Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

He knows, of course he knows, that if he chooses to turn back to the ground, the Star Destroyer Cannon outside the atmosphere will definitely penetrate him, and he will lose the perfect opportunity to destroy the main cannon, but what can he do?

Should we just let the Black Tower stay there and be submerged by the high-temperature breath of the giant beast? Then he steps on the corpse of a giant beast and becomes a hero who protects the planet. During the holidays, he goes to the Black Tower's tombstone to regret?

Regret is such a terrible emotion, both powerless and angry. He doesn't want to regret it. You will hate yourself for making the wrong choice in the first place. What you hate is not others but yourself.

People always assume that if time can go back, if it happens again, time will not go back, and you will not have the opportunity to stand at the crossroads again.

Yes, a man's promise should be kept for a lifetime. Although he just said it when he was playing house and pretending to be a husband when he was a child, Heita may forget it, but he will not forget it. Damn it, how come his memory is so good. ...

Jiang Fan was thinking wildly, and controlled the ancestor to jump up high. The lightsaber in his hand pierced the head of the giant beast, and at the same time, he slammed his knee into its jaw. The giant beast roared unwillingly and fell to the ground, but one giant beast fell. , and several giant beasts roared and surrounded them, waving their thick tails like whips, and each time they hit the ancestor's armor, there was a heavy sound of iron.

Although the ancestor's left shoulder suffered a serious penetrating injury, his movements were still not sluggish, and it seemed that that level of injury did not have any impact on him.

In the cockpit, Jiang Fan bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, trying to use the pain to regain his energy. To be honest, it was so painful that he felt that giving birth was nothing more than that.

But he could hardly feel the pain. To be precise, he couldn't feel the physical pain, but the mental pain could overwhelm him. It seemed like a sharp ax was striking down from the middle of his head, one ax after another. , to split his soul in half.

[Sir, your body has reached the critical point and I am afraid that you cannot continue to control the mecha. 】

"I know, I know!" Jiang Fan controlled the giant beast that flew towards him with a punch from his ancestor.

"Ancestor, you have to understand that human beings are emotional and will not follow the best plan derived by computers. Love and family affection are a huge energy. When you hold your lover's hand tightly, even if you hold a short knife, there is a Even if a hundred swordsmen block the way, you can fight your way out!"

"Overload mode activated, ancestor! Turn on maximum power and cooperate with me!"

Jiang Fan pressed the original reactor on his chest hard, and huge energy spurted out from the reactor. His extremely exhausted body woke up in an instant. Every joint opened like a valve, and the torrent of trapped power washed the blood vessels and nerves. The system reaches every corner of the limbs.

[Maximum power has been turned on...The matching rate is 45%...It is estimated that it will take seconds to destroy the enemy]

The ancestor's blue compound eyes were stained with blood red in the flash, and the reactor on his chest erupted with powerful energy, dyeing the blue lines red. The flying wings behind him spread out like a peacock, and a rumbling sound echoed between the sky and the earth. There was a loud sound, like the beating of a huge heart.

Jiang Fan finally tried his best. He had never explored the limits between himself and the ancestor, or where the original limit was. That limit was too high, far beyond what his weak body could withstand, but now he feels He was about to arrive, and the last trace of strength in his bones was sucked away by this reckless explosion. The result of reaching the limit was machine casualties.

Time did not allow him to hold back. The giant beasts were all concentrated here, and the main guns of the Star Destroyers outside the atmosphere could blast out beams at any time. This was also the last chance to annihilate them all.

The crimson light blade spread from the arm of the ancestor. The hard scales of the giant beasts could not withstand such a violent attack. The high temperature of the light blade softened their scales and could cut off their bodies smoothly. Jiang Fan didn't know how high the temperature of this light blade could reach. It might be tens of thousands of degrees, or it might be higher.

hold onto! hold onto! Jiang Fan clenched his fists hard, and his finger joints cracked under the strain. The ancestor estimated that it would take 45 seconds to destroy the enemy, but in just ten seconds, the ancestor had already slaughtered all the giant beasts on the ground.

"Kill with one strike." The ancestor's red compound eyes looked up at the battleship outside the atmosphere. The huge flying wings spread out behind his back, and the terrifying kinetic thrust instantly brought the ancestor to high altitude and roared away towards the battleship.

The main gun of the Anti-Material Legion battleship was also charged and the purple beam shot away with great force, causing a severe space shock. The ancestor was like a meteor streaking across the sky, colliding with the purple beam with a red light. , but the scene of the plane crashing and killing people as people imagined did not happen.

The light blade spreading on the ancestor's arm cut through the Star Destroyer level beam, moving forward with unstoppable force. The high-density special metal of the battleship was decomposed by the light blade, and the semi-melted metal fragments fell from the sky. Jiang Fan used his last The force cut open the battleship, and then it fell powerlessly to the distant earth.

All the survivors broke into a cold sweat. The rumbling explosions resounded through the sky. The huge shadow that blocked the sun completely dissipated. The fragments of the battleship fell to the earth like meteors. While the ancestor was still falling, he lost his flying wings. The thrust kinetic energy of the machine body cannot withstand the original high temperature force, and the power supply device has already been melted.

