The huge fleet slowly sailed into the Forner galaxy, and then spread out in an orderly manner according to where the fleets were stationed, heading towards the military fortress planets where their respective fleets were stationed.
Ishtar, who looks like a blue-black giant whale, slowly sailed towards the main star of the galaxy, Forna Star, with an elegant gesture, and then hovered near the fiery red planet.
Stepping on the soft green grass with pitch-black boots, Troll stepped forward. It was late at night, and the stars were dotted, spreading a layer of light on the earth, and also casting a layer of shimmer on the cold side cheek in the night.
The house was very quiet in the night, except for the rustling sound of the woods not far away from the night wind passing through the air, there was nothing. Troll entered the house and didn't stay downstairs, but went straight up to the third floor.
He knew the kid was sleeping on the top floor tonight. After all, since that day, Mute's every move is almost under his control.
There is only one room on the top floor, except for a large balcony, which is an entire bedroom. As soon as Troll walked in, the fine starlight fell on him again.
The bedroom on the top floor is not without a roof, but it is only transparent at this moment. The entire roof and walls are transparent, and you can’t see any obstacles. Lying here is like lying under the starry sky. See the endless night sky. The feeling of emptiness and freedom may be the reason why Mutt always chooses to sleep in this bedroom during this time.
The boy was sleeping, lying sideways on the bed, quietly. The soft brunette hair slid from the white forehead and fell on the snow-white bed sheet. The arms stretched out from the edge of the bed, and the hands dropped to the edge of the bed.
With a childish, handsome and gentle face, the fine eyelashes seem to carry the stars falling from the sky.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Troll held the hand that was hanging on the edge of the bed, and raised it to have a look. The young man's wrist was very slender, and the light blue transparent halo surrounding his wrist was slowly turning, and the faint blue light reflected the marshal's face in the night.
The complexion of that wrist, as well as the complexion of the boy, have all returned to blood. During the period when the full strength is absorbed at the beginning, because the body is not used to it, it will cause short-term discomfort and extreme fatigue, but after a long time, you will gradually get used to it and recover. Although the strength will be weaker than that of ordinary people, it will not hinder the normal life too much.
In fact, Mutt was only frightened by his sudden extreme weakness at first because he recalled the time when he was seriously ill and could not move in the hospital bed when he was a child.
In the dark night, the man leaned over. Starlight fell from the sky and fell on the man.
So that pitch-black shadow shrouded the youth under the man in darkness, as if being swallowed by darkness.
The man's head hangs down, disappearing into the darkness so that no one can see it anymore.
The huge net unfolded behind the young man, and the thin silk threads shimmered palely in the dark night.
The boy was imprisoned in it.
It was like a cobweb entwining him... one was tangible, and another was invisible.
[Spider]...
Under the night sky, the extremely thin filaments of light seemed to tremble slightly under the starlight. Countless shimmering filaments centered on the sleeping teenager, extending in all directions.
The man leaned over and pressed on the sleeping boy, with his hands resting on the side of the boy.
The hundreds of thin light threads unfolded are like huge spider webs in the night, and the fluorescent light threads extend infinitely in the darkness, melting into the night.
It was an indescribably weird scene, which made one's heart palpitate uncontrollably at first sight, a scene that was extremely beautiful but also extremely frightening.
The hunter climbing on the net holds its prey under his body, and they are caught together in this huge net that cannot be broken free.
Thirst, hunger...
A hunter who loses his prey can only go to death, so the desire to live makes people crazy.
The man's fingers landed on the temples of the sleeping teenager, and his fingertips lightly brushed the fine eyelashes at the corners of his eyes.
The fingers with distinct joints became more and more terrifyingly white in the dark night, like bones.
It's obviously just a trace of the fingertips passing by, but it's just that little movement, which is inexplicably frightening.
I can't tell what it feels like, but that action makes people feel... This man is extremely scary and dangerous.
...
So if you can do that... Like the creature you said named [Spider], it will devour your limbs and make it impossible for you to escape.
Devour your eyes so that you can no longer see anyone other than me.
Swallow your lips, so that you can no longer speak to anyone other than me.
Swallow your blood, your flesh, your bones, mouthful, gnaw into your belly, there is nothing left.
If only it could be done...
…
It's just that I can't bear it.
After all, I still can't bear it.
He put the child in the softest place in his heart, even the slightest touch would make people mad with pain.
He could only hold on to the only bargaining chip and refused to let it go.
He didn't know what the outcome would be.
But he knew that fear and cowardice had made him a coward through and through.
He is greedy for the warmth of this soft body in his arms at this moment, and refuses to let go.
