The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

Harris had already left, but Mikael's fist began to tremble. He punched the concrete wall beside him, hammering a small hole in the wall. The flying debris shot out and hit the wall of the neighboring building.

Two or three seconds later, the wall at the hit point fell down as if someone had ripped it.

"Captain!"

Ying was startled by his sudden action. She saw Mikael glanced at her inadvertently with his peripheral vision, and the pattern of red gears gradually emerged in his gray pupils, which was undoubtedly the manifestation of the power of the Herrscher.

Ying's heart jumped. The sudden pressure was like an invisible giant hand pinching her throat, making her give up thinking in an instant and even forget the instinct to breathe.

Fortunately, the pressure did not last more than one second. When she reacted, Mikael was already standing in front of her with an apologetic look on his face.

"Are you okay?" Mikael asked with concern.

"No, it's okay."

Ying swallowed her saliva without leaving a trace.

"This... that... what exactly was that power just now... the Houkai energy gathered in the air was so dense that it could be felt without a detector... Is this why the leader is afraid of the squad leader..."

"Squad leader... what happened to you just now?" Finally, she mustered up the courage to ask.

"Hmm... I figured out some things, but now is not the time to talk about this... Let's prepare for the present."

"Zizi..."

Imer's voice came from the communication:

"Captain, the supplies have arrived. I will use the drone to deliver the supplies to you immediately, and Ying's knife will also be delivered."

Mikael looked at the drone resting motionlessly on his right hand side, and asked curiously: "Can't your small machine even carry a knife?"

"Please, my captain, the one you have is a micro reconnaissance drone, which is not as big as your head. I just asked the people at the base to get a medium-sized drone specially used for delivering supplies. It will be here soon!"

Half an hour later, a drone as small as a bed flew over slowly. It flew too slowly, and it bumped from time to time, as if it was going to fall headfirst, so that Mikael almost mistook it for a fat bird that was full and drunk.

The reason why I said "almost" is that there were three large packages hanging on its unretracted landing gear. Mikael felt that with the IQ of a bird, it should not do such a stupid thing.

"Is this the 'medium-sized drone' you mentioned?"

"Sorry, squad leader, I will definitely apply for a large one next time..."

The drone, which Mikael regarded as a "fat bird", took half a day to deliver enough water and daily necessities for hundreds of people to live for two days.

During this time, Mikael and Ying also helped to move all the supplies downstairs for storage, and then distributed the quota of supplies per person.

Those who had surrounded Mikael were stuffing compressed biscuits into their mouths one by one. They couldn't swallow the biscuits for a while, so they grabbed the purified water around them and drank it.

This way of eating really makes people wonder if there will be an accident. Fortunately, Mikael and Harris had expected this, and the amount of food distributed to each person was limited, so they didn't eat to death.

Water resources are now sufficient. After eating, the people who can move closed the door, wiped their bodies with brand new towels dipped in water, and then changed into T-shirts with the logo of the Fire Moth.

After coming out, under Harris's command, they soaked the compressed biscuits in water to make paste, and fed them to the patients who were lying in bed and unable to move, wiped their bodies, and changed them into new clothes and sheets.

And in just half an hour, Mikael saw another patient with his own eyes. He had just swallowed the first mouthful of paste, and his head tilted and he lost consciousness. The paste flowed out from the corner of his mouth, dyeing the pillow more yellow.

Mikael and Ying found Aldemir, who was still wearing a dirty red T-shirt in front of a broken French window. He was wearing loose jeans and didn't care about the broken glass on the ground. He just sat by the window and swung his legs in the air.

In fact, Mikael didn't signal Ying to follow him, or he didn't know where he was going. It was just that his footsteps drove his thoughts and brought him to the boy who had just turned 20 years old. And Ying, perhaps it was a tacit understanding, or perhaps it was a kind of, unanimous sadness.

"I'm sorry..." Mikael whispered.

Aldemir looked at him in surprise, "What are you sorry for?"

Mikael was speechless for a moment. Was he going to say, "I'm sorry that I couldn't let your mother have a full meal before leaving?"

Aldemir sneered, "In fact, you don't know why you want to say sorry to me... But thank you, at least you let me see that the coalition government is not just a bunch of fat-headed, arrogant old guys."

Mikael's mouth twitched slightly, wondering if the other party's words were a compliment to him.

"You don't seem very sad?" Ying couldn't help asking.

Mikael quickly turned his head and glared at her, as if blaming her for asking such an inhuman question.

But Aldemir's reaction was somewhat calm:

"It doesn't matter, believe me, if you knew a person was going to die a long time ago, no matter how important that person is to you, because you are mentally prepared... you can't be as sad as you imagine..."

Mikael didn't like his words, always felt that it was like a prophecy given to him by a higher-dimensional existence in the dark.

So he changed the subject without leaving a trace:

"Let me see your condition."

"Hey, hey! Stop acting like you're the elder... Really, is it like this everywhere? You're just a kid with no hair on your face, why do you have to pretend to be so mature?"

Although he kept complaining, Aldemir's actions were not resistant. He lifted his long sleeves slightly, revealing his wrists with sparse purple lines.

"Is it only here?"

"What else?"

Mikael was a little surprised and looked Aldemir up and down again.

Aldemir felt scared when he was stared at.

Mikael didn't say anything directly, but just patted his shoulder "pretending to be mature" and left silently.

"Captain, Aldemir's Honkai resistance..."

Sakura stuck to his side and asked in a low voice.

Mikael nodded gently.

"Mikael, Sakura, the sun is about to set, let's start preparing for the battle!"

"Okay!"

The two of them left the tower quietly without saying goodbye - the largest tomb that Mikael had ever seen.

The tower is not far from the sea. The sea breeze blows along the street, blowing the rootless weeds everywhere.

Mikael looked at the horizon along the east-west avenue.

The setting sun was like blood.

But soon, it seemed to have only experienced a short moment, as if a naughty hound opened its mouth and swallowed the scalding golden crow.

The world suddenly fell.

The night had already begun.

The bait was thrown and the dice were cast.

"Are you ready?"

Himiko and Aili walked into the street in the night with weapons, and so did Mikael and Sakura.

They gradually dispersed, but they were not too far apart from each other, keeping a distance that could support them at the first time.

But it is common for things in the world to go against one's wishes.

Mikael, who had not slept for more than 36 hours, waited for a whole night.

In this excited and anxious waiting, Luluye welcomed the early morning of April 18.

However, until the sun rose to the top of the sky, Yasha never appeared.

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