Mu Fan only felt that he was clearly burning with blazing temperature from within his body, but why were the tears flowing down involuntarily...
Inexplicably, he clearly felt the excitement and intensity of Shura's emotions without any sadness, but why was his body out of control?
This situation can only explain one situation, that is, something strange happened to Shura at this moment!
"breath……"
"...familiar smell!"
Shura's voice exploded in his ears like a roaring thunder.
"What breath!"
Mu Fan was enduring the inexplicable overflow of Shura's energy, and his bones and muscles were crackling under the pressure of the boundless and tyrannical energy.
"Qi's aura...there's nothing wrong with it..."
"After the ancient ruins were lost...his last breath..."
Shura's voice made Mu Fan feel like his body was almost burning to ashes.
But Mu Fan's brain felt as if it was suddenly plunged into icy water, and he was shocked.
"What did you say!"
"...Father!? You feel my father's breath!"
Mu Fan's body, which would not tremble even if it was seriously injured thousands of times, began to shake uncontrollably at this moment.
Shura seemed silent, as if he was thinking about confirmation.
But soon Shura's firm voice sounded, just like his decisive killing blow as always.
"Yes...Qi!"
"And... Emperor Dayang."
"Emperor Dayang left... slash marks on that battleship!" Shura pointed the bloody hell knife at the center of the imperial ship [Sky Envoy], where the armor looked particularly thick.
It seems that several points have been strengthened on the original basis.
But when the Shura sword pointed there, Mu Fan discovered...
There is actually a slowly flowing black mist on the central armor, like a nebula, with some kind of evil beauty.
That black color is not a decoration at all.
It was clearly a long and narrow... space rift!
The space rift is permanently solidified on the ship!
The thick armor seemed to be growing and spreading like a life.
However, these metal growths silently collapsed and disintegrated after encountering the solidified space cracks...
This is an iterative process.
Mu Fan's mind flashed back to the mysterious, gorgeous, low-key but unparalleled black long sword that he had seen in his memory recall.
From the beginning to the end, he never saw clearly the appearance of the long sword. The long sword, which was always shrouded in black mist, had unpredictable powers.
The scene of destroying the true SSS-level demonic paper pinwheel is like a monument on the road ahead, always standing in the deepest part of memory.
Shura's real sword is called... Dayang Huang.
But now, he was actually separated from his memory, and he could really see the knife mark it made before his eyes.
"Father's breath... Dayang Emperor's breath..."
"No... Emperor Dayang left it in ancient ruins thirty years ago."
"My father disappeared inexplicably seventeen years ago."
"Then how can the two auras appear on a battleship at the same time?"
"With Shura in his own hands, how does Emperor Dayang control it? Who can hold the blade that destroys all things?"
Mu Fan could only feel his heart beating rapidly.
It is these signs of constant primary selection that indicate that my father is still alive...
As long as you live...
There is hope!
Mu Fan looked at the terrifying black battleship in the sky and burst into tears unknowingly.
It is this rising hope that is the strongest motivation for him to fight all the way to this day.
"Hei, plant the seeds on this planet and search for all the news about this battleship!"
"……at all costs!"
Feeling the sonority and determination in Mu Fan's voice, Hei responded heavily.
"The host's will is my most glorious mission!"
"Now, I want to go over and take a look."
In the view of the federal military surveillance satellite, after Shura wiped out the city with an unpredictable arrow formation... he actually flew straight towards the [Sky Messenger].
"Um?"
Inside the divine weapon, Gu Yunyou's originally leering eyes suddenly narrowed and he looked back.
In the field of vision, in the distant sky, a black mecha was flying rapidly.
[Mu Fan, what are you going to do...]
[We, it is best not to become enemies...]
"He actually invited help, but he was defeated... He will always be a loser!"
Shuangming's voice penetrated the thick magma, and each one seemed to be burning in the air.
The lake where the Great Flame Emperor fell instantly evaporated into water vapor soaring into the sky.
The entire lake dried up in an instant.
The flame trident pierced the bottom of the lake hard.
The mud instantly turned into red brick soil.
The bottom of the lake instantly turned into a volcano about to erupt.
The Great Flame Emperor actually absorbed heat from the earth of the planet, and the x-shaped slash mark left on his chest began to heal.
When the energy of the trident was finally filled to its fullest, the Emperor Yan stepped hard on the bottom of the lake with his feet.
Amidst the thick clouds, this elementary level demon god finally rose into the sky. His right hand was like throwing a javelin, and the halberd blade was aimed at the distance, and he threw it suddenly.
"Hmph, you are stubbornly resisting!"
"General Wilder, only you are qualified to possess the secrets of the Sky Envoy, so... don't let anyone approach the bridge."
"Protecting Dingchuan College is the second most important thing."
Of course Wilder knew what the first important thing was. The effect of Gu Yunyou not saying anything was far greater than saying it.
Rescue Wilder from Luoshan Black Prison, this is Gu Yunyou's most important thing.
For the elders of the First Army, and for General Ke Qilian's most valued deputy at that time, Ke Qingshan's respect continued unabated.
This ambition and courage, as well as that rare human touch, are all manifestations of the hero.
Two rows of tractor ships popped up from the bottom deck of the [Sky Envoy], and the tractor beams on the spacecraft simultaneously illuminated the Dingchuan Academy spacecraft below.
Gu Yunyou put Shura behind his head in an instant.
His hands suddenly formed a triangle on his chest, and the six-winged flywheel that the collapsing astigmatism mirror transformed into spun rapidly behind his back.
In the triangle seal, the golden torrent is like the sun.
…
"It seems that the demon god Asura is going to join the siege against His Highness Shuangming!"
"Sure enough, this Asura mecha has been with the rebels from beginning to end."
"There's something weird about that battleship... Asura must have gone to resupply."
"Stop it!"
"The time to contribute...seems to have arrived."
The arrogant and beautiful woman of about thirty years old from the Iron Narcissus family glanced at the opposite person with her narrow phoenix eyes, and her tone was neither gentle nor indifferent.
Everyone who had voted in the Castle of the House of Lords looked at each other.
Determination flashed in their eyes.
There is still... 60 seconds in Moxibai Mountain.
With so many of their families working together, there are more than five hundred Falcon-class battleships with magnetic field nuclear cannons that can penetrate asteroids!
Not to mention the six S-class mechas.
"Isn't it just 60 seconds? Not only do we have to stop it... we also have to tear off a piece of flesh from it!"
If this battle can be successful.
Then all the political resources left by the Feng Binghua family will be inherited and taken over.
"Attack!"
In an instant, more than ten bright orange torrents tore through the space in the sky.