Chapter 620 Another Silver Sun
In the diffused water smoke and white steam, Heshia's familiar face appeared, and the eyes hidden under the hood were also particularly bright, like transparent blue glass, seeing through the surprise and complicated emotions of the two.
"It's me." She raised her head slightly, looking over Seraphiel's cheek and looking at the three pairs of burning wings behind her.
The word "angel descended" is also applicable to Seraphiel, and it is particularly appropriate.
I didn't expect that after not seeing this classmate for a few years, he has become a senior member of the branch of the church. It seems that the religious circles in the Federation are particularly closely connected.
The fingers were slightly retracted, and the water smoke that originally filled the church instantly turned into fine powder ice particles, falling from the sky, like rain, making a slight rustling sound, and the air was also particularly clean.
Seeing that the girl did not continue to use violence, the two Seven Virtues calmed down a little. Then, Hope Laguier led the way in front, and took the girl to another empty white courtyard to talk in the surprised eyes of the priests and guards.
After a few pleasantries, Seraphiel introduced Heshia's identity to the other Seven Virtues present.
"This is a singer who comes from the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Region like me. We fought at the Winter Festival in high school, and later we got to know each other and became friends." The people present were not completely unfamiliar with Heshia's identity as a singer. After all, there were only so many singers in the Federation, and you could tell her name by just looking at her information.
However, no one expected that this not-so-famous singer would appear here at this time, so bold and powerful.
"I want to meet Blanche." After a brief introduction, Tilan said her intention.
"This..." The several Seven Virtues present were obviously hesitant.
Now is a critical and important time. Blanche's condition directly affects the future of trillions of people in the Western Star Region, and the cult has also placed a heavy bet on Blanche. If this person is allowed to meet Blanche, the risk is huge, and no one can guarantee that there will be no accidents.
Seeing that they were hesitant and even some of them began to show hostility, Tilan knew that it would be difficult to get their consent by simply telling them.
She raised her finger, and invisible ripples spread. The special perception spread rapidly throughout the flagship. Since she had been discovered at this time, there was no need to hide. Soon she sensed the singer Blanche who lived deep in the central protection zone of the flagship and had a brief communication with her consciousness.
Not long after, the Seven Virtues' Hope looked at Tilan with a complicated expression and said, "Blanche said she can trust you, let us take you to see her."
Since Blanche already knew and agreed, the few people present could not strongly object. They slowly made way, and Laguier and Seraphiel took Tilan to the 'Sun Palace' in the center of the flagship.
Half an hour later, after passing through layers of blockades and checkpoints, Tilan finally saw Blanche after several years of absence. Compared with the past, Blanche has completely changed.
She stood quietly under the wide black curtain wall, on which were engraved golden roses and the closed-eye true red wings. The whole painting was sacred and beautiful, making people sigh and stop.
At this moment, Blanche was wearing a classical long dress with a white base, without too many accessories. The halo and rings that vaguely appeared behind her head completely isolated her image from mortals, and vaguely had some meaning of angels and gods. The exposed wrist also revealed inhuman golden flower and leaf textures, reminding others that she has slowly left the mundane world.
When Tilan stepped into the hall, Blanche, who was standing with her head down, raised her head. Her golden eyes swept across the room, like a golden spiritual tide, washing the entire space. The guards who opened the door were a little unsteady and dizzy. Only Laguier and Seraphiel had seen Blanche so often that they had already adapted to it and did not show any abnormality.
The two looked at Heshia beside them with a little curiosity. They saw that although the girl looked surprised, she did not show any discomfort, which made them wonder if the singer had an extra ability to resist this kind of spiritual shock.
"You are here." With these three simple words, Blanche seemed to see through Tilan's intention and simply stated the fact.
"Yes." The girl replied softly, then stepped forward, leaving the two Seven Virtues behind.
In the empty hall, Tilan walked step by step towards the singer who was standing alone under the wall, and the two figures slowly approached each other in the eyes of others.
Finally, Tilan stood three meters away from Blanche and did not move any closer.
Although the two were good friends, the situation has changed and they can no longer contact each other without any care as in the past.
"I'm not here to persuade you to let go." Tilan thought about it. It was unrealistic to persuade the other party to stop at this time.
