The earth emerged from the sunlight, forming dense military forces one after another, rushing toward them.

Finally, it stopped.

"So...what exactly are we going to do?"

Dark Angel nodded.

"Yes, we all know that Azir has died for the empire, but Ran Dan doesn't know."

Latopis even forgot how he climbed out of the pit. He moved his weak calves and soles and stood up reluctantly, but within a few seconds, he seemed to have been drained of strength.

Just like that, his calves felt weak and he collapsed on the ground.

"Their intelligence and communications were accurately transmitted back the moment before the entire army was destroyed. Countless communications stained with blood told us."

"Because this is a mission, Ms. Morgan's matter. Unfortunately, I can't answer it. The order I received is for you to stay here as a friendly force and support."

A shaking feeling attacked their senses. It was like the earth was shaking, as if thousands of monsters were migrating around them.

Then why not gather military forces for a battle in the low-Earth orbit of Sabis 4?

"I heard people mention that he has dedicated everything to the empire and the emperor."

"Whether it's Azir or them."

Latobis struggled to stand up, and then he saw Ran Dan's army, attacking from directly in front of the bridge and rolling down the mountain.

Assure?

He clung to the earthen wall of the trench, using the engineer shovel he had just been issued with one hand, desperately trying to dig deeper. Even a centimeter of progress would be more likely to save his life.

"No, it can't be."

But this didn't seem to be of any use. Latobis only heard those anti-aircraft artillery going crazy, pouring out tongues of fire all the time, and the muzzles of the entire position played a chaotic song of resistance, but all this

None of them stopped Ran Dan from throwing the bomb into the trench.

And, the great victory of every race.

"Because I don't know the complete plan. I am only responsible for the aspect I accepted. Even what I will do next is something I cannot know now. Only after the necessary conditions are met, will the memory lock in our minds be able to

It will be opened and the next action will be known.”

The leader of the Dark Angels on this ship was a veteran who hid himself under a hood. Ahriman could only see his scar-covered jaw.

"Replenish torpedoes, repeat, replenish torpedoes!"

The entire position is now like a quagmire that has been trampled by thousands of troops and horses. There are potholes and scattered corpse fragments everywhere. The soil and kidneys that have been blown up are mixed together, emitting an unprecedented stench.

, those soldiers who still had energy were screaming loudly, either looking for their comrades, or simply asking for help. Countless shouts were sounded at the same time along with the officer's whistle and the groans of the dying and wounded, which were no better than those of Ran Dan's army just now.

Horrible bombings are quieter.

"I would like to explain everything to you, but unfortunately, I cannot do so."

Chaotic shouts rang out in the trenches, and Sergeant Latobis held his gun tightly. It was the only thing he had not abandoned since his wandering.

"Whether it's Azir, or the 244th Cruise Fleet, or even others you don't know, they may be unknown, maybe you haven't heard of them, maybe the next second they meet the Randan fleet, they will be

Completely torn into pieces."

"Then... I think I should at least have the qualifications and identity to know, what exactly are we going to do? What plans are covering this galaxy?"

It is every individual’s nightmare, every collective catastrophe, every country’s suffering...

The sergeant could even hear the sound of those seemingly solid mounds of earth being blown away together with the soldiers inside. It was a unique and dull sound that was almost impossible to mishear, and it also meant that an unlucky person might even be worse.

Many people were buried alive in the soil.

"If you can't adapt yet, please adapt as soon as possible."

Ahriman tried his best not to be angry.

The three Randan small battleships with the most fierce firepower were destroyed almost at the same moment, but the remaining stragglers were beaten to pieces in the shadow of asteroids and meteorites before they could even tell what happened.

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This word made Ahriman feel bad, and he became increasingly suspicious of the Dark Angel's purpose of taking Morgan away.

"Where did they die, when did they die, and by whose hands they died."

"And Ran Dan thinks we don't know."

As he spoke, the Dark Angel pointed to the star map on the side, and following his instructions, Ahriman's eyes turned to the corners of the star map.

Those are marks, marks drawn one after another, extending from the darkness of Randan's control area to the Sabis galaxy. Their time and appearance are even more different from the memo quotations, but only their colors are

Consistent.

It was a kind of red, a red like blood.
Chapter completed!