The ancestors fell heavily to the ground, causing smoke and dust everywhere. Small battleship fragments also swarmed in. People hid under distant buildings and quietly watched the steel rain falling like a firework show. Only a figure rushed out and headed towards The ancestor ran wildly where he fell.

"Ms. Black Tower!" Someone recognized the figure and wanted to call her to come and hide under the building, but her back was so panicked and full of despair that she ran desperately.

Black Tower passed through the smoke-shrouded area, and finally saw the scene in front of him clearly. The wreckage of battleships was scattered on the riddled ground. The ancestor mecha was lying on its back on the ruins, and its left arm disintegrated at some point. It fell, exposing a large number of lines, and more than 40% of the body was severely damaged, with only a blue shimmer in the compound eyes.

[Identification... Black... Black Tower... Identification successful... Open the cockpit... Please help Mr. Jiang Fan...]

The ancestor's compound eyes scanned the black tower, and the right hand protecting the cockpit of the heart was slightly raised. With the flow of the air valve, the cockpit door was slowly opened. During the fall, Jiang Fan had already fallen into a coma. It was the ancestor who used only The remaining right hand protected the cockpit to prevent the cockpit from being damaged by a huge impact.

Heita's footsteps suddenly stopped, because in the cockpit was not the high-spirited and handsome young man in her memory, but an old man wearing a driving suit, yes... an old man... His skin folds were drooping weakly, and the black Her hair has also been dyed white, and her ribs can be clearly seen through her ripped belly in her driving suit.

At this time, Jiang Fan's eyelids moved slightly and he opened his eyes with difficulty. There was a hazy halo in front of him. It took him a long time to see the person in front of him clearly.

When he was dying, he finally saw the figure that haunted him again. He wanted to open his mouth and let out a heroic laugh, and wanted to tell her that no one has died since ancient times, but in the end he just sipped the dry and cracked Lips, he saw his current appearance clearly through the dark screen in the cockpit.

"...I'm sorry...for letting you see my embarrassment...I must be very ugly now...my skin is hanging down. It's really ugly..." Jiang Fan said softly.

He was afraid of death, he was extremely afraid, but when death was about to come, he suddenly felt less terrible. He even thought about joking, and even thought about whether his tombstone would be written in the name of his youth. photo.

Please, please don’t set up a tombstone for me the way I am now. It really doesn’t look good. If I had known better, I would have taken a few more photos. In that case, they could still choose the most handsome photo for themselves as a tombstone photo. ...

"It's not ugly. Don't sleep. The medical team will be here soon. Don't sleep..."

Heita trembled slightly, and tears slowly flowed down, but she didn't even realize that she was crying.

"Don't cry... You look ugly when you cry... I still like the way you smile... This way I can recognize you at a glance in the next life... Ahem!... Ancestor, I give you the last instruction. .Protect the Black Tower for me."

Jiang Fan coughed up blood. He could feel that his body had reached its limit. His breathing was now in severe pain, as if there were dense knives slicing his throat.

"Promise me... look forward... I still like you very much..." Jiang Fan used his last bit of strength to pull out his arm and gently touch Heita's face. Heita held him gently with his dull hand. The palms of my hands are very rough, without any fleshiness, as if they are touching bones...

His words echoed in Heita's mind, rumbling like thunder. After many years, she heard those words again, but she was so proud as a girl, how could she easily agree to his confession...

"I like you too..." Heita's voice was very soft, and it was definitely clearly visible in this silent ruins, but Jiang Fan couldn't hear it. His body gradually turned into blue light spots floating in the air. It began to dissipate inch by inch.

What is death? It is the end, it is farewell, it is irreversible, it is the hand that can no longer be held, the temperature that cannot be felt, and the "I love you" that can no longer be said.

Blue light spots turned into butterflies waving their wings over the ruins. The cockpit was empty, with only the broken reactor emitting high temperature shining brightly. The ancestor's compound eyes quietly stared at those blue light spots. This machine had life. For the first time, the emotional mecha understood what sadness and farewell were.

The doctors of the medical team walked through the smoke and dust to look for Ms. Black Tower and the hero who drove the mecha to save the planet in the ruins. But on the ruins, apart from the heroic mecha, there was only Ms. Black Tower.

Her expression was so sad. Everyone stood quietly watching her from a distance, and no one chose to disturb her.

Black Tower stood on the ruins in despair, the broken reactor in her hand exuded high temperature residual heat, burning her hands with blisters, her face was covered with tears, and she kept crying silently.

No one spoke anymore, and there was only one voice echoing among the empty ruins. The 14-year-old boy blushed. He held two Ferris wheel tickets in his hands. He said: "I like you Black Tower! Come with me." Let’s go ride the Ferris wheel!”

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[When I was a child, I didn’t know what the purpose of the Ferris wheel was. It was slow and could only go to higher places. I got tired of it after riding it once. But... I later learned that amusement rides like the Ferris wheel , exists to slowly cross the sky with the person you like. --Black Tower]

Heita lay on the glass and looked outside. There were no words of longing or tears. She just lay on the glass of the Ferris wheel and quietly watched the huge sun disk sinking into the sea.

Sadness slowly spreads and fills the private room of the Ferris wheel. It is so gentle, yet heavy, like water that is gathering and slowly drowning people.

"In the next life...will you recognize me at first glance...I want to ride the Ferris wheel with you..."