The ferocious-looking Zerg swept over overwhelmingly, so densely packed that it was almost impossible to see the end. The same large number of human legions drove various mechas and fought against the Zerg. The friction between the blades and the loud noise from the bombardment came one after another.
This is a war.
A war between humans and predatory Zerg.
On the chaotic battlefield where the war was raging, a delicate fiery red mecha that looked like burning flames shuttled through the battle circle, which was particularly conspicuous.
In the grey-brown swarm of densely packed Zerg, a fiery red mecha shuttled freely through it. With a wave of the light blade in its hand, it chopped down a large, seemingly powerful Zerg to the ground. . Rushing into the swarm of insects was like entering an uninhabited land. In a flash, the corpses of the insects were left on the ground. No insect could touch its shining casing. It is as agile as a fox.
Under the leadership of the fiery red mecha, the war did not last long. As the corpses of the Zerg piled up on the ground, even the ferocious and brutal Zerg became frightened. The remaining Zerg spread their wings and evacuated the planet.
After repelling the Zerg, the human legion was filled with joy.
With the accumulation of rich combat experience, they began to clean up the battlefield in an orderly manner and count the casualties.
On the high cliff, the legion is stationed here.
On the edge of the cliff, a young man wearing a high-level military uniform stood here. He was tall and tall, looking down at the tragic battlefield below.
"Admiral!" The officer looked respectfully and enthusiastically at the powerful and cold Beta in front of him, "The casualties have been counted... The cleanup of the battlefield is also in progress... "
Ansel Lindbergh, the legendary admiral known as the Flower of the Empire—as a Beta, his achievements were almost comparable to that of the Imperial Monster. He is the fastest-promoted general in the entire galaxy, and even Garfiel, who is known as the monster of the empire, cannot compare with him.
At the same time, he also has another amazing identity - a master of mecha production. He built the 2S-level mecha "Firefox" when he was less than 20 years old, and it only took a few years from the beginning to the production of the 2S-level mecha.
He is a genius monster recognized by the interstellar, and his talent is undoubted.
He once again added a major touch to that already dazzling and glorious surname. Many families were secretly stunned and couldn't help but envy the Lindbergh family. What kind of luck is it that such rare geniuses appear from generation to generation
Under his incomparable light, countless Alphas were eclipsed. He alone almost obscured the light of an era.
"Yes, I understand." Beta, a young man who was even more beautiful than Rose of the Night, had a condensed look on her face. She didn't look back, but nodded slightly in response.
After that, he ignored the officer behind him and cast his gaze on the bloody battlefield below.
Devastated everywhere.
Ans El looked down at the blood and debris covering the ground left by the previous battle, his eyes were indifferent, even to the point of being ruthless.
Three full years have passed since he joined the army.
In the past three years, he has become accustomed to this kind of scene, and he will no longer have any troubles in his heart.
War is always cruel, smells of blood, and robs the life of those who participate in it. Whether it's human or Zerg...
Three years ago, he produced the mecha he designed to the 2S level, and then graduated as an outstanding student of St. Mia College. Then, despite the dissuasion from his family, he joined the army - this was the path he was bound to take, and he had no choice.
His move to join the army seemed to sound the clarion call of war, igniting the war between the Zerg and humans. As if there was a big hand in the secret pushing everything to happen, the Zerg began to frantically plunder the life of various planets. Wars began to occur frequently, from once a month at the beginning to more than one war almost every day.
This gave him a rapid rise in military rank and a huge prestige that was unmatched by ordinary people in the army. Garfiel, who was originally weighing heavily on the minds of all the young people in the empire like a mountain, was easily surpassed by him.
After all, it is always easier to get promoted during wartime than during peacetime, because there are many more opportunities to earn military honors than in normal times.
Over the past three years, something subtle seemed to have quietly changed. Transforming him completely made him feel like he was almost a different person.
It's like a subtle feeling that something soft has been pulled out of the soul, and something cold has been refilled.
There was no discomfort or confusion, as if he should be like this.
The expressionless Ansiel took one last look at the tragic battlefield under the overhanging wall, and then returned to the military camp.
There was no point in staying any longer.
…
After taking the warship back to the military headquarters, on the way to his lounge, he met someone he didn't really want to meet.
No, it should be said that he was deliberately waiting for him to pass by. After glancing at the man squatting on the road he must pass, Ansel judged.
The man with black hair, black eyes, and an evil face leaned against the wall, his posture lazy and casual. Seeing him coming, the corner of her mouth curved into a soft smile. The only person who could make the famous male god of the empire show such an attitude was another equally famous god.
"Ans..."
