"Hey, brother, wake up."
"Ah—" Opal cried out in pain, only to feel that thousands of needles were piercing the skin of his body, his eyes were full of tears, and he was lying on the hospital bed panting in pain.
A mercenary immediately said: "Don't catch it! Don't catch it!"
Opal reached out and scratched a few times on his chest, the skin immediately burst, and blood gushed out, soaking the sheets.
"Come here with the radiation therapy device!" the mercenary shouted, "Bleeding!"
Opal's hands trembled with difficulty, trying his best to control himself not to scratch the newly scorched new skin on his body. He closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time. The two mercenaries used a ray medical device to heal him and gave him some medicine. , said: "Take a sedative and rest for a while."
"How's the situation outside?" Opusha said in a hoarse voice.
"Coroline escaped," the mercenary said. "An opponent with the same strength as him appeared and drove him away. The king died, and the gray wolf died. This time many people died."
Opal was about to get up, and the mercenary hurriedly said, "Take a break."
Opal said: "I... going to find my comrade."
The mercenary said: "Take a break here, your injury is not completely healed, you can't walk around."
"Come and help!" Someone shouted: "A new wounded soldier is here!"
Opal said, "Where are my earrings?"
The mercenary got up and went to help, saying, "Maybe it was taken off during treatment. I'll go look for it for you." He motioned for him to rest here.
Opal lay quietly on the bed, the white sheet covering his naked body skin, the window was gray, and the sky and the earth seemed to be full of dust and light, blocking the sun.
There were many mercenaries around crying in pain, weeping to the core, making the sound of collapse, and there were cries everywhere, they were mourning the death of Azeroth.
Opal was silent for a moment, trembling, tears streaming down his eyes, and then he wept hoarsely.
Azeroth was dead, the most painful defeat the Stars had ever suffered, and they had lost almost everything.
Now Opal's only hope is that Raymond is still alive, otherwise he... He doesn't know how to face such a shock.
Another mercenary came over and said, "I can't find your stuff."
Opal nodded and said, "Can you help me find a set of clothes? I have to go to the central square to see."
There was chaos in the hospital, and finally someone gave him a set of blood-stained clothes. Opal didn't know who it belonged to, so he had to put it on first. Obviously, it was a little small. Broken skin.
He just wore a pair of blood-stained trousers, put on a coat, and put on his boots and staggered out.
The world was dark, the snow had stopped, and there were ruined and collapsed houses along the way. He stopped in the Battle Spirit Plaza, and everyone was crying as far as the eye could see.
"Ah—" A mercenary knelt on the square that was stained with Azeroth's blood, crying aloud, bowing down, resting his head on the masonry ground, trembling uncontrollably.
Opal wiped his tears and said, "Did anyone see Raymond?"
All around were faces with ash on their faces, all shaking their heads, Opal said: "We are all from the mecha team." "You survived!" A mercenary said: "The king died, and the gray wolf also died. already."
"I know." Opal replied with a cry: "I... My comrade in arms may also be dead."
There were people crying everywhere, and Opal went to the information desk tiredly. The clerk had red eyes and tears on his face, and said, "I can't find it... I really can't find it."
Opal said: "Mecha team, Raymond."
The clerk said: "Team EUT3027, is the leader AE? All T1-T5 machines were killed in action."
"No... No." Opal said: "You can check again."
"Death." The clerk said, "More than 10,000 heroes of the mecha team died. They are all dead. Go back and live for him."
Opal's mind was blank, he stood on the edge of the square and made a piercing cry towards the sky.
He wasn't ready... Raymond wasn't dead, no... Opal knew from the day he was a mercenary that he would die one day, but he wasn't ready to live alone.
Death is seen very lightly among the mercenaries, it has been tacitly regarded as just a farewell to life, the collapse of the mine, the danger on other planets when the mission is commissioned... Opal has seen a lot since he was a child. Ready to face death at any time.
It's not scary to leave with a vigour, these are all acceptable to him, but he can't accept such a parting no matter what, he didn't even have time to say anything to Raymond... No last words, and no heroic separation from each other.