Even if it's just in this moment, in this second.
...
... ... ...
The war is still going on, and the entire universe is still full of disputes. All forces are struggling in the whirlpool. Either annex others to strengthen oneself, or be annexed by others and become a stepping stone for others to grow.
In the chaos, Marshal Troll's power is expanding in an orderly manner. It is like a huge whale shark, swimming in the ocean of stars, devouring everything one by one.
Everyone watched Marshal Troll's strength grow rapidly, and he continued to wage wars, like a ferocious beast, spreading its claws and fangs to the entire universe. It is not a wise thing to launch wars so frequently. According to common sense, such high-frequency wars will bring a huge psychological load to people. It is fine if they win, but once they lose once or twice , the dominoes can easily collapse.
Yes, according to common sense.
It’s just that this young marshal is not unreasonable. He has never been defeated since he went to war, and he has become a legend in the universe, and a myth in the hearts of those soldiers—all the soldiers under his command are his fanatical admirers , the direction his hand is pointing at, the soldiers under his command will kill them ferociously like hungry wolves.
Although the war consumes a lot, every time Marshal Troll annexes a star field, the resources he gets can not only fill his consumption, but also enrich his strength.
Supporting war with war is the strategy proposed by his core staff.
Marshal Troll's fleet is already known for its speed, swiftness, ferocity, and aggressiveness. There is no need to learn from other forces to cultivate their health and rest, and to fight steadily. If you learn it, you will lose your powerful vitality and aggressiveness, and become nondescript.
For some reason, Marshal Troll's attacks have been especially fierce in the recent period... If it is said that he waged wars in the past so frequently that it was unreasonable, then it is more than unreasonable now, and now he is simply like A humanoid war machine.
Ferocious, ruthless, and merciless, he bit anyone who stood in his way.
One war after another was launched, and the next force was annexed. Without taking a breath, within a few days, they immediately turned around and started attacking another force fiercely. The crowd who watched had the feeling that this person was crazy.
"Your Mightiness."
The blue-haired colonel stood in front of Marshal Troll. When he raised his hand, a virtual light curtain was projected on his side. As his hand swiped from top to bottom, the light blue data on the light curtain It is also constantly beating.
"My department needs a rest."
Without beating the bush, Via said, plain and simple.
No matter how brave and good at fighting and fearless of life and death, there is a limit.
Whether it is from the fleet equipment or the psychological state of the soldiers, a short-term rest is required.
The marshal who launched six or seven wars in just ten days sat quietly on the cold silver-white metal command seat, and stared at Via standing in front of him with a kind of indifferent light. . Fine black hair scattered in the narrow corners of his eyes, and his dark blue pupils reflected the lights in the hall, like the hue of glaciers on the sea on a silent winter night.
He glanced at Via, and Via's chest tightened.
For no reason, Via felt that the nearest Marshal was very difficult to get close to—although it was like this a long time ago, but it was probably because he was used to the troublesome young man who circled around the Marshal, and he was also used to the Marshal's slightly softer aura when the boy was around. He almost forgot about the inaccessible and oppressive aura of the Marshal.
It was like the look the marshal gave him, meaningless and not on purpose, but the formidable glacier in the sea was in his eyes, and when he hit it, he would be smashed to pieces.
Via frowned, thinking about going back to contact Robin later, and asking when that person will recover from his illness and return to Ishtar.
Glancing at Via, Marshal Troll's eyes swept across the long virtual light curtain around Via.
Then, he said, "After the next battle, return."
"Yes!"
The marshal's order was quickly conveyed, which lifted the spirits of the soldiers who were beginning to feel tired. After a short rest, the fleet jumped to the Idel galaxy. Soon, a great battle broke out in this galaxy, which lasted for two full days and one night. The flames of war raged in the universe, and the flames illuminated the black starry sky.
Marshal Troll stood on a high podium, and a huge star map unfolded in the air in front of him. His eyes were bright and sharp, like the eyes of a black eagle soaring in the sky looking down at the earth.
Standing there, he looked like a sharp sword piercing an iceberg, with sharp edges and vigor overflowing.
Countless sparks that bloomed in the huge star map unfolded in front of him fell into his dark blue pupils, like icy starlight flashing in his eyes.
"Your Excellency Marshal, there is a message of surrender from the flagship of Il, is it connected?"
Reflecting the cold metallic luster in the hall, the standing marshal shook his head with a blank expression.
"Total annihilation."
He says.
"Yes!"
The signal soldier quickly passed the order down.
Marshal Troll was known to rarely accept surrenderers.
