Falling fireworks, do you watch them from below, or from the side?
Far away, on a planet opposite the azure Planet Blue, a planet of absolute dead silence and cold, a mysterious woman's lips curled up slightly.
The answer is from the side. Otherwise, you'd be turned to ash by the Fires from Heaven, just like the Voidrangers.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
Two intersecting dragon roars echoed through the heavens and the earth. It was true, after witnessing such a magnificent destruction, her little "Pals" could no longer contain their loneliness.
"Good child, good~" The woman slowly reached out, gently caressing the head of the Doomsday Beast beneath her.
This would probably be a shocking scene on any plane, on any planet. That destructive dragon forged from the fragments of Twilight Beasts and the wails of ten thousand corpses from the Forge of War, the anti-star level strategic weapon named "Doomsday Beast," one of the most powerful creations of the Antimatter Legion under the command of Nanook, the Aeon of Destruction. In the woman's eyes, it was as if it were just a small cat or dog, her pet, her slave.
It was even her mount, for her to ride!
And there was more than one of these beasts that could blot out the sky with their four wings, trailing terrifyingly long tails as they soared through the stars. A full two Doomsday Beasts! Soaring majestically!
Compared to them, the Herta Space Station in the low orbit of Planet Blue in the distance seemed like an ant in their claws that could be easily crushed, an uninteresting grain of sand.
The woman sat sideways on the head of one of the Doomsday Beasts, exuding an elegance that commanded the world and a faint majesty. She wore a black dress, her figure exquisite, curvaceous and full. And what was most eye-catching was her attire—a bridal veil covering her silver hair and her face. But because the veil was black and had not been lifted, it was less like a bride's wedding veil and more like... the headwear worn by a widow at a funeral, mourning the deceased.
Slowly withdrawing her gaze from the last embers of the Fires from Heaven in the distance, the woman muttered to herself playfully.
"It seems I underestimated that child."
"I originally thought that the destructive stimulation from the death of ten thousand Voidrangers would be enough to make his blood of Destruction boil, to make him see the error of his ways and return to the Path of Destruction he has walked since his birth."
"But my plan was seen through..."
"Truly worthy of being—the child who has caught the attention of that great Lord, yet still refuses to look back and give Them a glance."
"The god of Destruction favors you so, yet you have failed Their expectations."
"Even if the god doesn't care about your clever tricks, it doesn't mean I will ignore your mockery and disrespect!"
The woman raised her slender, jade-like right hand high, issuing a command with the authority of a monarch.
"Then, go! Beast that symbolizes the apocalypse, go and tear open the dawn, trigger a catastrophe!"
"With a brilliant moment bright enough to destroy the stars, completely ignite the firewood of Destruction that is unique to the depths of his soul!"
And following the direction of her fingertips, the other star-level Doomsday Beast let out a roar! It turned its sky-blotting figure and soared towards the distant Herta Space Station across the sea of stars!
At this time, everyone on the Herta Space Station was still reveling in the joy of surviving a catastrophe. Little did they know that a more terrifying crisis was brewing in the dark.
After the disaster, it's not necessarily a new life. It could also be a new round of destruction.
...
Space Station, the platform for docking the train.
The aura of destruction here was so thick it made one frown. But the excited Himeko didn't care about these things. She was one of the visitors with the highest authority in the Herta Space Station, so she had unimpeded access all the way. Soon, this beautiful red-haired woman came up behind a certain small team that had saved the station, her gaze doting, as if smiling, as she watched the young people from her train crew, March 7th and Dan Heng, whom she had watched grow day by day. And that white-haired boy, who was clearly the youngest but was shy, yet had vaguely become the backbone of the team.
The magnificent moonlight spilled down. Just like his image in the eyes of the other four, he was bright, gentle, and brilliant beyond compare.
Compared to celebrating the resolution of the Antimatter Legion crisis, the young people were clearly more concerned about Zāwù's condition.
"Zāwù! You scared me to death!" The pink-haired girl seemed to lack the sense of propriety that should exist between boys and girls of this age. Or was Zāwù special? She threw herself at him, hugging him tightly. It made Zāwù, who was caught off guard, stumble, almost getting pushed to the ground.
The boy blinked his clear eyes and comforted her with a smile. "I'm fine."
Seeing this, a vein throbbed on Silver Wolf's forehead. Damn it, the people on the Astral Express are so rude! Do they think they can just hug our Zāwù whenever they want!? And you too, Zāwù, learn to reject these bad women! Looks like the "Anti-Bad-Woman-Seduction Training" for Zāwù needs to be put on the agenda quickly.
Note: Silver Wolf is an exception.
But that was a matter for later. In reality, Silver Wolf, for a rare moment, changed her usual lazy style and quickly came between March 7th and Zāwù, separating them.
Stelle, who was on the other side of Zāwù, wasn't as excessive as March 7th. She just took Zāwù's injured right hand and looked at the long, narrow bloody gash on his palm. Zāwù didn't have Blade's immortal body, which could quickly heal and revive even from a fatal wound. So this wound would probably stay with him for a while.
Stelle stared in silence for a moment. Taking advantage of the fact that Silver Wolf was arguing with March 7th and couldn't pay attention for a short time, she suddenly lowered her head and began to lick the boy's wound.
"!?"
Zāwù instantly sucked in a breath of air, his face turning red as he became even more flustered.
"Big... Sis Stelle?"
"This way (lick lick) it will get better... faster." It seemed Stelle's thinking was still a bit on the beastly side. In the wild, injured animals lick each other's wounds, supporting each other to survive.
"Later, Zāwù has to lick me too."
"..."
Zāwù no longer knew how to answer. And Himeko's gaze, at this moment, also attracted his attention.
Seeing Zāwù look towards her, Himeko no longer paused. She walked towards him gracefully in her black high heels.
"Pleased to meet you. I am the navigator of the Astral Express. You can call me Himeko."
"...My name is Zāwù. Thank you for your fire support, Miss Himeko."
"Zāwù, is it? Such a polite child."
"It's hard to imagine you grew up by the side of that woman, Kafka."
"Big Sis Himeko, is there some misunderstanding with Big Sis Kafka?" Zāwù still instinctively wanted to defend Kafka.
"What misunderstanding? She's just a woman who leaves a trail of debt wherever she goes."
"She doesn't just owe me; she owes too many people."
"Th-then if I'm willing to pay it back for her!" Zāwù's answer was always so unexpected, yet it made Himeko irresistibly attracted, her beautiful golden eyes sparkling.
She smiled mysteriously and continued to walk forward until she was within arm's reach of Zāwù. Himeko raised her hand and caressed the boy's fair cheek, which was dotted with a hint of plum red. She whispered something to him.
And this scene was happened upon by Kafka, who had just arrived leading the lost Blade.
The color in the purple-haired woman's pupils instantly intensified like fire. The tachi held in her right hand was also entwined with crackling, snake-like lightning!
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