Knowing this earlier, he would not press the escape button in the mecha.
"Opal!" Xun said loudly: "You're still alive, great!"
Sid and Xun came to hug him with red eyes, and Opal said, "Raymond is dead."
He was like a helpless child, kneeling in the center of the square and crying loudly. Raymond just left him without a word of goodbye, and was smashed to pieces by Cororin's artillery fire.
Opal cried for a long time, his whole body trembled, the skin that had just healed after the burn split open again, and his whole body was covered in blood, he really wanted to die like this, what's the point of living
Yet the dead are gone, and the living are still cruelly abandoned in this world.
As they sat on the square, the rain began to fall, the sky and the earth were full of thick dust and ashes, and the blood of Azeroth remained on the steps.
Opal sat for nearly ten hours, calmed down a bit, and Xun came over with a physical drink for him.
Sid said: "Opal, why don't we join your mercenary group together..."
Xun glanced at Sid, motioning him not to say too much now.
Opal nodded and said, "Thank you for your kindness. I think Raymond should still be alive, maybe not dead."
Sid said, "Opal, you..."
Xun said: "Why don't you go and ask again."
"I want to walk by myself," Opal said.
Xun said, "Put this on."
Opal took his windbreaker and put it on, his pace was a little unsteady, and he walked through the Battle Spirit Plaza.
Opal looked around and suddenly felt that this place was so unfamiliar. He didn't even have the strength to walk. He just wanted to bury himself on this planet and become one with the earth.
His beliefs collapsed, his soul was burnt out as if in this war, and his life was empty.
Many mercenaries are identifying relics, most of which are memorials left by the victims. Many teams have even sacrificed their entire regiments, and the items have to be temporarily stored by the mercenary union.
Opal said: "The smoke and sword mercenary group."
The clerk was looking for relics. In a pile of mercenary diaries, something was glowing with a faint blue light.
"It's that one!" Opal said immediately: "The one on your right! Give it to me!"
He handed over Raymond's mercenary diary from behind the window. Opal opened it in disbelief. Inside was Raymond's necklace. The pendant was still glowing just now. What's going on? Not glowing anymore? !
"Raymond, are you there?" Opal said. "It's you? Answer me!"
The surrounding mercenaries looked at Opal and thought that he was insane for a while.
"Come and drink some water?" Someone said, "Brother, rest for a while."
"No, no." Opal said, "I'm fine, I'm fine."
He took out the necklace, put away the mercenary diary, and said, "Raymond? Can you hear me?"
He stared intently at Raymond's necklace, the pendant was ordinary, as he had always seen it, without the slightest change.
Opal held his breath and looked at it motionless, as if a century had passed, and the words of the mercenary beside him interrupted his thinking.
"Are you all right?" someone asked.
Opal shook his head, grabbed his necklace and walked out of the square, found a place to sit down, put his fists in front of him, and whispered, "Raymond, are you still alive? Or are you dead?"
What he expected did not happen, and then he stood motionless in the fine rain, watching the necklace, expecting it to glow again.
He is like a sculpture, sitting in the rain for nearly ten hours, his whole body is soaked by the light rain, and it is full of icy cold water from the inside to the outside.
A battle between Corolin and Recht caused smoke and dust in the atmosphere of the fierce star. The rain became heavier and heavier, and the haze did not know when to disperse. The entire fierce star fell into the most confused and desperate moment in history. Not knowing where to go next, pain shrouded the country of mercenaries.
The future is dark, only the pattering rain that will never end.
"Opal, I found you." Yin Yao came over and sat down on his shoulder.
Opal shivered in the rain and said, "You're all right."
His voice was hoarse like his own, and his eyes were red.
Yinyao said, "Do you want to sleep for a while? Come here."
He took Opal to the shelter of the eaves. This hall was very empty. It turned out to be the registration point of the recruit academy. Nearly half of the walls collapsed, revealing the gray central square in the distance.
Yinyao took off his coat and asked Opal to put it on. He was wearing Xun's soaked clothes, went to find an atomic furnace, made a fire, and a few mercenaries came to cook the fire outside. Everyone was silent, no chat.