Unless it is before the start of the war, surrendering at that time will be considered one or two, but surrendering after the battle is about to be defeated is 100% unacceptable. Marshal Troll's approach has also been denounced and criticized by other forces many times, saying that he is a brutal, dictator, bloodthirsty and bloody low-level person.
But no matter how much the others condemned and how violently they hopped their feet, Troll couldn't be moved. The marshal didn't even bother to listen to their so-called condemnation, he didn't care. As for the hatred and reviling of the deceased before his death, it has nothing to do with him.
As a result, the enemy's remaining fleet on the star map was surrounded and cornered, basically waiting for death. Even if they wanted to fight to the death, they might not be able to cause much trouble.
Although the faces of many people in the hall were still a bit tired, they all showed joy. After this tough battle, the military power of this star field was completely defeated by them, that is to say, this star field has fallen into their hands.
After this battle was over, the marshal's sphere of influence expanded to one-sixth of the vast star field. Another big step forward from their goal of stars and seas. According to the current speed, a conservative estimate, within five years may be able to—
No matter how the subordinates were commotioning, after confirming that the war had come to an end, Marshal Troll turned around and planned to go back to the lounge on the side of the hall to take a nap.
The continuous high-intensity battles made him feel a little tired. After all, the fleets participating in the battle can be rotated, the generals participating in the battle can be rotated, and the soldiers participating in the battle can be rotated. Only he, the commander who controls the overall strategy and the battlefield, is absolutely irreplaceable of. So during the ten days of high-intensity fighting, everyone else had alternately rested, and only Troll took a short nap every day.
As soon as he turned around, suddenly the blue-black bracelet on his wrist beeped, and a virtual light curtain suddenly popped out from his side.
A man wearing a mask appeared on the light curtain. Before everyone could react, the masked man shouted directly at Troll.
"wrong!"
Although he couldn't see the face under the mask, listening to the voice and the clenched hands on the console, he could feel the anxious mood of the man in the mask at the moment.
"be cheated!"
When the masked man uttered the first sentence, Via next to him made a gesture, and the sound insulation barrier around the podium instantly popped out. And the masked man didn't continue talking after the first sentence, until he saw the isolation barrier around Troll rise, and Troll was only surrounded by Via and two other confidants he also knew, Only then continued.
"Fucked." He repeated, with a rather gloomy tone. "The guys from the Crotor family are like this, and so are we."
"The traces of Jia detected by the detector, the so-called signs of activity, and the signal of Caesar's tracker...these are all illusions."
"This planet seems to be shielded by a strange illusion. What we have detected, and what we even think we have seen with our own eyes, are all illusions shown to us by that illusion barrier."
He said darkly, "We've been tricked."
Via frowned, he couldn't understand the current situation, so he could only stand aside and continue to listen quietly.
"Where are those gals?"
Marshal asked, expressionless, pointing directly at the core.
"do not know."
These days, the images of Jia's activities on the planet detected by their so-called detectors are all fake. According to research, the strange energy shield covering the planet has a function similar to semi-hypnosis, which affects the human spirit and thinking. It affects the thinking of all human beings who are close to it, making them think that they see Jia on the planet. images of life.
"But I have sent people to land on the ground. There are indeed traces of people living on the planet, but they have all been abandoned. Looking at those traces, they should have evacuated the planet in a hurry not long ago."
The masked man replied coldly, "There is no one on the planet right now."
Marshal Troll stood still, his eyes lowered, as if he was thinking about something.
Via looked at the masked man from one side, frowning and trying to speak.
However, just as he opened his mouth, there was a long beep suddenly, which was different from the slight beep when connecting to the communication, but a violent alarm sound.
Almost at the same moment as the siren sounded, a huge virtual light curtain suddenly popped up beside everyone, and a fiery red planet slowly rotating in the starry sky emerged above the light curtain.
[alarm! Emergency alert! Foner's shield is under attack!]
[repeat! alarm! Foner's shield is being attacked by abnormal energy!]
Colonel Via, who had no time to speak, froze for a moment.
The first reaction is impossible.
The second reaction is that the protective intelligence brain on the Forna planet is broken.
You must know that although there is no armed defense force on the Forner star, the surrounding area of the Forner galaxy is densely packed with high-precision small planetary fortresses.
From the inside to the outside, layer by layer, those countless armed planetary fortresses and fleet bases almost surrounded the entire Verna galaxy in an impenetrable way. Except for the fleet directly under Troll, there is absolutely no force in this universe. His fleet has the ability to break in--and do so quietly.
But no matter how much Via didn't want to believe it, the urgent siren kept ringing.