"I just want to see you." In fact, she was a little worried about Blanche's condition. After all, the way a singer is promoted cannot be so fast. If it is based on rumors, Blanche probably used some tricks, but such methods often have side effects. Otherwise, they would have been promoted long ago.
The two talked in silence. From the perspective of the Seven Virtues in the distance, the two of them only communicated with their eyes, and everything happened silently.
"I..." Blanche's eyes moved and she didn't continue.
What else is there to say? She has come to this point. There is no room for regret, and it is impossible to retreat. As for other fears, tensions, and worries, they are just some insignificant emotions.
If it were before, she could still complain and communicate with her friends, but now it is not suitable and there is no need. She is no longer the young girl who can't bear any troubles. Now she has long been accustomed to this kind of pressure and responsibility.
The two of them were silent, staring at each other. Although it was just a simple meeting, they already had a vague premonition that it might be unlikely for them to meet again in the future.
"You..." Tilan wanted to ask Blanche if she regretted it, but she stopped talking halfway.
What's the point of asking this question at this time? Even if the other party regretted it, the conflict between the Western Star Region and the Federal Center could no longer allow the kind of light peace to happen. Both sides must fight to the death to end it all.
"Are you okay?" She changed her words slightly to express her concern.
"I'm fine, and I don't regret it." Blanche's eyes closed slightly, then opened.
"Is that so..." Tilan thought about it.
"I hope you can survive, and I hope Orles can survive. Although this idea is a bit naive, I think even if you each represent different people and voices, as individuals, I don't want my friends who were once familiar to be sacrificed."
After that, Tilan paused for a moment.
"When I was very young, I liked reading all kinds of storybooks, and I was looking forward to what kind of people and things I would meet in the future."
"Reality is always heavy, tedious and boring, but the imagination in the story has no end, and I have gained a lot of fun and happiness from it."
"I hope that those stories and legends that bring hope and warmth are like charcoal fire in the dark night. Although small, they also have a comforting warmth."
"Although tragedy can bring greater impact and make the story more popular, I still don't like it. There are already enough sufferings in life, why do you have to hurt others in this way?"
"So, even if it is a character in the book, I can hope that she will get a better ending."
"Oles, Shui Yanqing, and you, the four of us have spent a lot of time together in the academy. I don't want you to die in this battle. That would be sad and would bring a desperate impact to the entire Western Star Region. The same is true for Orles. I hope that both of you can survive. Even after the war is over and everything is settled, I hope you can survive and witness the world a hundred years later, instead of passing away so quickly."
"It's a beautiful idea, Tilan..." Blanche said with a distant look, and her voice was like distant light and wind.
She didn't finish the second half of the sentence, and Tilan also knew what the other party meant. Often, such words, with a transition word, become lamentable.
"...If I could have seen it that day." She already knew her own ending, and these words were just to comfort her friend.
Although there were still thousands of words to talk and communicate with each other, the current situation did not allow it. After a few minutes, Tilan took a last look at Blanche, then turned around and slowly left the hall.
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After Tilan left completely, Laguier, who was left behind, walked towards Blanche.
"Are you just going to let her go?" She was still a little worried.
"Yes, let her leave safely." Blanche replied.
"I know you are worried, but there is no need for that." After saying that, Blanche looked at the transparent curtain wall on one side, where you can see the distant stars and gravel in the sea of stars, as well as the warships slowly sailing through space.
"Tilan is one of my best friends during college. Although she has a good relationship with Orles, she will not deliberately show partiality."
"Similarly, with her current ability, even if you want to stop her, it will be a waste of energy and manpower, and will cause unnecessary turmoil."
"The decisive battle is about to begin. Put all your energy and focus on it."
"This... I understand." La Guier thought about it and agreed. After all, it is more important to deal with the decisive battle at this time.
Half an hour later, under the escort and surveillance of two fighters, the mecha driven by Tilan left the fleet in the western star region. When it was about to fly out of this asteroid belt, Tilan turned his eyes and looked at the huge fleet that was slowly moving forward behind him. At this time, they had gradually formed a formation and arranged in a magnificent formation in space. Hundreds of thousands of starships were densely packed, covering the stars in the distance, gradually shining, and the jet trails gradually became brighter and began to accelerate continuously, like the bright stars covering the sun.
