𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟐𝟎: 𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 (1)

In the raging heat of the thermonuclear explosion outside the space she created,

Kreion was perplexed by her sudden appearance, linking him and the Chimeraz throughout the planet.

“Anima. . . how, what is. . .”

“Fear not, you’re shielded by my wings. This space is. . .”

“That’s not what I’m asking.”

“Just a moment.”

Anima inspected Kreion’s physical condition.

Scorched by severe burns in several places, his skin revealed red flesh, with traces of bleeding evident all over his body.

“You’re badly injured. . .”

“At least I’m not dead.”

“Your shoulder, look.”

“. . .!”

His right shoulder and the entire right arm seemed to have been twisted out of place. He hadn’t even realized his arm was twisted.

“. . .Are you alright?”

Her scarlet eyes held a hint of worry.

Countless Vehlpciaarct had appeared, numerous children had died, and lastly, there was even a black hole attack. When he thought it was finally over, a raid occurred, and he almost died several times.

Considering all the suffering and the deceased, he was far from being alright.

“I’m fine.”

Swoosh. . .

The scorching storm had subsided, and the wings protecting Kreion returned to their place.

“Here.”

“. . .?”

“Here, take my hand.”

Kreion took Anima’s hand and stood up.

Everywhere except the ground she had shielded with her wings was dented, forming a large crater.

And in the middle of the slope was a Vehlpciaarct that had been charred black and nearly rendered immobile.

“Gigi-gagi-gagi. . .”

“Haha! Son of a. . . Look at you! How is it? Huh? How does it feel? How does it feel to be utterly defeated, risking everything?”

Rundalt prodded the Vehlpciaarct with the tip of his shoe-like foot.

“This thing won’t feel anything no matter what you say.”

Behind Rundalt, Gorgo, floating with anti-gravity, aimed his staff at the Vehlpciaarct.

“But it still feels good to vent. Considering how much we suffered because of these things. . . Ah, screw these scrap metal bastards!”

Rundalt seemed to have a lot of resentment towards the Vehlpciaarct. Was it because of something related to business?

“Hey, answer me, will you? C’mon, who told you to mess with us?”

Gorgo tapped Rundalt’s shoulder, noticing Kreion and Anima approaching.

“Huh? Why?”

“Respect the hierarchy.”

“. . .Oh, haha. Sorry.”

Kreion and Anima arrived.

Anima looked down at the Vehlpciaarct with a cold expression.

“Vehlpciaarct.”

“. . .Gi. . . G. . . Gi. . . G. . .”

“What should we do with this, Kreion?”

It seemed that it no longer possessed the ability for normal communication. Kreion spoke, looking at the state of the machine.

“This can no longer be called a Vehlpciaarct.”

“Then?”

Witnessing their end after a fierce battle with them, many thoughts crossed his mind, and his emotions were complicated.

“The Vehlpciaarct no longer exists. They’re extinct.”

Therefore, his sunken voice declared a victory that could not be celebrated at all.

🔷🔷🔷

Gorgo’s Star once again drifted into the distance.

The sky displayed its usual crimson sunset.

Since Gorgo’s Star had recently approached the 4th planet, the 4th planet’s orbit had been disrupted. Therefore, Kreion restored the orbit by making only the crust of the 4th planet a bio-planet.

The colonies on each celestial body in the Hecartra star system deployed Mind Repeaters and restored the colony’s massive Mind Repeater.

With the Hecartra star system once again becoming the center of the Chimeraz wave network, the situation in all areas was confirmed.

Fortunately, none of the leaders outside the Hecartra star system had died.

Each suffered significant damage while defending their territories, but it was said that they were helped by the Hyraguroa appearing at a critical moment.

After the all-out war with the Vehlpciaarct, their remains were recovered and analyzed, but nothing could be gained.

Their constituent materials were entirely machine-exclusive substances, so there was nothing the Chimeraz could reference. Moreover, no data or information could be found in their remains.

Knowing that the Chimeraz could seize their technology and information, they had intentionally erased their own.

