“…… Frontline Commander Yoshiyo Akazawa, supported by soldiers and survivors, announced today that he would become the new guardian of Kanto in Shintokyo, calling for the return of the new Prime Minister Yu Mitsuhashi, who is now missing......" said the news.

Yu Mihashi wades wearily through the subway tunnels of old Tokyo, followed by Mrs. Rosavier.

"Although the Crowned Fleet is lost, there is another fleet in the Alliance on its way to help. South Backseat', it's even bigger. Now the grievances are only temporary, as long as we leave the submarine and go to a safe place without being noticed by the rebels. Mrs. Rosavier said.

Mitsuhashi nodded.

He picked up a flashlight to illuminate the sides, and the sight was full of pale and cold things, and the rock formations on both sides were littered with the bones of the dead and the remnants of demonic minions.

Ten years ago, before Edith had returned to Tokyo, hundreds of thousands of demons were entrenched here, grinding their teeth and sucking blood, killing people like numb.

He thought that twenty years later, another group of people would go into the underground of Tokyo, point to the rock and say, "Look, these are the bones and dead left behind in the New Tokyo War."

The victims of different ages are forgotten in the earth.

"The gun." Yu Mihashi saw the black box hanging from Mrs. Rosaville's big buttocks, "It can protect us." ”

"Hmm." Mrs. Rosavier said briefly.

"I didn't see the trigger, how did it fire?" Yu Mitsuhashi asked.

"It's simple." Mrs. Rosavier took it down and held it up to the light of the subway emergency lights, the gravity line release device looked like a black square-shaped pistol, with a diamond-shaped tube to gather energy, "There's a spring-loaded trigger here, and the gravity line can be released when you press it." 'Graviton', which is the final form after the collapse of the electron, can be directly regarded as a nuclear weapon used by a single soldier, which eventually leads to the emission of high-charge particles in a straight line, a vector energy weapon, and has an annihilating effect on the demon army. ”

There was a faint red glow under the muzzle of the gravity line release device, which made Mitsuhashi feel palpitations when he saw it.

It's a big killer.

"It's scary." Yu Mitsuhashi admitted.

"I also avoid pulling the trigger, which can cause a black hole if not used correctly." Mrs. Rosavile turned forward, "Let's go, there is a submarine in the flooded area." ”

The subway tunnel twisted and twisted, ugly as the cecum, and once you pulled your foot forward, the fear in your heart piled up minute by minute.

Eventually, the subway emergency lights are gone, and Mitsuhashi follows Mrs. Rosavile forward, keeping her eyes on her wobbly ass.

A secret dockyard loomed ahead, and Madame Rosavier stopped, stood in front of the door, and reached out to enter the code.

"This submarine can take us back to the ocean from a sea channel with a diameter of 4 km." Mrs. Rosavier said, "We went straight to the West Coast and were back in Seattle in 35 hours. I don't have to worry about living conditions, I have money. ”

"Then there is hope." Yu Mihashi said.

"Is there any hope?" Mrs. Rosavier muttered to herself.

Yu Mihashi stared at Madame Rosavel's movements, and once she took her to the submarine, everything was over.

She typed in the code and pushed the door open.

Yuke Mihashi rushed up and snatched the gravity line release device down, and pushed Mrs. Rosavier over the threshold.

She was focused on looking at the submarine in the secret dock ahead, and now she was caught off guard and almost fell! Immediately turned around and grabbed the edge of the iron door, and looked back at the gun's eye in a daze.

"Are you crazy?" Mrs. Rosavier incredulously, "Grab my gun?" ”

"Don't move, we all know how strong this thing is." Mihashi Yu stepped back step by step, and the gravity line release device was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he needed to hold it with both hands, "You don't want to die either." ”

Madame Rosavier slowly raised her hands, not so much frightened as dazed.

"Look at you, like a shivering cotton." "We all know that you are incapable of violence," she said. ”

Mitsuhashi thinks about how hard he beat Larojie in the first place, he has always been cautious and accepts the polite discipline of modern civilization, but he also knows that there is a hideous beast hidden in the depths of his heart.

"I should apologize, accept the punishment, and announce the Red Letter Project to the world, and I know the members on the list. I just need to get out alive and expose everything. Eight out of ten of the top echelons of the Human Defense Project have been corrupted by agents of the Unbounded Alliance for a long time. Mitsuhashi said.

