Chapter 01 Meteor Shower

M31 Galaxy, Federation Border Star.

The huge blue shield set up by the military spans the sky, and the layers of building ruins are covered with dark burn marks, like a wasteland after experiencing gunpowder smoke and malicious burning. The corpses of lewd monsters are everywhere, and deep purple corrosive blood is spurting. In

the endless silence, the sound of the transmission wormhole finally sounded in the place closest to the center of the ruined city.

A dark black mecha, about four or five meters tall, suddenly stepped out of the transmission wormhole. Its heavy, cold metal feet mercilessly crushed a corpse lying in the mud and still twitching, and purple viscous liquid burst out again.

The smooth and technologically beautiful black mecha paused slightly, and its head was cast in a slightly weird and cute cat head style.

Immediately, the machine made a sound, and the translucent protective cover of the black mecha cat head was unveiled, revealing half of the driver's body.

It was a woman with short dark hair, sharp eyebrows and frivolous eyes.

She was wearing a black leather sleeveless tights, revealing the pale, smooth and powerful muscle lines of her forearms, and the blood-red symbol on her shoulder was eye-catching. A dark military jacket was tilted over the mecha's cockpit.

Witnessing the tragic scene of ruins and corpses, she narrowed her emerald eyes slightly, sniffed the smoke in the air, and her feline ears moved slightly.

"Look, what did I say?"

The woman raised her eyebrows, revealing her white fangs, and smiled at the communication screen on the console, as if she was teasing someone: "Deng Baoying, I've said it before, you are too timid... Although it is an A-level beast tide, it didn't cause much impact, right?" The encrypted connection, the figure on the screen was vague

, and it was vaguely seen that it was a handsome and tall man in military uniform.

He was sharp and had obviously been in the upper position for a long time. Even his voice was colder and more steady, but it sounded a little indifferent and helpless.

"The beast tide that covered half of the barren planet had to activate the firepower suppression of two legions. Is this what you call 'not much of an impact'?" The superior paused for a moment, as if looking at the turmoil that this ancestor had just caused, and said with a light sigh, "I shouldn't have let a lunatic like you into the battlefield. The group responsible for post-war repairs are about to submit a letter of complaint again... That's enough, Lynx." The

woman called "Lynx" sneered and raised her slender fingers. The huge black mecha she was operating followed her master's movements and nimbly touched the large radiation cannon in her left palm that was still smoking.

The cats were always war-loving madmen, and as the lord, she was even more reckless. Just now, Lynx drove the mecha into the center of the beast tide alone, flattening one-third of the barren star mountain range.

"It's a deserted planet anyway, and there are no living creatures living there," Lynx raised his head nonchalantly, looking at the silver-white reconnaissance drones flying occasionally above the dim sky, "Besides, instead of saying that I'm crazy, I might as well care about that person...right?"

"You and him are the same," the man in military uniform said coldly, "a turtle looking at a mung bean, no one should criticize each other."

"Not that serious, right? Huh? At least I'm not robbing cheats in the black market..." Lynx pulled the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and fiddled with the operating console, muttering, "Forget it, let's not talk about this."

The mecha stomped hard on the ground, and the weight of hundreds of tons crushed a charred monster corpse into a thin meat pie, and the dark purple blood stained the mud on the ground. The man in military uniform looked at the tragic and deadly scene of the ruins on the screen, frowned slightly, and said nothing more.

At this moment, a faint low and sharp sound came from the wind, the radar on the mecha console issued a beeping prompt sound, and a red light spot lit up in front.

The lynx's eyes lit up, and the huge black cat-headed mecha strode towards the collapsed building wreckage in front. The further she walked forward, the clearer the intermittent howling became.

She walked to the heart of the ruins in a few steps, and the mecha stretched out its huge palm, suddenly lifted the bloodstained iron beams and boulders covering the collapsed building, and the hidden hiding place appeared in front of her.

Under the ruins, there was a huge monster covered with black and purple stripes.

The monster was a whole circle larger than the ordinary monsters, with sharp dorsal spines protruding from its back and purple eyes on its head, which was extremely terrifying. Seeing the mecha approaching, it howled loudly, and the huge wound on its abdomen showed burn marks on the edges, and blood was gushing out, making it unable to move at all.

The monster tide was usually caused by the galactic storm with no regularity at all, and in each monster tide, a leader would be born.

This was the leader of this monster tide.

"Ha, baby."

The lynx narrowed its bright vertical pupils slightly, whistled excitedly, and laughed softly, "It's easy for me to find it."