In summary, they were once the Vehlpciaarct, then became monsters, and now they were just scrap metal.

It was surmised that the Vehlpciaarct was able to reunite within Kreion’s colony because of their unique black hole.

They reunited immediately after a black hole-like roar echoed indoors.

In other words, the Vehlpciaarct had once again twisted their strategy, sending some of their most elite members using the power of the black hole, pretending it was their last resort.

He didn’t know the exact principle behind how they crossed space in such a short time and infiltrated the colony’s interior. However, he thought that perhaps it was some kind of phase assault technique, similar to Lopez’s Phase Assault Troops.

In any case, the Vehlpciaarct was now a defunct race, so there was no way to find out how they achieved such feats.

Anima’s ‘sudden’ appearance from Kreion’s perspective was also related to the black hole.

He was told that her group and Gorgo’s Star had entered the gravitational field of the Hecartra star system earlier than Kreion had thought.

Anima had asked Kreion about the date and time based on the solar calendar, and Kreion had responded with a time that was 6 hours behind what she knew.

During the brief moment when the black hole existed, there was a relative change in time in the Hecartra star system. That’s why Kreion had been unaware until Gorgo’s Star came so close to the 4th planet.

The Chimeraz near the 4th planet saw the light and waves transmitted from Gorgo’s Star relatively later.

Therefore, he tried to briefly summarize and analyze in detail the facts about the change in time, but without the Vehlpciaarct who knew the answer, he couldn’t draw an accurate conclusion.

Of the three human resources who hadn’t awakened, only one survived.

The survivor was currently recuperating in the evolution chamber.

Meanwhile, Gnox, Vatory, Addmoon, and Yiel were looking at the two charred pods, seemingly holding a memorial service.

Gnox wiped away tears, Vatory remained expressionless as if she felt no grief at all, Addmoon patted Yiel’s back, and Yiel reportedly broke down and cried.

Having died and revived twice, Drexus returned to the Canis Minor Dwarf Galaxy, displaying unwavering loyalty. Meanwhile, a small number of Parahtoria who had accompanied Drexus swore their sincere loyalty once again, marveling at the Chimeraz’s vitality.

Nazar collected resources in a hurry while deploying Mind Repeaters and Mind Advocates throughout the dark nebula.

Phlegeth helped Ludwig restore the overall forces and colonies in the Hecartra region.

Berne, whose cerebral blood vessels had burst violently, was in a temporary sleep, and his subordinate mass-produced leaders were revived one after another on each celestial body according to Kreion’s will.

Thanks to his Elite Escort, Gats was able to revive with his memories intact, even outside the colony.

The upper levels of the colony were quickly constructed with Rundalt and Gorgo’s assistance.

After taking care of such matters, Kreion slept for about 20 hours.

When he opened his eyes on what seemed to be a bed made of Xenotera, Anima was waiting.

She said with a relaxed smile.

“Let’s go out for a bit.”

“Where to?”

“The sunset is pretty on this planet. I’ve been too busy to appreciate it properly.”

“Would appreciating such things be of any help?”

He asked, not to argue, but out of genuine curiosity.

Anima tilted her head and stared blankly at the empty ceiling. Then, she asked.

“Have you ever, even for a brief moment, sat comfortably and taken a break?”

“. . .Never.”

“Not even once in your life?”

“No.”

“Let’s go.”

Kreion was dragged along by Anima, his hand held by hers, and they moved to the top floor of the colony.

The inner and outer walls opened like windows, revealing the surrounding scenery.

Tall Chimeraz structures were breathing. On the ground, Chimeraz with their own tasks moved busily, and numerous aircraft flew in the sky. And lining the landscape were Organic Pipes stretching down from the massive aircraft to the ground, resembling seaweed.

A strong wind blew from a high altitude.

It was an odorless wind, carrying neither the smell of gunpowder nor the scent of blood. It seemed to gently carry away the heat from his body as it swept through his hair.

Anima stood on a balcony-like protrusion, holding onto the bony railing.

“How is it?”

