Hello, Arknights

Chapter 380 Bloom

"Your Excellency, the Duke, the fleet has successfully arrived at the designated route as planned. It is estimated that it will reach a lost county area in three to five days."

After listening to the Sword Guard's report, Windermere nodded slightly and looked at the sand table in front of him, thinking about the battle situation in his heart. After a long time, he looked away, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. Thinking of his daughter, he said, "Help me connect to Daphne's communication."

"Yes." Her subordinates acted decisively.

A moment later, the surprised sword guard hurriedly reported: "Your Excellency the Duke, we can't connect to the channel! Our communication is being jammed!"

Windermere's eyes snapped open. This was an extremely serious situation during a war. She personally walked over to the communications station. The sword guards made way for her. Windermere issued a few instructions to the various posts, then confirmed the situation. She couldn't help but feel surprised: "There have been some fluctuations in communications within the ship and between the fleets, but they are still stable. However, the external transmission of information has been 'interrupted'..."

Victoria's blade quickly realized the crux of the matter: "Where are we?"

The sword guard placed a red eye-catching mark on the corresponding point on the sand table, and Windermere returned to the sand table to rethink the potential problems that might exist.

"The fleet has entered Xiaoqiu County. The nearest settlement is Changquan Town."

"Send a signal to the local garrison and retrieve their recently uploaded logs. I need all the reliable information." Windermere keenly sensed something was wrong. No fleet had ever mentioned the disaster situation here in their safety reports.

If "someone" didn't set a trap for her, then the situation here had changed dramatically in a short period of time.

"Yes!"

……

With a deafening roar, the fallen red dragon and Sakota could only watch helplessly as the hybrid earthshaker completely destroyed the crumbling fortifications under the cover of purple flames. It was the red dragon bloodline that spewed deathfire that advanced straight in and saved the lives of the two. Carters, who had previously claimed to be the "Silver Crow with a Ring", had already entered Changquan Town first, and it seemed that he really cared about something else... or someone.

"Sister, I don't understand... why you chose to take action, but were unwilling to stop it... It's already at the end of its strength."

The flames spread vigorously, but now they were silent in her world.

"My naive sister..." The red dragon named Abrana sighed. "If I just wanted to kill this giant alone, I could certainly do it after I regain my strength, but that would be killing it, not 'stopping it'."

"Don't even mention that I'm not in good condition right now. Even if I were in my prime, it would still be enough to destroy this barrier before I kill it."

"..."

"How long have you been fighting this thing? Ten minutes, or twenty? This fragile barrier is only a thousand meters away from the final line of defense. During this time, with the quality of those infected people fighting against these bloodthirsty monsters, what will be the outcome? Don't you really know?"

"...Is this your reason for standing by and watching?" Flames danced in Ravshini's pupils, and it seemed that her tough expression would collapse into sparks that could be seen everywhere in the ruins.

"I don't do meaningless things, Ravshini."

The shadow at the side finally caught his breath, propped himself up with his arms, and pulled out a few etched bullets from his chest. As if saying goodbye, he loaded them into his gun one by one. Then he staggered towards Changquan Town, which had been torn open with a huge scar.

"Sir?" Ravshini sat up with difficulty and looked at Sakota, whose halo and wings had become dim at this moment - different from the dimming he had actively controlled before, it was a manifestation of weakening vitality. Abrana also cast her eyes on the man who was burning up his last bit of physical strength.

"...Thank you again, Miss Shenchi, for saving that kid. Although I've already met him, he said he wanted to personally return his father's belongings to his hometown. I can't let a child's wish go unfulfilled."

“Some people choose to give up certain things according to the circumstances, but people like me only choose to live for their inner selves.”

Sakota took what was probably the longest breath in his life, and then his steps forward stopped stumbling.

“…pronounced ‘live,’ written ‘die,’” Abranah defines it this way. “This land is not for idealists.”

"A good character is like your last signal, perhaps full of hope, but like a bubble, it bursts silently."

"Ambition is like endless thorns. If you don't show them your flame and burn them all, they will always be like this, scraping everyone who sets foot in it until they bleed, but they are always eager to get to the throne."

The red dragon stood up and picked up the spear again. The fire in her chest grew stronger, burning her in great pain, but she stepped forward step by step towards the battlefield where the outcome was already decided.

"If you're determined to see the end, I can accompany you."

"Abrana," the wounded Ravshini nearly lost control, because her words were always verified by reality one by one, and the flames, feathered beasts, and ideals in her beloved poems had never met her expectations. She could only pick up her only "responsibility" once again, "Hand those Tara people over to me..."

"I know it's wrong and cruel, but this is the way the world is. Sometimes we have to abandon some things to protect others."

Ravshini was stunned because Abbrana looked equally sad.

She had never seen her sister like this before - her cool coolness was real, and her love was real too.

Ravshini was about to cry.

In the silent flames, the blood relative stretched out his hand: "Rafushini, what exactly do you want?"

A bright and miraculously dazzling stream of light rushed into the sky, bloomed like a flower, and dropped a curtain of flying stars.

I was also afraid that the signal would only be a flash in the pan, and then several streaks of light would appear like feathers breaking through a cage, spreading light that would linger for a long time.

The two red dragons stopped arguing, and finally Rafushini shed tears. Once again, she felt herself sharing the fate of this earth in the burning heat.

Jane Willow overdrawn everything she had and cast Originium skills at the sky on the top of the mountain. The surging wind scattered her broken flags on the path strewn with the corpses of bloody monsters. She shed tears and cried. She was not sure if there would be any response. All she saw were the corpses of her comrades and the bloody monsters, which could not be separated even by death. Only one person was still swinging the broken sword with all his life to nail another bloody monster rushing up into the ground, and did not let any source of danger set foot on the top of the mountain.

Ling killed the bloody monster under the big sword in a short breath, but the enemy was still fearless, and another round of blood rushed into his vision.

Madeline took most of the people and stayed at the foot of the mountain to block the monsters, giving them the hope of a better chance of survival. However, humans can walk on mountain roads, but monsters have more choices.

Ling Dengxian escorted them all the way and fought against the powerful blood-red monsters that suddenly attacked. Every time someone was seriously injured, he would leave the team and seek death without being able to stop them...

After Jane arrived, the "magicians" of the "survival" team tacitly put her safety first. They knew that she was more reliable and had more hope than themselves as she came from a military background. They were not afraid of death, but only hoped that there was still hope for everything they were fighting to protect.

Swords will break, warriors will die, but the one who wields the sword will become the last "sword"! The dead soul will retain hope!

...Unwavering in death...Singing throughout life!

The sword is immortal!

The burst of sword light, along with all the monsters rushing up from the front area and the young man's sorrow, were shattered into pieces.

Vaifan had used up all her strength, and her hand, which had been raised to the sky to cast a spell, fell down. At the last moment, she wanted to muster up some courage and approach the still standing figure, but she could not take a single step and collapsed on the spot.

On the deserted battlefield, Ling Dengxian, holding the broken sword, vaguely heard the sound of fighting coming from far away at the foot of the mountain, as well as the sound of artillery fire that crossed the plains and reached the battlefield before he fell.

He suddenly woke up, turned over and ran towards Vaifan, using his body to protect the unconscious soldier.