Is it about to start? It might be too late to find Orles at this time.
The gray-white mecha unfolded its folded wings, and then a light blue halo appeared on the texture of the wings, making the mecha faster and faster, like a meteor flashing across the wilderness.
Continuously moving away from the center of the battle, the girl sitting in the cockpit put her hands together, closed her eyes, and spread her black skirt with white edges on the black cockpit, praying for the two friends who were about to fight for life and death.
A few hours later, dazzling beams of light pierced the black curtain of the sea of stars and hit the magnificent light blue transparent barrier. Textures like honeycombs appeared, followed by a torrent of particles that fought back. The shining beams of light once again penetrated the galaxy and connected the fleet arrays of both sides.
In the vast sea of stars, hundreds of thousands of space battleships were arranged in two different magnificent arrays. They looked at each other from hundreds of thousands of miles away, and then continued to fire and approached each other step by step.
The prelude to the decisive battle slowly opened.
The whistling sound of electric currents continued to sound in the belly of the aircraft carrier. One after another, space fighters rushed out of the belly under the acceleration of the long electromagnetic track in the cabin. The airflow from the tail became brighter and brighter. The violent airflow was like seven rings, which made the speed of the fighters in space continue to rise, reaching a level that was unimaginable in the atmosphere. There
were countless such fighters, and the entire display screen was flooded with light spots, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions...
spreading across the entire battlefield, these fighters and mechas were like waves flashing phosphorescent light, rushing towards each other, and then engaging in fierce battles and exchanges in a few seconds, sparks flashing, and pouring bullets and lasers flooding the field of vision.
Quick attack, quick death, quick advancement of the battle line. Compared with the countless fighters and mechas of the Federation, the fighters and mechas of the Western Star Region were soon like splashing water, flashing and covered. At this time, the fighters and mechas of the Sixth Fleet continued to move forward. The Western Star Region's joint fleet no longer had enough manpower to resist. If these fighters and mechas were allowed to get close, the main battleships that lost their cover would be damaged and disturbed in large numbers, and finally lead to the failure of the entire battle.
Looking at this scene, the commander and commanders of the Federation slowly held their breath and prayed silently, but unfortunately the final result was still not what they wanted.
Countless golden rays of light spread out from the void of the sea of stars. They kept interweaving and entwining in the galaxy and converging towards the center. They were extremely dazzling, they climbed up step by step, they were densely covered, and they were closely connected, forming the most luxurious and beautiful crown in the world.
The sun crown that shocked the world reappeared in the sea of stars. Under the cover of the invisible golden halo, the space of the sea of stars was like a floating sea surface, and the space shook slightly, rippling.
Then, the brilliant solar wind erupted from the center of the star and began to sweep across the entire star system. At this time, the fighter planes that were originally moving at high speed also immediately activated the protection system. The deep blue texture passed through, and the entire surface of the body seemed to be coated with a layer of silver. Then the surrounding strong magnetic field wrapped the body and deflected the incoming solar wind particles.
Although the solar wind is not real wind, under the impact of this high-energy tidal wash, the fighter planes and mechas that were originally moving at high speed had to divide most of their energy and magic power to build defenses, making it difficult to further increase their speed, which bought time for the joint fleet of the western star region. After
that, the magnificent array where the fleet was located lit up again, and the main battleships began to gather energy, and the central axis main guns showed twisting light.
Faced with the drastic change in the battlefield situation, countless eyes in the Titan flagship of the Sixth Fleet also looked at the silver-haired singer sitting on the throne.
"Start it." Ores slowly closed her eyes.
"Yes! Activate the 'Throne System'!"
The intricate and beautiful rose imprint spread across the floor of the hall. Elf singers in uniform closed their eyes and prayed. Ripples of resonance spread from the center. Hundreds of light years away, the streets and television platforms in every star region had already broadcast the entire event in a unified manner.
Countless auxiliary singing festivals in the streets, venues, churches, and squares began to guide the resonance of this prayer, and the ripples of consciousness across the starry sea also slowly descended on the battlefield through the Sea of Eka, outlining layers of brilliant light.
The magnificent silver crown gradually took shape.
(End of this chapter)
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