When she turned her head, her white hair swayed in the wind. The sunset seemed to shatter along the contours of her face, casting a reddish, faint glow.

Kreion felt his mind clearing up.

“Now that you mention it, it’s not bad.”

“It doesn’t seem too bad.”

His mind had cleared up, but why did everything in his sight seem dreamlike?

“That’s not a satisfactory answer.”

“Then what kind of answer would be satisfactory?”

At that, she turned her head back to look outside.

There was no more conversation.

Kreion watched her back, then suddenly spoke.

“Thank you.”

“. . .For what?”

Since he could only see her back, he couldn’t tell what expression she was making.

Even so, he thought that properly expressing his current feelings might serve as repayment. He thought it would be a satisfactory answer for her.

“Thank you for fulfilling and helping me with the things I lack. And. . .”

“. . .”

He could feel waves from each other.

It had always been like this. Through each other’s waves, they could sense what the other was feeling. They understood the entirety of each other’s memories and thoughts.

That’s why only Kreion could say this.

“I want to promise that I will erase the anxiety and sorrow rooted within you.”

“. . .You have them too.”

Anima turned her body and approached Kreion.

“Your anxiety is greater than mine.”

“I have a role and responsibility to fulfill, so I can’t erase it.”

At that, Anima poked the center of Kreion’s chest with her index finger.

“Are you going to carry that burden your whole life?”

“Yes.”

“If you have that, I can’t let go of mine either.”

The wind died down.

“That’s why I won’t accept the promise you just made.”

“Then when do you think it will be? The day you break free from those hellish memories.”

“When the hell that surrounds you and me, of unknown shape and size, disappears.”

That was what she meant.

She had never been happy.

She had never relaxed and laughed heartily.

He hadn’t tried to find happiness, and she had tried to find happiness but was crushed by reality.

They had lived such lives and carried such memories.

That’s why it was like a magnet. It was like a chemical reaction that couldn’t be helped.

The wind blew again.

When the wind blew again,

The two were holding each other in their arms.

He had his back to the darkness and she had her back to the sunset on the top floor of the colony.

“Let’s talk later. . . Let’s pour out and erase everything inside. . . If the day comes when we can do that, let’s definitely do it. . .”

“I’ll make sure that day comes.”

The existence before his eyes was the only one in the universe to whom he could confide his innermost feelings with sincerity. She was the only existence to whom he could confide his weaknesses and strengths, his ugliness and his coolness, without holding back.

He had always thought that he could sense everything about the other person through their waves, that he could see into their hearts, but there was something he didn’t know until he held her like this.

It was the other person’s body temperature.

For some reason, it felt so precious.

The two of them decided to bury the seeds of happiness deep within each other’s hearts.

After they confirmed this fact, they separated from each other.

At that moment, the sensation of losing the warmth of the other person’s body temperature must have been bittersweet.

“I’ll go now. Rundalt is urging me. . .”

“I’ve finished sleeping, so I should help Ludwig.”

“We both have mountains of work to do.”

“I’ll realize the black hole communication technology soon and contact you. And instead of getting my permission for what Rundalt does, I think it’s better if you judge and handle it yourself.”

“Yeah. If it’s troublesome, I’ll do that.”

Anima spread her white wings wide open and stood on the bony railing.

“Oh, and be nice to Linnea.”

“Linnea?”

“Do you know how much she whined, saying Niiing, when I left? The ones under you know that you’re not very expressive, but Linnea doesn’t seem to understand. She’ll probably crave your attention.”

“I see. If she needs such expressions, I’ll make sure to praise her a lot.”

A pure white Asotus arrived in front of her and opened its mouth.

Zhua. . .

Inside its clean oral cavity were Rundalt, Gorgo, and the Elite Escort.

“Get back safely.”

“Yeah.”

Zhua. . . . . .

That was when.

“I love you, Kreion.”

With her slightly flushed face, and the sight of Rundalt jumping in surprise, the pure white Asotus closed its mouth.

That day was a time when many things were organized and confirmed.