"Where are your team members?" Opal asked.
"Dead." Yinyao said, "They're all dead. When the incident happened, I was gambling in the entertainment area, and the boss took other people to fight. I didn't catch up. When I came back, Cororin was already in the air."
Opal nodded and leaned against Yinyao. A mercenary who was roasting the fire said: "Why is he so strong, he has committed so many evil deeds, can no one in the universe punish him?"
"Who was that person who appeared later?" Someone else said, "Do you know? Silver mecha, why don't we go and ask him to avenge the king."
Opal said: "He couldn't do it either. He was beaten once by Cororin."
Everyone was silent, and another said: "He will perish sooner or later."
"It's hard to say." A tall mercenary said to these people: "Even the king died under his hands, I don't see any hope."
"Someone will ask him to pay his debts with blood." Yin Yao said, "live on. I hope we can all live until the day we see Cororin's demise with our own eyes."
Opal said: "Hope is very slim, very slim..."
He could almost be sure what Cororin did here. Besides assassinating Azeroth, it might be more for Nolan's knife.
If the knife is an ancient mecha, then Cororin has two mechas in his hands.
Ledgerson said that there are five star knights in total, and Corollin has two mechas. If the other three join forces, they might be able to defeat him, but they have never joined forces, and I am afraid they will not fight together in the future. Coralline.
Moreover, the saber-toothed tiger is dead, and now Rector and Ledgerson alone may no longer be the opponents of Coroline.
Then Cororin's power will only get bigger and bigger, he is invincible, and even Recht can't defeat him.
"What about the future of Lie Xing?" Someone asked.
Another mercenary replied, "I don't know, the boss is having a meeting with the S-rank mercenaries, and I heard that Haitang is also back."
"I saw Haitang's mecha." Yinyao said, "It's just behind the tarmac. She is in a meeting with Urka, Wrench, and Rosen."
Opal let out a long sigh of fatigue, leaned in Yin Ying's arms, and said, "When Raymond put on the mecha, he said to me, 'You will survive, and I will protect you'."
Yinyao said, "I know that death always comes suddenly. If you can get a chance to say goodbye, it is because God is not kind to you. Many people always separate suddenly without any warning. Do you still remember Ah Sui?"
Opal snorted, and Yinyao said, "I was drinking with him before the battle of the fierce star defense. After drinking and playing fantasy music for a night, when I woke up in the morning, I was sleeping. He first went to the mecha team to report, After I woke up, he had already left, and was later sacrificed in the Battle Spirit Plaza... That's it, this is a farewell."
"My mother is too," said a mercenary who was cooking a fire. "I left home to become a mercenary. When I went home for vacation, I had a fight with her. After a few weeks, I was notified to go home to receive my inheritance, because She was shot by my dad. Sometimes you don't know when it's the last time, and every separation may be a goodbye."
"And then?" Opal asked.
"I wanted to kill my dad later." The mercenary said with a blank expression.
"You really should kill him." Yinyao said.
The mercenary shrugged and said, "But the Republic Police took the lead and locked him up. Now he is squatting in prison, living a good life with food and drink. Good people never end well, but bad people live long. "
"Wait until he gets out of prison." The other mercenaries said, "I will avenge you, kill him to pay for your mother's life."
"Count me in." Yin Yan said.
Opal said: "Count me in, anyway, it's not much fun to live, let's go to jail together."
"Okay." The mercenary said, "Lock him up for 80 years, remember when he comes out, live well, and avenge my mother in the future."
"it is good."
"no problem."
Several people have promised.
Opal was too tired. He stared at the red light of the atomic furnace for a while in the hall and fell asleep. The red light turned into blue light. In the dream, Raymond hugged him and whispered: "When you smile, my heart Just bang bang."
He went back to the time when Raymond was dismembered on the ship, that day he kissed Raymond, and his heart of the atomic furnace glowed with blue light and heaved violently.
What a beautiful day those days were.
"Wake up!" Yinyao said, "Wake up all!"