"Admiral Garfiel, the military department has other matters that I need to deal with. Please allow me to take the first step." Ansel didn't quite buy it, and his attitude was cold and serious, even with a hint of deliberate alienation. . He has a completely business-like attitude, without any sweetness in the world of lovers.
After he finished speaking, he quickly left without leaving any chance for Garfiel to speak.
Garfiel looked at his back, his brows almost furrowed into a frown. He looked at the lover he had not seen for a long time, his expression dark and inexplicable. The obsidian-like eyes were suddenly dyed an extremely deep ink color.
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night
A small spaceship quietly left the military headquarters under the cover of night and flew away from Saint Mia. And flying in a certain direction, as if flying aimlessly.
Ans El, who was piloting the spacecraft, seemed not to notice that an equally small spacecraft quietly followed him out.
The spacecraft flew quickly through the universe and soon reached its destination—a remote small planet.
On a somewhat deserted small planet, the spacecraft landed.
Wearing a military uniform and a cold expression, Ansel walked out of it. After he seemed to know the direction, he took a long step forward, and his tall and slender figure disappeared into the dense jungle.
A few minutes later, a spacecraft landed on the small planet. The black-haired man glanced at the optical brain on his wrist, confirmed the direction in which his lover was leaving, and then quietly chased after him.
He wanted to know what could cause such a huge change in his lover.
…
Ans Aier walked to the end of the jungle, and as expected, saw a hidden cave. Without hesitation, he walked in.
The cold cave was extremely dark, and as he went deeper, it became smaller and smaller. It is so narrow that only an adult can pass through. Unlike the dark cave, the end of the cave is full of light, as if it is a door to another world.
Ans Aier passed through the hole with a short stature. Behind the narrow hole, there was another world.
Looking around, the field of vision is full of ferocious-looking Zerg, which makes one's scalp numb just by looking at it. Ansel turned a blind eye to this.
He regarded the Zerg as air, which the Zerg would not do.
As if they smelled the fresh breath of life, the Zerg excitedly waved their sharp blades and crawled towards Ans Air.
There was no other action. Ans Aier just glanced around indifferently. All the Zerg were lying on the ground, trembling and fearful, not daring to get any closer.
Those crystal-clear and beautiful purple eyes had been rendered scarlet at some point, turning into sharp blood-red vertical pupils, revealing cold murderous intent and an unparalleled sense of oppression.
It seems that he noticed the strange movements of the Zerg, and the noble commander who controlled these low-level Zerg appeared.
The young man with silver hair and red eyes walked out from the depths covered by the swarm of insects. Seeing Ansiel with blood-red eyes, a look of joy and tenderness appeared on his face.
He hurriedly came up to him, and with enthusiasm and admiration, he knelt down in front of Ans Ayer respectfully.
"Her Majesty the Queen..."
He shouted softly and respectfully, his tone almost sighing.
"you are back."
Not at all surprised by this, Ansel just nodded coldly.
Just as he was about to say something, Ansiel suddenly turned his head. Looking towards the entrance of the cave where he came from, his tone was cold, as if he had no emotion at all.
"who?"
A man with a complicated expression appeared, that was the empire's general, Garfiel Bertram.
"Ans, you..."
The man had a complicated expression on his face and stepped forward with his long legs, wanting to walk to Ans Ayer's side.
Seeing his actions, Albert, who was full of vigilance and hostility, immediately stood up and protected the weak queen in his heart, like a loyal knight.
"Her Majesty the Queen!" Albert shouted as a warning, as if he was worried about something.
Seeing his arrival, Ans Aier didn't have a surprised look on his face. After all, this was what he did on purpose. How could he not notice that someone was following him? However, a certain emotion in his heart made him let that person follow him.
Taking the initiative to come out from behind Albert, and even stopping the Zerg that was about to attack, Ansel completely exposed himself in front of Garfiel, showing no signs of defense.
"As you can see." He smiled, coldly and sarcastically.
The gentle and polite smile from three years ago had long since disappeared from his lips, replaced by a cold and stern expressionless face. Even if there was a smile on his face, there was only this sneer with a deep sense of irony left.
"I am the queen of this Zerg tribe, so do you want to kill me? Admiral." The extremely calm tone only contained a hint of ridicule.
The sharp vertical pupils are so cold that people dare not look at them, just because underneath the calm emotion in those eyes, there is a cruel scarlet hell hidden, which makes people shudder.
The young man with bright eyebrows but a cold expression looked at the man he was supposed to call his lover, his scarlet vertical pupils filled with deep malice, perhaps mixed with some subtle and inexplicable emotions. It seemed that he had been waiting for this day to arrive many years ago.
Go ahead and choose.
Kill him, the Queen of the Zerg, for the sake of humanity, family, justice, or something else, or...