As if sensing the strong murderous intent in front of it, the mutant roared and curled up in its hiding place, and deep purple blood gushed out. Facing its exposed fangs, the lynx just sneered softly, and the black mecha stretched out its palm and cleanly removed the bone joints of the mutant's leg.

The miserable howl echoed in the deadly ruins. The man in military uniform reminded coldly: "The research institute needs it alive."

"I know... alive." Lynx responded slowly, and the palm mechanism of the mecha opened, revealing a large-dose syringe filled with anesthetic, "My snake adjutant personally prepared it for me, and it is guaranteed to let it sleep peacefully until it is dissected."

The needle tip has an inorganic metal cold light, which is particularly clear in the dim light.

I don't know if it is because of the severe pain or the strong fear that has come over my heart, the seriously injured monster bared its teeth and growled, and the dark purple eyes that should have been cloudy suddenly flashed a trace of clarity.

It hesitantly but rarely retracted its fangs, curled up in fear in a pool of blood, and looked at the huge black mecha that was gradually approaching, with a humane look of despair and sadness in its eyes.

Just as the lynx was about to control the mecha and inject the large dose of anesthetic into its body, the mutant suddenly raised its head, and several pairs of purple eyes looked at the dark sky of the wasteland ruins covered by the azure shield as if it was throwing all its weight. The

black and purple stripes on its body flowed with purple light like energy, and it didn't know where the strength came from, but it stretched out its claws and stood up tremblingly.

The mutant looked up at the sky, opened its mouth suddenly, and let out a deafening, mournful, and long howl.

This howl was filled with some strange power, like a desperate cry, but it was also mournful and sad, like the last cry and request for help from the dying. The invisible sound waves were centered in the heart of the ruins, and instantly swept in all directions and rushed straight into the sky.

Even the azure shield set up by the Federation military was shaken like water waves for a moment.

The howling sound waves seemed to interfere with the magnetic field, and the communication light screen on the mecha console was distorted for a few seconds.

As if something was suddenly awakened by the sound waves, the mecha information network started to sound an alarm, and the electronic sound began to prompt that the surrounding magnetic field had changed. The entire ruins seemed to begin to vibrate slightly. The lynx's eyebrows sank, and seeing that the mutant beast seemed to want to raise its head again in its dying struggle, he directly stabbed the anesthetic into its neck.

Before the last wail was uttered, the warning sound in the optical computer that transmitted the information became louder and louder.

The image on the light screen on the other side also began to ripple, and the sound coming from it was intermittent and somewhat distorted: "Lynx!!"

Feeling the faint vibration at the center of the wasteland ruins, the woman who was smiling as if nothing had happened slowly stopped smiling and looked up at the blue shield above the sky that was rippling like water waves.

The surrounding magnetic field was shaking strangely, and the signal of the reconnaissance drone flying in the air was chaotic, flying and bumping around like a headless fly.

[Master Lynx, what happened over there? 】

The adjutant who stayed in the starship to monitor the desolate planet sent her an urgent message, and the computer screen kept flashing: [Why is the magnetic field over there in the desolate planet becoming chaotic... This may be a sign that a galactic storm is about to come. I will immediately organize the team stationed on the desolate planet to evacuate...]

"Well, organize the evacuation, the situation seems to be a little wrong."

Lynx frowned slightly and activated the mecha's transmission device.

A miniature transmission wormhole opened from the original location, and the other end was linked to the interior of the Federation Legion's starship. She manipulated the mecha to throw the mutant, which had been injected with anesthetic and was in a trance, into the wormhole. Just as she was about to step in, she suddenly stopped moving.

The blood-red divine pattern on her shoulder was rarely hot.

Lynx's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stretched out his hand to cover the complicated pattern on his shoulder, and stood there in a daze.

The ground of the desolate planet was shaking more and more strongly, and the azure shield that spanned the entire planet seemed to have been disturbed by something, shaking like an unstable soap bubble. The adjutant on the other side saw that she had stopped moving, and typed anxiously to urge her.

[Master Lynx? What are you doing? ? 】

【The situation is not normal, it is very likely that the galactic storm will come again, please evacuate as soon as possible...! 】

The woman with short dark hair sat on the mecha's cockpit with her head down, half of her emerald eyes were covered by her hair, and she did not move for a long time, as if she was carefully feeling the changes in the surrounding magnetic field.

After a while, Lynx covered his shoulders, muttered, raised his head in disbelief, and looked at the sky: "No, it doesn't seem to be a galactic storm."

[The entire desolate planet is showing a magnetic storm state. Apart from a galactic storm, it is difficult for other situations to cause such a large-scale magnetic field disorder...]

[Master Lynx, for your safety, please allow me to... again...]