The sleeping mercenaries opened their eyes one after another, thinking that the attack was coming again, they picked up their weapons and ran out of the hall.
Opal said: "What's the matter?"
The mercenaries came out one after another from the broken buildings, the rain stopped, thirty-six hours of daylight passed, and as evening approached, the setting sun on the horizon dyed the clouds red as blood.
The light of dusk shrouded the entire Battle Spirit City, reflecting on the floor tiles of Battle Spirit Plaza.
The gate of the Battle Spirit Building opened, and Rosen, Haitang, and Urka came out.
The wrench followed closely, and behind him were the heads of nearly a hundred A-level mercenary regiments. The regiments scattered and stood on the second step. Hundreds of thousands of mercenaries gathered in the square, a dead silence. Quiet.
"In the past thirty-six hours," said the wrench's dispassionate voice: "We have suffered the most serious setback, the mercenary king Azeroth died, and the S-rank mercenary Grey Wolf died heroically. At the same time, Tens of thousands of comrades were killed."
There were cries in the square, and the sound of the wrench echoed in every corner of the fierce star.
"According to the decision of the S-rank mercenaries and the A-rank mercenary leader. I, Inleko Kakis, was elected as the sixth mercenary king, inheriting the legacy of Azeroth and leading you to continue the battle. "
A moment of silence.
Wrench: "I promise that one day in the future, I will avenge everyone, and let Corolin pay for all the crimes he committed, which will become the only meaning of my life from now on."
"Now, please give me your trust. At the same time, send Azeroth away with the highest respect, and send away our great king. His heroic soul will always stay on the fierce star to bless our existence and our growth. "
"He will witness again! Our re-emergence in blood and war!"
"This is the most difficult and painful period for us! The long night of Lie Xing is coming. We have nothing to rely on, internal and external troubles, but I urge you not to be afraid, do not escape, do not abandon Li Xing, please give your life as a reward!"
"The mother planet will endow every citizen with endless glory. We are all mercenaries. We live and die for battle!"
The wrench bowed, gave a mercenary salute, then stood still, clenched his fists and stretched out, his voice low and sad.
"Fearless courage will be passed down in our lives."
Three S-rank mercenaries clenched their fists, followed by one hundred and forty-nine mercenary captains who had been upgraded since the Battle of Fierce Star, bowed to the wrench, and clenched their fists.
Then the tide-like mercenaries in the square clenched their fists. In the solemn and silent square, countless mercenaries' eyes were red, with tears in their eyes, clenching their fists.
The wrench said in a deep voice: "The battle will never end, every comrade in arms, the God of War is with you."
Three hours later, everyone on the planet headed to Sunset City for Azeroth's funeral.
In the first coffin lay Azeroth with his double S-rank mercenary diary on his chest.
In the second coffin was a diary of an S-class mercenary, symbolizing the dead gray wolf.
Then came all the mercenaries holding the diaries of the mercenaries who sacrificed their comrades in arms. The fiery flames of the high-energy incinerators shot into the sky, surrounded by rotating tornadoes. They put the diaries of the mercenaries into the wind wall, and the strong wind swept the diaries into the center of the fire column. Burned out, the ashes rushed to the sky and sprinkled on the earth.
Their souls are integrated with the entire fierce star, and they will remain forever on the planet that shed countless blood.
everything is over.
Opal kept Raymond's mercenary diary, and he returned to the tarmac, sitting quietly in the face of the long darkness, staring at Raymond's pendant.
It hasn't glowed since it returned to Opal's hands. In the long dark night, only the indicator light of E7 was on, and Opal whispered: "E7."
E7 came over, and Opal said, "Now you are the only one left with me."
Opal was lying on the sofa, he didn't eat or drink, he didn't want to do anything, he just lay quietly, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he thought of Raymond, as if he was still there, he would come out of the room at some point, Grab a can of coffee, sit in front of the center console's swivel chair, rest your feet on the console, and drink your coffee to yourself.
Or wait until Opal falls asleep, come and hug him, the two sleep in the soft blanket, and Raymond's arm is safe and comfortable.