The virtual semi-transparent screen shook for a moment, and the image originally showing the fiery red planet suddenly and quickly pulled in towards the planet. As the image pulled in—at first it was just a little blue luster, and in the next moment, it was surrounded by a blue halo. The figure suspended in the cosmic starry sky appeared in front of everyone.
A light blue halo like flowing water surrounds the whole body, and the short snow-like soft hair of the boy suspended above the fiery red planet flies in the dark starry sky.
The boy's slender body was wrapped in purple-patterned clothes on a white background. He was suspended in the universe, his slender limbs stretched out, and the invisible air current lifted the sky-blue cloak behind him, and made his short snow-white hair flutter like white clouds in the night sky. .
Ga
Via was taken aback when he saw the white-haired boy's pupils flashing blue light.
This seems to be... the Jia who appeared in the Emperor Star Wars.
However, why did this Jia attack the protective shield of Fana Star
He was thinking to himself, but he didn't see Marshal Troll's complexion suddenly changed the moment the white-haired boy appeared on the screen.
The sound of hurried footsteps sounded instantly, Via looked up, and only had time to see his Marshal disappear into the corner of the cloak raised in the transfer device.
"Your Excellency the Marshal—?"
Soon, a pitch-black small fast spaceship flew out of the huge Ishtar hatch with a rumbling sound, swiftly and violently drew an arc in the universe, and then disappeared into the starry sky.
It leaps continuously in the universe at the fastest speed, gallops like lightning, and flies towards the direction of the Forner Galaxy at an almost terrifying speed.
Via, who was ordered by the Marshal to stay on Ishtar to clean up the battlefield, stood by the podium, frowned tightly as she watched the disappearing spot of light on the star map.
What on earth is that Jia who suddenly appeared trying to do
Why attack the protective shield of Forna Star
Why did Marshal's face change when he saw him, no matter how they persuaded him, he insisted on going his own way, without any accompanying guards, and rushed back to Fana Star in the most dangerous way.
Via frowned in thought.
After finishing the current battlefield, he had to contact Robin immediately to ask everything clearly.
... ... ...
...
On the fiery red planet, a very shallow circle of light surrounds it.
At this moment, on the periphery of this faint light circle, there is a white-haired boy with an extremely young face floating above the light circle, among the stars in the universe.
A circle of light blue halo surrounded the young man. In the halo, an invisible air current made the young man's snow-white hair and the sky blue cloak behind him flutter endlessly.
He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the circle of light that enveloped the red planet.
With a crackling sound, light like electric current bounced off the hand he stretched out heavily, tiny sparks exploded in his fingertips, and there was a slight tingling sensation.
Noah looked cold, and he stretched out his hand again.
This time, there was a loud bang, and the glowing circle of light suddenly collapsed and shattered when his hand touched it again—with Noah's location as the center, it shattered in all directions like a collapse .
A huge hole appeared on the forcibly shattered aperture, and the white-haired boy who was originally blocked by the aperture passed through the hole and flew towards the fiery red planet without any effort.
Passing through the thick atmosphere, the friction between the blue halo and the atmosphere sparked sparks. When the white-haired boy descended from the sky and landed slowly towards the earth, his whole body seemed to be covered with blue flames.
He was suspended in the sky, looking down under the scorching sun.
This is the second time I came to this planet, and when I came to this villa, when Noah saw the invisible light shield covering the villa, the coldness in his eyes became even worse.
He was suspended in the air, the cloak behind him fluttered high, his flashing blue eyes were closed, and his thoughts extended infinitely.
He called out the name of the child imprisoned in it in his consciousness, and his stretched spirit slowly made contact with the soft spirit below, and then merged...
...
There was a flash of light in the starry sky, and a small pitch-black fast battleship whizzed past in the universe, and plunged into the atmosphere of the fiery red planet.
The battleship landed heavily, and someone jumped down from the hatch that had just been opened a little before the ladder could be lowered.
The pitch-black military boots trampled on the green grass, and the heavily trampled green grass fell to the ground in all directions. After a few breaths, Marshal Troll was already standing in front of the villa.
On the vast grassland, not far away, the woods with white dry red leaves rustled in the wind, and the tall villas stood on the grassland as before, quietly and silently.
The bracelet on Troll's wrist lit up, and the special shield covering the villa was still there. As the bracelet flickered, the light shield covering the sky also flickered.
But there was no sign of relaxation on Troll's face. He pursed his lips, frowned tightly, and stared motionlessly at the quiet house in front of him with sharp eyes.
There is nothing, nothing can be heard, only the slight inaudible movement of the wind passing by.
