Advent

"Alan—"

In the communicator, Rafael's voice was almost broken.

Sakhir turned his head with tears in his eyes, and immediately saw Rafael turn the direction of the gas tank and plan to chase Allen.

It's just that Rafael, a civilian who has never experienced training in space activities, is obviously not suitable for such a dangerous move. The change in the direction of the gas tank not only did not allow him to catch up with Alan, but made him start to spin .

"Wow……"

He let out a short, panicked cry.

"Raphael, calm down! Adjust your posture, you need to stabilize your trajectory."

Sakhir sternly stopped, and slowly adjusted the gas tank while talking, and began to lean towards Rafael.

The kind of thing that happened in the base before was repeated - Sakhir gave up his ideal mission goal, but put Rafael's safety before work time and time again.

This weird spontaneous behavior made Sakhir feel uncontrollable anxiety, and he became extremely rough when dealing with Rafael.

The direction Alan left was not very good. The direction they had found before was relatively empty, and in the boundless universe, openness represented relative safety.

And after Allen lost control, he was gradually sliding in the direction that even with the naked eye, he could see a large area of ​​shining light spots.

It was the wreckage scattered across the universe after the spacecraft exploded.

Before the base was completely destroyed, that location happened to be the location where the Naga attacked, and now there is a large amount of space junk left after being attacked by humans. Every piece of spaceship debris is like a silent bullet. Finally, it can easily shoot the fragile flesh of carbon-based life into a sieve.

Sakhir kept observing the surrounding environment, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

"I got you—"

He was floating, and directly stuck to Rafael from the rear, then hugged him tightly.

He felt that Rafael's dancing stopped, and under the action of the two spare airbags, the two of them as a whole finally slowly returned to their original stability.

It's just that Rafael's mood didn't calm down as expected.

"Damn, Alan, how are you, Alan?!"

He also kept calling Allen on the intercom channel.

"Zizi...Zizi...I...it's okay...Zizi..."

Sakhir then also heard Alan's voice.

Of course, Allen said he was fine - Sakhir didn't think so.

Allen's voice was almost completely drowned out by the sound of electric current, but because the distance between them had been stretched so far that it had almost exceeded the limit of the internal communication network.

In short, Allen has gotten out of everyone's control.

"You... wait... there will be... zizi...rescue... zizi—"

As if confirming Sakhir's conjecture, before Allen finished speaking, his communication suddenly stopped.

"Alan? Alan!"

Rafael shouted in panic.

"He's off the net, Raphael."

Sakhir firmly held Rafael's arm and said sharply.

In fact, Sakhir never worried about their location.

From the moment the base jumped into the boundless universe, from the moment they blindly followed Allen's orders and began to float aimlessly, they had already started the countdown to their lives.In Sakhir's view, the direction change caused by the air pressure of the work clothes as the energy drive has no meaning at all.

There is not much difference between dying here or a place farther away (of course, if he chooses between bad and very bad, he will still choose the former with a high probability, after all, if he is cut into flesh by the debris of the spaceship debris in the vacuum Mud doesn't really sound like his preferred way of dying).

The moment he saw Alan's work clothes torn, Sakhir didn't consider Alan's position at all but his life support system.

He didn't mention this to Rafael, lest his companions fall into a more serious situation of panic-judging from the fragile and backward health system of the old-fashioned work clothes, the moment Alan's work clothes were cut open, Alan might have died. Has already stepped into the dead zone ahead of time.

Low temperatures, decompression, and oxygen leaks can reduce their lives from hours to minutes.

Even... at the moment when Allen's voice stopped abruptly, Sakhir suspected that the other party might have already...

This may be a good thing for Allen.

Sakhir glanced at the large number of spaceship fragments that were approaching and thought to himself.

"I know he's off the grid, so we have to go find him - we can't leave Alan behind."

In the headset, Raphael choked up and shouted at him.

"Raphael—"

Just when Sakhir was about to speak to Rafael to calm down (of course, he knew it was meaningless), out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of two other orange figures, long before he and Rafael He flew towards Allen.

It's Belian and Wujie Yada.

