……

Wake up again.

When she opened her eyes, Heshea found that it was in space, and through the huge transparent metal window on the side, she could look down on the planet of great beauty.

Although the planet was so large in view, it was so small compared to the endless darkness of the starry sky, and the clouds in it rolled, and countless shuttles could be faintly seen going back and forth between the planet and the space station.

The transparent metal crystals show the time at this moment.

[Sixth Age December 3, 862, Rose Federation-Lunar Gate-A1-2031 (White Moon), 3:25:16 AM]

The scene of more than 400 years ago, whose dream did I enter into, to be able to see such a long and clear scene?

Heshea looked at the environment in the room, this room was divided into two floors, the upper level was the bed, the study, and the lower level was the living room, the whole room was surrounded by a wall on one side and transparent metal on the other side, and the view in space could be directly seen.

Pressing a button on the side of the door, Hesheia opened it after a few attempts and walked out.

Unlike the previous unoccupied castle flowers, there were people walking in the corridor from time to time, some of them wearing smart work uniforms, some wearing military uniforms, in a hurry, and the latest news was reported on the radio from time to time.

[The constellation Consultium still refuses to negotiate peace, the Northern Fleet has suffered heavy losses, the Third Fleet, the Ninth Fleet, and the Twelfth Fleet have been cancelled, and the remnants have been incorporated into the Eighth Fleet and retreated to the southern sector of the Federation.] ]

[The new 'Sighing Dragon'-class battleship has made its maiden test in the Calcite Star Field, and if it passes the inspection, it will serve as the next main force of the Federation.] ]

[The Fourth Fleet and the Sixth Fleet dispatched by the Western Sector will arrive after 678 star hours, including 7,893 'Odis'-class battleships, 35,729 'Paradise'-class aircraft carriers, 89,214 'Bloodbird'-class cruisers, and about 420,000 'Wind Shield', 'Hengge', 'Starchaser'-class, and three-class destroyers.] ]

[The rebels still hold the central Twin Tree Domain, the Emerald Moon Domain, and the Yonglan Star Field, and we must defeat them within 26 months, otherwise it will cause irreparable damage to the integrity of the Federation.] ]

[Negotiations with the Sigma Council have been concluded, and we will sign a non-aggression pact with the Sigma Council after 241 sidereal hours, and although their path is far from ours as the successors of the will of the Machine Council, they can still be trusted, and this is the last legacy of the Federation from the Fifth Age.] ]

Listening to these great events in history, Hehia walked through the passages and halls, but no one here could see herself, as if she were transparent.

Probably some kind of dream, Heshea continued along the passageway, through the structures of the space, and from time to time she could see people riding hoverboards, moving quickly through the space station.

At this time, a rush of footsteps came from an exit, and then dozens of soldiers in dark blue exoskeleton armor rushed out, they moved quickly in the space station with the help of the thrusters on their backs, the branded rifles in their hands kept shooting, and the blue fusiform energy bullets shot in the space, breaking the staff into pieces.

The blood mist was filled, the sound of firefighting was everywhere, and after the attack, the guards in the space also rushed over, wearing special silver light armor, dark purple ring goggles, and butterfly-like wings on their backs, these fairy-like beings held bright red reflux-type lightsabers, flickering in the space station, quickly slashing the enemies who rushed in one by one.

The commotion quickly subsided, and a general led a full army of golden heavy armor to protect a room, and a long time later, under the protection of layers of shields and barriers, a blue-haired woman stepped out of it.

She listened to the general's report, then stopped and stood on the aerial walkway inside the space station, overlooking the beautiful planet outside.

"Stand down, I'd like to stay here for a while."

"Your Highness, this ......" Although the general thought that this was inappropriate, he looked at the woman's expression and knew that he could not change her will, so he slowly retreated.

Seeing the blue-haired woman, Heshia slowly floated over, and just as she expected, no one present could see her.

Suddenly, the woman turned her head and looked in Hesia's direction.

"You're here."

Before Heshia could answer, the other party continued to speak.

"I'm not as powerful as Isenisa, I can't see your appearance, I can only vaguely sense your presence."

"Of course, this is just an afterimage of time, in the real history, I don't know about your existence."

"You must have lived in a long, long time later, I really don't know if the Rose Federation was still there at that time."

"But if it's inevitably disappointing, then put it all to an end."

"Actually, I'm already on the wrong path, and you will see the tragedy that is coming."

The woman's voice paused, and then she took a deep breath, as if determined to do so.

She beckoned the general to come over.

"Your Highness." The general asked.

"Let's get started, give me the starter."

"But...... I'd better wait for this kind of thing to bear. The general closed his eyes and asked the soldiers around him to stop the blue-haired woman.

"I, say, let me come!" Her voice echoed in the space station, penetrating the layers of structure, directly resounding in everyone's hearts, and the soldier who had stopped him instinctively stopped moving.

The blue-haired woman took the box from the general's hand, opened it directly, and then inserted the key that had been held in the palm of her hand for a long time, and then injected special magic power.

[Key correct, passed]

[Ai Exhaust Card Particle Wave Correct, Passed]

[Biometric verification, passed]

……

After a total of 27 verifications were moved one by one, the second layer of the box was opened, and a hexahedron floated from it, slowly unfolding in the air.

[Identity monitoring passes, opening up to the apocalypse]

In the outer layers of the planet, a magnificent triple ring slowly emerged, so sacred and so magnificent, that when it appeared, an indescribable fear rose in the hearts of all.

"Activate the 'Star Destroying Ceremony'!"

[Activation, Sea of Aegar interfering]

[In accordance with Loranthea's Eternal Pact, the Sea of Aegarka will return to gravity after this intervention......]

[Gravitons are charged and begin to lock onto the core]

The icy mechanical sound echoed through the hall, and everyone stared intently at the triple ring that was gradually shining beyond space.

[The star core locks and begins to focus and tear......]

Even if the sound cannot be transmitted in space, the displacement of the continental plates on the planet and the undulation of the tides of the sea are still so tragic and helpless.

More than ten minutes later, the violent tearing finally shattered the star core, and the planet also ushered in destruction, countless magma overflowed from the surface, the dark red planet core continued to be thrown, countless fragments lost gravity constraints, began to float into space, and the space station was also hit by some of the fragments, causing violent shocks and began to break.

Inside the shaky and on the verge of destruction, the blue-haired woman looked at the destroyed planet and wept, but she still didn't leave, until the entire planet shattered, and she removed the hexahedron activated in her hand.

[In December 862 of the Sixth Age, the Federation used the Star Destroyer Apocalypse for the first time in the Civil War in order to wipe out the upper echelons of the Old Guards entrenched in the Moon's Gate before enemy reinforcements arrived, which greatly shattered the power of the Old Guards, re-stabilized the line on the verge of collapse, and bought precious time for the subsequent regrouping of the fleet, but this act also caused the death of some 1.6 billion innocent Federation residents, which is etched in history. ]

[A few years later, the Civil War ended, and the 'Cobalt Blue Tears' Amuralin ended her life in the Supreme Court of the Federation, but a new political party was established in the Federation, and this faction marked by the Cobalt Blue Star Tears continued to purge the Federation of corruption in the following decades, and despite the brutal methods, it still won the support of countless Federation people, and even allowed the upper officials to maintain clean governance for nearly a hundred years.] ]

The past in the long past is clear in front of us at this moment.