Also, you can see the traces of countless thin threads of light extending from the villa intertwined in the air, shaking slightly in the wind.
Troll stood where he was for a minute, then he stepped forward.
step.
Just one step.
At the moment before that step even landed—
There was a loud bang, like destroying the world, the earth was shaking violently, and the sky shattered in an instant—
The countless thin light filaments exploded into powder in an instant, and the fine light spots covered the sky and covered the sky, scattering fluorescent lights all over the sky, like countless stars falling from the sky.
The sky shattered—it was the mask that hung over the villa that collapsed—
The entire villa also burst apart in the earth-shattering, the walls collapsed, the columns broke, glass shards splashed everywhere, and bricks, tiles and rubble rolled down to the ground.
The dust was flying everywhere, like a white-gray fog.
Then, the fog cleared.
A blue gleam came out from inside, dispelling the mist.
Troll stood on the still shaking earth, he stood firmly, as if rooted in the earth.
His hands hanging by his sides were tightly clenched, and the tight white gloves were full of wrinkles.
The airflow from the collapse rushed towards him fiercely, passing over his face and his side.
His pitch-black hair was flying back in a mess, almost frantically flying endlessly.
The snow-white cloak behind him seemed to be torn back violently by an invisible big hand, and the golden ornaments around the shoulders collided violently with each other, making a crisp metal impact sound.
The young marshal stood there, straight and motionless.
Only the howling wind lifted his snow-white cloak high behind him, flying in a winding manner, presenting an extreme contrast with that straight body.
He raised his head slightly and looked up at the sky.
There, in front of the marshal, the black-eyed boy was suspended in mid-air.
An invisible air current surrounds the boy, stirring the corners of his clothes.
The sun fell on the young man's wrist, making his complexion fairer. In the flying dust, the slender wrist was clean and free of anything.
Behind the boy, the white-haired Noah floated behind him, holding Mutt's other hand with his outstretched right hand.
Countless fluorescent lights formed by the shattered light filaments in the air fell down one after another from Mutt who was suspended in the air.
The light that fell from the sky was so bright that it surrounded Mutt, making it difficult to see the boy's face hidden in the backlight. He was suspended in the air, looking down at the man in front of him, the scattered hair on his forehead made it difficult to see his eyes clearly at this moment.
Under the sky, Mut looked down at Troll.
On the ground, Troll also looked at him.
Fragments of fluorescent light fell from the air one after another and landed beside them.
[Where you are, I will be there.]
Troll raised his head, his long and narrow phoenix eyes looked like cold ashes left after the flames had passed.
He looked at Mute, his eyes were a little dazed, a little helpless.
He stood there with his head raised, his eyes seemed to have cracked traces at this moment, as well as traces of death and pain when the wind and snow were raging.
[I'm right next to the major general, I'm not going anywhere.]
He raised his hand and stretched it in the direction of the boy.
The fingertips wrapped in snow-white gloves seemed to be trying to grab something.
His dark blue pupils are like the heartbreakingly beautiful blue that a person who is slowly sinking into the ocean in the extremely cold glacier sees for the last time before dying.
Troll parted his lips.
The thin lips, which could hardly see much blood, moved with difficulty almost like a spasm.
He said, "...please."
The black-haired marshal stood on the ground and stretched out his hand, his lips were terribly pale.
He said, please.
... ... ...
Mute was suspended in mid-air, and an invisible air current surrounded him.
The sun fell from the sky and shone on his body. In the backlight, his eyes could not be seen clearly.
It is unclear whether what he is looking at at the moment is the hand stretched out to him, or the man who stretched out his hand to him.
He just suspended in the air quietly, with flying forehead hair brushing his cheeks, and he just watched like this, without doing or saying anything.
Then, he disappeared into thin air.
He disappeared quietly, completely, with nothing left.
...
It was very quiet between heaven and earth, and Troll stood there without moving for a long time.
The fingers wearing white gloves were withdrawn little by little and clenched tightly.
The fingers under the glove were clenched to the point where the knuckles turned white, but the slight sound of the knuckles being clenched to the extreme and frustrating could be heard.
As he stood there, the wind had stopped, and his jet-black forehead hair fell messily, casting a deep shadow in front of his eyes.
He didn't move, and the countless fluorescent lights in the sky were still flying all over the sky and falling down one after another, like countless fine snowflakes falling on his body.
All the spots of light melted into his pitch-black hair and disappeared into the dark military uniform on his body.
He stood there quietly, as if the light between heaven and earth had disappeared around him.
…
don't go.
… Please.