The orange sparks filled the night sky, the oncoming heat wave made her hair float, and the red figure that was getting closer and closer was reflected in her clear eyes, aiming at the burning wings and rising stars, she raised her palm, and the brilliance in her eyes instantly changed and contracted, condensing into a special symbol.

Then, the approaching, almost insanely crimson steel was covered in spreading hoarfrost, until finally the blazing fireball in the chest slowly extinguished, and the entire body lost speed like a frozen lump of ice.

Although Hesia Tilan did not know the past of this mecha representative, the turbulent emotions condensed in it and the will to try to die together were not ignored, but truly felt, and it was precisely because of her talent as a singer that she would understand how rare and rare such a burning will was.

'Stop, you shouldn't be trapped here. Fighting is not about killing, but about saving those who are stuck in the abyss and cannot extricate themselves, and sometimes sober restraint is more testing than killing with one's life, because the latter only needs to follow instinct, while the former has to think in the right direction.

At the headquarters of Black Hammer Heavy Industries, several elderly people stood on a tall building, looking at the red meteors that were gradually falling in the distance.

"Do they finally come up with the hope that they once gave up, but unfortunately the result is ......still like this" I don't remember how many times I sighed and felt sad, and these old people have long since lost their tears, only the loss in their hearts.

It's not that they don't know that the result of such a battle with each other is just a lingering breath, but they are just outcasts, and the new era has not left them a place, leaving the North 2nd District, where else can they go, praying for mercy and acceptance like a lost dog? And then forget everything about the past and just be an ordinary person?

What is that choice, what has become of hundreds of years of efforts of predecessors, and what has become of their persistence over the years? A joke.

The world may be open and unfettered, but the human heart is not, and if they could easily let go, they would have left like everyone else, just like the ruins of Lebiang, and in those ruined buildings, weren't they the people who used to live here, and now they are gone.

That's it, there's no point in holding on any longer, and the failure of the Burning Iron also heralds the same end for them.

"Call a few young cadres from the group." The old man at the head sat in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window and commanded the guards beside him.

"Yes!" After saying that, he immediately turned around and left, took out the equipment in his hand and began to contact.

Seeing this, several old people around him probably understood his thoughts. "Are you finally willing to let go?"

"Yes, it's okay for us to die here, but not young people, they still have a life and a future, so don't be trapped in this ruins and historical wreckage with us anymore."

Under the full moon, the fighting in the city gradually stopped and became quiet.

The problem of the war was temporarily solved, but a new problem suddenly came to Tilan's mind, and she suddenly thought about whether she had gone too far today, which means that it was too out of line, after all, in this era, as long as it is under the sky, it can basically be seen by satellites, and if you can't make it a corner, there is a group of people watching her live broadcast in a corner of the four-leaf crystal star field.

What a problem, she looked overhead, then dispersed the great full moon that had obscured the night sky and descended.

The cold night breeze poured into the sleeves, followed by the firelight reflecting the face and hair, and the toes fell lightly in front of the crashing mecha, Ti Lan opened her hand, and with a slight stroke, the originally sturdy mecha cut a hole, and the heavy armor on it slid down, smashing a pit in the ground, and then revealing the scene of the cockpit inside.

An old man with gray hair was lying inside, half-asleep, his skin was loose, the lower body was connected to some kind of life-supporting device, only the upper body was still retained, various fiber tubes were inserted into the body, and the electronic sound of dripping was heard from the meter on the side from time to time.

After the armor slipped away, he tried to open one eye half-closed, and saw the young black-haired girl of 16-17 years old in the firelight, everything seemed like a dream.

"I'm ...... No, it doesn't matter anymore. He tried his best to identify the figure in front of him, and felt a certain special temperament in the other party, as if all his unwilling thoughts and thoughts were understood by the other party, that kind of tolerance, that kind of resonance, as if all the wrinkles in his heart had been smoothed out.

"You're ......" he looked at the girl in front of him, and his voice unconsciously carried some kind of honorific title.

"Your prayers and regrets, I have received them." The dark-haired girl spoke to him in the light of the fire.