Perhaps because of the blood of other races in their bodies, compared with the clumsy Earthlings, the Sioux people are extraordinarily dexterous even in such heavy overalls.They adjusted their postures lightly, and slid towards the direction where Allen disappeared like fish swimming in the deep sea.

Sakhir: ...

Rafael called "Alan" again.

"Other shit!"

Sakhir squeezed out a curse from between his teeth, and then grabbed Raphael's waist.

"Okay, let's go find Allen."

He said.

They also slid in the direction of Belian and Wujie Yada.

……

Of course, Allen didn't know that his distance almost created a serious gap between Sakhir and Rafael.

He can't care so much at this time.

As Sakhir had predicted from afar, the rip in the coverall cut short his survival time very badly.

Of course, after discovering the breach, Allen immediately used the tape in the external toolbox of the work clothes to bandage the work clothes, but the previous accident still wasted too much oxygen, and the oxygen deficiency indicator immediately lit up on his helmet panel. The light was red, and the fragile life support system of the overalls was in a bad state of failure due to low oxygen.

The temperature is dropping.

Allen could feel the passing of life in his body.

Something floated past him.

Allen turned his head sideways and saw a mass of pale soft flesh slowly floating in the universe, which looked like a free-floating jellyfish in the deep sea.

But it was really just a mass of dead naga corpses.

The corpse was not complete, and even with a simple glance, Alan could clearly see the clearly visible circular scar on the smooth flesh.

A scene reappeared in Allen's mind very clearly: the mad Naga emperor waved his tentacles and captured a certain unlucky Naga individual. As for leaving such deep scars.

However, before he could fully absorb the naga, Maria's "capture" began, and the White Emperor's tentacles lost control in an instant and let go of the corpse.

Allen's heartbeat began to become faster and faster, but his consciousness gradually became chaotic.

However, Allen didn't panic at all.

He could feel something...something he already knew when he was in the soul state...

No, not death.

There seemed to be a voice in his heart that kept saying to him.

...more and more naga corpses float by.

Invisible links were lit in the depths of his soul.

thumping—

thumping—

thumping—

In the communication system that was originally trapped in white noise because it was out of communication range, regular sounds gradually came out.

Like the pulsation of some living thing.

"You know what to do."

Allen started talking to himself.

If someone is by his side at this time, you will find a thin layer of silver light shining in Alan's pupils.

When Allen himself didn't notice, his body became more and more relaxed...

There was a sweet smile on his lips.

Then, almost unconsciously, he began humming softly.

That's not a human song.

That wasn't the melody he'd been singing all along.

But an older, more distant croon.

"What's the sound?"

Sakhir and others, who were trying to get closer to Alan, naturally heard the voice echoing in the communicator

"Hmm... the sound of electric current..."

Raphael's intermittent voice came.

"My system is dying, what about yours?" He asked again.

"mine too."

Sakhir looked at his own control panel, his brows were completely tangled together, his complexion was terrible, his whole face was covered with a layer of blue gray, he had already come to the side of Rafael, asking While speaking, he also turned his head to look at Rafael.

Just like Sakhir, Rafael's face is also blue, and this is because of the extreme anxiety on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is an unavoidable physical reaction——

Whether it is Sakhir or Rafael, at this moment, the physiological condition monitoring panel on their helmets is already full of warnings.

The warning pop-up window of the life support system almost occupied the entire helmet, especially the oxygen system in the overalls had a red light.

But now, the two humans didn't even have the strength to move a finger to remove these warnings from the panel.

It took them almost an hour to float to this area. In the process, they were very lucky not to be injured by stray bullets and wreckage of the spacecraft.

Occasionally, they pass by the corpses of the naga who died in the war in the vacuum...

But the corpses of those Naga had been hardened into stones, and they were no longer alive.

It's just that this kind of "luck" may also be called misfortune.

Sakir doesn't know whether the special physique of the Sioux people can make them live longer. He can only be sure that if the current situation continues, his and Rafael's overalls may still last for more than 10 minutes of working time— —And after 10 minutes, their work clothes life support system will quickly enter a state of energy depletion.