"The Human Defense Plan has been divided since its inception, and we are just offering a suitable price for those who are willing to leave, don't you accept it? Do you think they can forgive you? Mrs. Rosavier said.

"I don't care." Mitsuhashi stepped back, "The only thing I did wrong was to trust you and mistakenly think that your fleet was real. ”

"They exist." Madame Rosavile used her telekinesis to create a puzzle and project it into the air.

Mitsuhashi saw the yellow sand, lava, and bright red sun in the sky, and a monster in black armor drove a sword shadow that spanned dozens of miles, cutting through the fleet in the sky in an instant.

"What is this? Demons? Mitsuhashi was shocked.

"I read the remnants of Elder Crohn's psychic power left behind in the subspace. Our fleet was destroyed by the Order, and now that such creatures have reappeared in New Tokyo, listen to me, we are just murdered by the Blade Order. Mrs. Rosavier said.

"Bastard." Mitsuhashi gritted his teeth.

"Give me back the weapon now." Mrs. Rosavier walked briskly towards Suke Mitsuhashi.

"Don't come here!" Mitsuhashi took two steps back, his heart was crossed, and he pulled the trigger, his head covered in cold sweat.

He pressed twice, and nothing happened.

Moments later, he saw unfamiliar alien text scrolling rapidly across a micromonitor. He gritted his teeth and pressed it twice, and nothing happened except for a similar error flash.

Mrs. Rosavier threw her leg forward, kicking Mitsuhashi into the air, then took up her weapon and sighed.

"You lack the instinct of a warrior." She unleashed the gravity line and hung it back behind the skirt.

Mihashi vomited blood, and Madame Rosavier kicked him in the ribs with a single kick, and he vomited profusely, and there were some internal organ fragments in the blood.

"Killed...... I ......" Yu Mihashi crossed his arm and looked angrily at Mrs. Rosavier.

"You want to die?" Lady Rosavier frowned.

"I should ...... Die proudly...... Accept the punishment. Yuke Mihashi's voice was distorted by the severe pain.

She glanced at the submarine in the secret dockyard behind her, and then at herself.

"It's useless." Mrs. Rosavier bowed her head.

"......" Mihashi stared at her closely.

"I feel the proximity of a high-risk target, maybe it's your friend Zhang Su, maybe someone else." Madame Rosavier looked to the other end of the tunnel, where a slight tremor could be heard, "I can't risk being captured alive, and I can't let you live like this." ”

She grabbed Mihashi by the throat and fed him a pill of poison, and then she took one of them herself.

Lady Rosavier waited for death to come.

"Sometimes I feel that all the Unbounded Alliance is doing is wandering, fleeing, and this wandering has been going on for many epochs, when will we find a place to accommodate us? I wish we could find our Promised Land, no longer wandering, free from the pursuit of demons. We only need a dimension large enough to affirm our sovereignty and meet the needs of our people. No more escaping from one dimension to another, no more confusion in subspace...... "Madame Rosavier fell backwards, her body gradually twisting and deforming, returning to its true state, a huge, pale octopus-like creature.

……

……

Zhang Su breaks through the infinitely huge subway tunnels of old Tokyo and rushes to Mihashi's side in search of an insignificant breath.

Mihashi Yu foamed at the mouth and turned his head to stare at Zhang Su.

"Give me to die on the execution ground, don't die here." Zhang Su carried Mihashi Yu on his shoulders.

Mihashi Yu grabbed Zhang Su's shoulders and used his last strength to pronounce a series of names.

Zhang Su listened as he led him to retreat.

The names sent chills down his heart. They are the top executives and heads of the Human Defense Program and today's large multinational corporations, partners, and consortia.

He's seen it on social media, he's seen it in the news. They are funny, full of creativity, rich and loved by everyone, and they have betrayed the interests of humanity.

Mitsuhashi recited many names and named the characters in the Red Letter Project one by one. He felt that the memory was fading, like a light bulb with insufficient power, and the mind no longer flashed, but dimmed minute by minute, and everything would never return once it was consumed by the darkness.

He remembered at the last moment that Zhang Su, who had come to his rescue now, was wearing exactly the same armor as the armor in the illusion shown by Madame Rosaville.

“…… Good friend ......" Mihashi Yu patted Zhang Su on the shoulder and closed his eyes.

(End of chapter)