"So, yes, if you were the Third Great...... muttered, the corners of his mouth suddenly splitting into a smile, as if relieved.

"It's been 400 years, and we've finally waited for the birth of another color, and it's a wonderful world." After speaking, his voice slowly weakened, and finally slowly stopped, the last trace of light red on his face dissipated, the remaining body turned gray, and the meter on the side also heard a dripping alarm, and finally stopped.

Soon after, the personnel of the Burning Iron Energy arrived, and everyone gathered around the deceased old man, slowly stopping.

There was a communication device on the mecha, and the last few words spoken by the old man did not dissipate in the wind, but were heard by the core personnel of the Burning Iron Energy.

On the one hand, they mourned the death of the former elder, and on the other hand, they looked at the girl in the firelight in awe, if it was really as the old man said in his last words, then the girl in front of him was the person who could change the current entire federation, and was destined to affect the existence of the entire federation.

Brod looked at the people around him, took a deep breath, and slowly stepped forward, walking towards the black-haired figure that had been standing in the fire for a long time.

"Your Highness, what should I do now?"

"Your Highness, why do you call me that?" Ti Lan woke up from her memories and asked in a little surprise.

"This ...... Generations of color-level singers have called him like this...... "He was a little apprehensive, afraid that his words and deeds would not be liked by the other party."

"Uh...... Don't call me that just yet, it's out of place. The girl shook her head, although she slowly knew her identity and talent, she was still too immature now.

"Then what should I call you, it's not appropriate to call you by your first name."

"Just call me Tilan."

"Yes, Miss Tilan." Broad breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm not ready to step into the federal central spotlight, so please keep my identity a secret."

"I understand, I understand." He suddenly stood upright, and his voice was accurate.

Although the other low-level personnel present did not know the specific identity of this girl, after what happened just now, they were also in awe, seeing the behavior of their own leader, they roughly understood in their hearts that they did not need to be enemies with her after that, and the original tension in their hearts also dropped a little.

"Let's send someone to clean up the battlefield first, settle the rest of the residents, and in addition, please send someone to inform the Black Hammer, I have a lot to say to them." Jumping from the rubble beside her, the maiden commanded.

"Yes!"

Over the next hour, Lebiane sprang into action again, and the two warring sides suddenly put aside their hostility and began to work together to save the inhabitants who had been injured by the disaster, while a long convoy drove out of the headquarters of Black Hammer Heavy Industries towards the center of the city.

Crossing the street guarded by a crimson mech, the convoy stopped in front of a dilapidated building, a grand building that resembles a giant Ω, and the interior of which once housed the official offices of Lebion.

Walking into the building, up the stairs, the last pedestrian reached the top of the rooftop, and finally saw the figure that had appeared in the full moon not long ago.

"Who are you?" Faced with this black-haired girl, the people of Black Hammer Heavy Industries had some guesses, but they were not sure.

Seeing this, the girl thought for a moment, nodded to Broad, who was standing on the side, and then he first bent down to salute, and then came to the men in black and whispered to him.

Listening to the sound in their ears, the group of people first narrowed their eyes in surprise, then incredulity, and finally stood down with apprehension and uneasiness.

"That's all for today." Her voice sounded directly in everyone's hearts, as if she was talking directly to everyone's soul, and such a legendary ability made those who were still skeptical and unbelieving immediately firm.

"Yes, as you will."

Seeing the change in the expressions of the people below, Tilan shook her head slightly, feeling the depth of the prestige of the color-level singer in the Federation, not only because Isenita created the Federation, but also because Amuralin debuted at the age of 20 and at the age of 26, only six years to set off the changes that swept the Federation. Completed the mid-federal exchange reform.

As the curtain slowly came to an end, the fire in the night was gradually extinguished, and people sat around the campfire, counting the number of people, feeling the joy of surviving, and then talking about some things that they wanted to do but didn't have the courage to try.

A light figure jumped down from the tall building, and then the figure shuttled through the streets and alleys, confirming the situation everywhere, seeing that everything was developing in the direction he wanted, and then returned to the starting place with confidence.

Valk and Phyllis gathered around a lit iron bucket containing discarded items that were burning at the moment, and the two of them were talking.

