"Are you awake--?" Carl moved his tired body and found himself lying in Leon's arms. "Be patient, it's very narrow in here." Through the bulging spacesuits, they couldn't feel each other's body temperature, but for some reason, Karl could clearly hear the strong beating of Leon's heart.
"Woo..." Thinking of what happened before, he cried sadly, "I didn't expect Leon to be such a person. Woo..."
"...!" In addition to the spacecraft trailing behind on the screen, at the other end, countless tiny spots of light were approaching them. "It's already out of the range of the WING artillery, you can go back." As if trying to hide something, a thin dark red line twisted around the corner of his mouth. After saying the last sentence, Leon connected the loop of the spaceship behind him: "I have reached the safety zone, and now I will send back Carl, the son of the Lord of the Stars. Thank you for keeping your word."
"clear."
The angel who stopped advancing was still floating in the dark world, and the shallow silver light was wrapped around the ship. From a distance, it looked like a small comet. Unfortunately, it did not drag its long tail. Carl was still sobbing with his eyes closed, and there were crystal droplets under his thick eyelashes. One second, two seconds, three seconds - Leon stared at the flying objects on the screen that were approaching him at the same time, and finally, WING's spaceship arrived first.
Leon opened the hatch, and the other party had already greeted him outside the spaceship. "Goodbye, Carl." Through the helmet of the spacesuit, the teenager who should not have heard Leon's speech turned his head unexpectedly, with countless pearly tears dangling and flashing in the hood.
Leon nodded - the hatch was quickly closed again.
The firefly-colored aircraft group dispersed, forming a formation in an arc around him. The indistinct interference wave rang intermittently in the earphones. "We are the international counter-strike fleet, please listen to the warship pilot Leon Yasen, surrender immediately, don't make senseless resistance, otherwise, we will destroy the artificial planet WING behind you. Please listen carefully, our other A fleet with Igni cannons (note a weapon with extraordinary firepower, which is usually banned from development and use like nuclear weapons) is waiting behind WING. As long as you resist our capture, hundreds of millions of WING civilians will be turned into pieces. For the ashes of the universe!"
"Despicable, you actually use an Igni cannon!" Leon released the keyboard and tapped his finger on the red ammonium button above the screen, gritted his teeth, "I... only have... a self-exploding device." The ammonium button was slowly pressed down .
"I'm sorry, Beria... Farewell." The electric current suddenly flicked his fingers.
"Master, stop!"
"Beria, you...!" The body did not listen to his command, "Beria!?"
"Listen..." The radio waves from the WING star kept coming, no, it was spread around.
"All the time..." An old, powerful voice--Ms. Dylan? WING? !
"My husband has always had such a dream to make the world a paradise of peace and happiness without grudges. As a result, he died at the negotiating table. Perhaps, now that peace depends on negotiation is just a piece of paper. Because we are fundamentally We have not seen the shadow of peace. On the contrary, as a neutral artificial planet for many years, we have also seen the fact that we have always been restrained by those so-called great powers. Those teenagers who drive warships are the real messengers of peace! They fought desperately - we who live in the phantom of peace can't appreciate that kind of power. Just like the young Leon who just left today, we also saw that kind of power - in order not to let us get involved in the strife, we sacrificed ourselves , at least I don't have the guts to take that on, compared to me, who was bent on handing him over to the international counter-terrorist organization. Now, the so-called counter-terrorist fleet is besieging our planet - they want to threaten our lives Lyon. I think the only group of kids who can really bring hope to the world right now is this group of kids, so we can't be a burden to him!"
"Idiot! What are you doing!!" Leon was hoarse as he looked at the bright light from the yellow WING on the big screen.
"For this reason, on behalf of all the residents of WING, I have decided to blow up this planet!"
The harsh white light on the screen made him have to close his eyes. "That's stupid!!! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The warships dashing through the planetary fragments rushed into the encirclement of the fleet. As if feeling the sorrow of the young man, the entire battleship burned like fire. As long as the neighboring warships are touched, they will automatically burn up in an instant. In the almost frenzied impact, countless bodies with orange flames scattered high with the impact of the planet's destruction. It was like fireworks that were set off late at night, bursting one after another.
It turns out that life is strong and vulnerable at the same time - when the stillness is restored and the waves return to the black ocean, the fragments floating in the middle silently announce the end. Leon gasped for breath, and the oxygen in his lungs seemed to freeze, making it extremely difficult for him to breathe.
"Master, it's over." Angel Bellia's voice also sounded listless.
"...Everyone is dead."
"Master... You have to live well, so that you can be worthy of them."
"I, killed everyone -- um, head... ache..., it's me, it's me again... Enough." To relieve the pain, his fingernails dig deep into his hair.
"Master!? Are you all right--"
"Please take me to the dragon's side--please." After saying this weakly, the boy fell on the keyboard as if he was relieved and never opened his eyes again.