"Huh--"

The woman raised her head with trembling beast eyes and looked at the boundless, dark and black sky of the desolate planet. The dim and trembling sky that seemed like an illusion seemed to be shaking along with the desolate planet, with indescribable and strange fluctuations.

The red warning lights flickered back and forth, the magnetic field changes became more frequent, and the alarms in the cockpit of the mecha rang out, almost becoming a sonata of noise.

In response to the anxious urging of the adjutant in the contact channel, there was an extremely subtle sound of wind mixed in with the alarm.

Like a signal of some kind of opening, a bright and magnificent track with a dazzling tail like a flame swept across the dead and dark sky of the desolate planet without warning, like a knife light that split the dullness and fell into the trembling green and eager vertical pupils of the lynx.

She raised her head in panic.

Following that star track, she saw countless extremely bright and magnificent traces that tilted down like a rainstorm in the starry sky.

The ruins of the building stained with deep purple blood behind her collapsed with a loud bang, as if it was the accompaniment of a grand ceremony, but she had no time to pay attention to the scene behind her.

The complex blood-red patterns on her shoulders were alarmingly burned. The woman was almost as confused as a child. She was stunned for several seconds before she remembered something and hurriedly reconnected to the light screen on the military side.

Of course, she didn't need to do this at all.

Just as the first bright and dazzling trace fell like the leader, the chaotic magnetic field of the entire desolate planet seemed to be soothed by some force. Reconnaissance drones all over this marginal planet were all pointed at the sky, broadcasting this extremely magnificent anomaly to the starships and even to the military headquarters that was currently coordinating the overall situation in the capital planet.

[......Huh? ]

The adjutant's subconscious, shocked and unexpected interjection came from the channel.

Yes. What came with the harsh warning was not a disaster, nor a magnetic storm or a monster.

It was an extremely magnificent meteor shower.

Flowing, vast, majestic and silent, like a dream.

But it can make the entire marginal planet tremble like a candle in the wind, and it can also make it as stable as a baby in swaddling clothes.

Meteor shower.

The magnificent meteor shower covered the entire M31 galaxy. Looking back at the 7,000-year history of the Federation, this grand meteor shower can be said to be unprecedented and unparalleled. The entire vast sky was almost illuminated by this magnificent scene.

At the same time, in the capital star, the military headquarters.

The huge light screen broadcast the incomparable and rare beauty of the M31 galaxy at this time. Even the military members who were hurriedly coordinating the overall situation in the headquarters rarely raised their heads, as if they were stunned for a moment.

In the office on the top floor of the headquarters base.

The superior who was just communicating with the lynx from a distance suddenly groaned and reached out to hold the table: "Gum..."

The man began to pant rapidly, and the corners of his eyes gradually showed a little red.

His throat was consciously stuck under his slender pale knuckles. On his pale skin, the blood-red divine pattern that was the same as that on the lynx's shoulders was exposed after a long time, like a hot red snake that coiled and restrained his breathing, and slowly tightened around his fragile neck in a confused manner. His

long, dazzling platinum hair fell all over the table, like the finest silk. His beautiful beast eyes lit up uncontrollably, and he was trying to adjust the boiling blood in his body. Suddenly, he heard the adjutant knocking on the office door.

"Sir! Sir! Are you there?!"

"The institute suddenly sent a top-level emergency message, please answer it immediately..."

The message notification on the contact screen was bursting and flashing, and the messages from all sides of the federation filled the optical computer mailbox.

He struggled to reach out and barely turned off the light screen, his pale knuckles pressed on half of his face, panting and exhaling hot air, but in his eyes was a hot light that was almost lustful.

"Guaa... Ha... Got it, got it..."

The man seemed to want to respond, but his voice was hoarse and trembling, mixed with unclear nasal sounds.

He frowned and resisted the urge of the blood boiling in the lion's vulture veins. The blood-red lines on his neck became clearer, and his cheeks were abnormally flushed, which was completely inconsistent with his usual cold and calm image.

The boiling call in his blood had been silent for seven thousand years, and he almost forgot it.

He forgot how exciting, exciting, and unbearable it was to be called by the master.

——"God... Lord God?"

The handsome man with long platinum hair tilted his neck slightly, his knuckles trembling slightly due to excessive force, almost leaving finger marks on the desk.

His eyes were red, and he reached out his hand towards the grand meteor shower of the M31 galaxy in the light screen in panic, as if he wanted to grab something.

"God... Lord?"

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Seven thousand years ago, when the Federation civilization was still ignorant.

The Supreme God descended to the world after the meteor shower and personally gave the kiss of God to her most loyal believer.

——Selected from "Federation Calendar (Collector's Edition)"