"I didn't expect Ti Lan to be like this." Phyllis used an iron skewer to move the burning cardboard box in the iron bucket.

"She probably doesn't want others to know, after all, such an identity is too shocking." Valker understands.

"Well, I guess it's also, if it's really exposed, I'm afraid it's hard to live an easy life anymore, the current federation is not good, it's like a leaky ship, all kinds of problems are faintly emerging, even I have heard a lot."

"What are we going to do when she comes back, congratulations? Show respect? Or how to do it? Phyllis continued to speak, thinking that he would deal with it later.

"That will only embarrass her, let's just support it silently, just don't know." Based on his own past experience, Valker does not have to dissect everything clearly, which will only make people unhappy.

"Haha, too, it's so cute to think of President Tilan's usual shy and embarrassed appearance, no wonder Aaron always likes to play tricks."

"Oh, it turns out that he usually plays tricks on me, and you know it." Just as Phyllis remembered something happy, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Uh, this ......" Phyllis's voice froze, and his head clicked to see the approaching dark-haired girl.

"The Tilan Palace...... President. ”

"Hmph." The girl passed over to him, and sat down beside the burning iron bucket, and propped her chin on her hand, as if in distress.

"Can you help me figure out a way, just how to explain it to everyone when I go back."

"Well, this...... Think about it. Phyllis immediately seized the opportunity to atone for his sins and pondered for it.

"Maybe we didn't know anything, we just walked around the city and the other side suddenly ceased fire."

"But it's hard to hide a moon that was so big just now." The girl rubbed her forehead.

"That is to say, there is a mysterious unknown person who raided the whole scene, and then left, after all, it is so far away, everyone should not know that Tilan did it." Phyllis continued to come up with ideas.

"Can this really be hidden, wouldn't it be embarrassing to be exposed."

"Perhaps, we can say that although the two sides fought and used high-power weapons against each other, because of their respective casualties, they gradually went out."

"It's barely possible, but it feels like there are still a lot of loopholes." To be honest, Tilan doesn't like to lie, because every lie is followed by more lies, and exposing it in the end will hurt those close to her.

"In other words, we beat up the top brass on both sides, and they finally accepted the offer of reconciliation, which is incredible, but it is also the closest answer to the truth." It was rare for Valker to come up with a roughly plausible explanation.

"Is that so? Could it still be a little out of line. The girl asked the two of them thoughtfully.

"No, President, believe in yourself, and with your ability, it is actually normal to do such a thing." Phyllis cheers for the low-confidence brunette girl.

"Our President Tilan is the character of the gangster lady, which is a perfect fit!"

"Alright, shut up." The girl waved her hand angrily, and then leaned aside, but she really couldn't think of a more reasonable explanation.

"It's the only way to go, it's really not good, and there is only a confession." She sighed, a little nostalgic for the quiet and stable days of half a year.

It's not that she's not strong enough, it's that everything is moving too fast, and in less than a year, it's as if the world has changed.

After deciding, the three of them did not continue to stay here, but went back to the place where they came.

Walking into the old mansion that had been away for a few hours, although it was a short time, it felt as if centuries had passed, it was quiet, only the bonfire was still burning in the atrium, and when the three of them arrived, they did not see the other members.

"Don't look for it, everyone is sleeping." Leaning against the N opening in the shadow of the corner of the courtyard, the three of them saw his shadow.

The teacher then walked out slowly, turned on the bonfire a little, and then took out a few cans that were warm underneath and threw them to the trio.

"Let's have a bit." After saying that, he returned to the pillar next to him, picked up the beer he hadn't finished and shook it gently, and then poured it into his mouth.

"That's amazing...... Even when I was the craziest of my youth, I didn't do it as brutally as you did. He shook his head, then looked at the dark-haired girl by the campfire.

"I'll help you cover up your identity with everyone.,But you can't be so messy in the future.,Blocking the satellites in this area.,Even Edus School Park took a lot of effort.,Next time, I guess I won't be able to hide it.。

"Understood, well, thank you teachers and everyone."

In the dark night, the only bonfire burns slowly, reflecting the dark world.

(End of chapter)