And he and Rafael will also die here silently.

Probably because of this, Rafael, who used to quarrel with Sakhir from time to time because of fear, and tried in vain to contact Alan, is now very silent.

"Did I tell you, you're a nasty guy."

In the communicator, Raphael's breathing sound was very difficult, and he suddenly spoke to Sakhir.

Sakhir bit the tip of his tongue, maintaining his sanity through the pain.

"Oh, you're being obvious."

He said.

Then he heard Rafael continue to say: "I really didn't expect that I would die with you in the end."

"I regret that."

"You know what's the weirdest bit? Up until this point, I didn't feel bad."

Sakhir was silent, he didn't expect Rafael to say that at all.

He originally thought that Rafael would complain about not repairing it because of this ending. In his opinion, Rafael obviously wanted to be with Alan more.

"I feel good too."

He muttered in a low voice.

"what?"

Rafael asked a question, the sentence Sakhir said just now was drowned in the sound of current because of the lack of energy in the system.

Sakhir tightly closed his lips, as if he didn't speak at all.

Of course, what he just said is true, he doesn't hate the ending of dying with Rafael, although he is still a little bit unwilling.

He didn't want to die.

Especially after paying so much, Sakhir and Rafael failed to catch up with Allen in the end.

According to his visual inspection, they are still far away from Allen.

At this moment when Sakhir had decided to calmly face death, suddenly...he heard that voice again.

But this time, Sakhir can be sure that it is definitely not the so-called current sound of communication equipment.

Sakhir checked the communication panel again. He was sure that Alan was still out of communication range, but there was a voice that did not belong to them in their communicator.

It was an ethereal whisper, as if someone was whispering in his ear; like the faint wind from the window in a half-waking state; Humming a sweet lullaby; it's like the auditory hallucination caused by death when you are dying...

Perhaps the latter is the most likely.

Sakhir thought.

However, even though he had expected that death was close at hand, hearing this voice still made his skin crawl involuntarily, and he felt that his hairs were standing on end.

"Did you hear it?"

After a while, he confirmed to Raphael with a hoarse voice.

"I, I thought, I heard it. God, what's that sound, it sounds like someone singing a love song..."

Raphael immediately responded, from the sound of his voice, he was also a little uncertain.

"It's a call."

Then, Belian's response came from the communicator, and the young child was whispering again in a mysterious tone that did not match his age.

"Summon? Summon what?"

Sakhir was a little restless and restless, and he felt that the voice seemed to be getting louder and louder.

and……

And the voice didn't seem to come from the communicator, but rather from his mind.

Sakhir restrained the panic surging in his body, and then asked: "You mean Alan is calling? It's impossible—Alan can't contact us at this distance, the voice we heard is absolutely It couldn't have come from Allen."

Sakhir said with certainty.

But Belian obviously didn't think so.

He and Wu Jieyada are now floating in front of Sakhir, because they have already drawn a certain distance, and they look like two orange lights and shadows.

From a distance, Sakhir saw Belian raised his hand, and he pointed to the distance.

"That's Allen's summoning...and what he summoned was his own family."

Belian said the voice sounded ghostly mixed with the chatter of the communicator.

Sakhir looked in the direction of Belian's finger. At first, the only thing he could see was everything he knew before: darkness, the universe, floating debris of spaceships, wreckage of war and...

wait, what is that...

Suddenly, Sakhir opened his eyes wide.

He couldn't believe what he saw, and he suspected that maybe he was going crazy because of the arrival of death, otherwise how could he have seen such terrible things.

At the very beginning, Sakir even thought it was just the corpse of an ordinary Naga.

After all, no matter which one of these soft corpses floating in the universe looks so hideous.

But as he floated, the "things" in his field of vision began to gradually approach.

Sakir realized that the Naga corpses he saw now were an enhanced version of the "hateful face".It was so ugly that it even made Sakir doubt his past: probably only the heinous people can see such creatures after going to hell...

He couldn't help thinking about it.

As he frantically thought, the terrifying monster in his vision became clearer and closer.

Sakhir had to correct his mind.

That's not a corpse.

He stared at the thing tightly, clenching his teeth out of fear and disgust, and even the smell of blood rose in his throat.

Yes, that wasn't a corpse, although it did look like it was made up of countless corpse fragments.It's just... the corpse doesn't move around like it does.

During the flight in the universe, those patchwork bodies are still tirelessly wriggling, and then go through the process of self-ablation.Its skin is covered with criss-crossing meridians, and there is still mucus shining between the meat pieces, and the tentacles extending from the gaps in the skin are thick and thin, long and short.

And the countless tentacles are like sea anemones that have been magnified countless times, constantly waving on the surface of that mass of soft flesh.

During the dance, the monster was approaching Sakhir and others

"That's... that's... what..."

Sakhir panted quickly, but at this moment even panting was an undeserved luxury for his working clothes.

Soon his oxygen light had changed from a solid red light to a flashing tri-color light.

Sakhir pulled Rafael unconsciously, making Rafael move behind him.

But it was just such a small move, but Sakhir did it extremely hard.

He felt the blackness before his eyes, he was out of oxygen, he... was dying.

Sakhir suspected that Rafael might have fainted long ago, because the man beside him in the heavy orange coat hadn't made any sound for a long time.

But at this moment, Sakhir hoped that Rafael would remain conscious like never before, so that he would not face the approaching monster alone.

He can now fully see the monster.

More details flooded his eyes.Sakhir saw the silhouette of a face resembling a human face formed by the countless pieced corpses on the monster's body, and there was an orange figure in its "mouth".

Although everyone was wearing similar work clothes, it was impossible to judge their identities based on appearance alone, but the moment he saw the orange figure, Sakhir recognized it with absolute certainty—the orange figure that was put in the mouth by that monster. The dark figure must be Allen.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Belian and Wujie Yada, and the other two were randomly hooked on two relatively thick tentacles.

As the monster approached, they also swayed among the tentacles, like dolls in the hands of children.

Sakhir didn't wait too long, and the monster had already come in front of him. It stretched out another tentacle. Sakhir let out a short scream, and then felt that he was also hooked by the tentacle.

...The only good thing is that no matter what this monster intends to do to him, tear him to pieces or devour him directly, Sakhir will not feel it.

Sakhir glanced at the control panel, the number to the right of the oxygen level was now a blood red zero.

Well, hopefully by the time the monster eats him...he's dead.

These were Sakhir's last thoughts before losing consciousness.

At this moment, almost everyone, including Belian and Wujie Yada, also gradually lost consciousness because the built-in life support system of the overalls reached the limit of work.

It is precisely because of this that they did not see the next behavior of the terrifying naga monster.

The monster dexterously waved its tentacles...

It dragged a relatively more complete wreckage of the warship from afar, and countless tentacles spread in the universe, piecing together some other parts scattered in the universe with the wreckage of the spaceship.

It is its own body that holds these parts together.

The half-biological, half-mechanical ship appeared in the darkness almost miraculously.

After taking shape, this suture monster was as ugly and soft as a hermit crab. It slid into the spaceship and completely merged with the spaceship.

At the same time, human beings who have fallen into a dying state were also sent into the ship.

It's just that Sakhir, Belian, and Wujieyada were all thrown in roughly by it, while Allen was carefully sent into the most comfortable and strongest cabin in the ship.

The unconscious man was placed on a soft bed.

He turned his head slightly, a tentacle dropped down from mid-air, touched him lightly—then was torn into pieces by countless new tentacles.

The mucus and minced meat fell to the ground and were absorbed in an instant.

[Sufficient oxygen was detected. 】

[Detected that the external environment is stable...]

[Restore the life of the passenger...]

Allen's eyes were closed tightly, still in a coma... He was completely unaware of the little massacre that happened beside him at that moment just now, and similarly, he didn't see the bullets ejected one by one from the panel inside his helmet. instruction.

But one thing is for sure, his breathing is getting smoother.

And his heartbeat became more and more stable.

A tiny silver spot of light flashed under his skin, and then disappeared, as if he was really just an ordinary human on earth.