Captain wakes up 100,000 year later

[Estimated mass. 500 billion tons. Function is the size of a Delta Class 3 asteroid, capable of striking a second and even massive drop in orbit.]

The hologram floated on the main table in the form of the presumed Ramon. Ramon looks like a multi-eyed whale. Two long fins, like the wings of a flying fish, were stretched around the huge trunk. A huge figure made of translucent silver lines fills the table. The hologram showed several members individually, the most important of which was a total mass of 55 billion tons.

“Not good. It'll be the size of an alien fuse ship I've dealt with a few times. Hummingbird dimension

I can move, so I will follow doctrines. I am now alerting Myrtle Strike in case of a massive attack. All unauthorized movements are prohibited and Metropolis is completely blocked. ”

[Copy that, Captain. Increase maximum shield strength and Physical bulkhead level code. Go to zero base.]

Woohoo!

Low frequency, like a whale crying. The Mythian strike alarm sounded throughout the facility was low and intense, making the whole body tremble.

The soldiers who were just cheering and watching the battle scene stopped cheering for the flashing red light and alarm.

"What is it?"

Physical bulkhead level code. Zero base. This was the highest level of boundary positioning that fell under the assumption that the entire facility could become zero, i.e. fully vaporized, when enemy attacks seized. Zero bases of final depth, the vigilance that focused all the power to protect the highest commander.

Chuck it!

The sound of two layers of steel isolation walls echoes through the huge corridor with an alarm siren. The quarantine wall comes down at the shovel and blocks the window looking out. There was also a lack of shock-defense, called liquefied armor, sprayed between the two containment walls.

The soldiers were embarrassed to see the wall close one after the other, even with a low frequency. I grabbed the snack they were holding and looked around.

“Huh, huh? ”

“What's going on? ”

"You're trapped?"

"There he is. Don't make a fuss!"

The chargers, however, remain vigilant and encourage the soldiers to take command. Soon a warning message from Tyrant rang the facility.

[Mythian strike alarm has been sent. Alphazeta Metropolis Time 21: 08. All unauthorized transfers are prohibited from now on. Please be seated in designated connectors and wear a seatbelt. Repeat, Mitre Strike alarm has been sent. Please be seated in designated connectors and wear a seatbelt.]

Soldiers rush to their stations, where Dr. Francesco waits, then lie down on the gel again and kill their breath. A holographic screen reflected on their faces explained how to respond to Mitteer Strike alarms instead of war footage.

“This program was designed to keep you safe during the Mitre Strike alarm. The Mitteer Strike alarm is an alarm triggered when there is a possibility of orbital bombardment by supermasses, when threats are made by similar star equipment such as deliberate meteorite descent of enemy forces, ground descent of fusion ships, and colonies. Soldiers, please don't panic. Proceed with your training. ”

The map quickly passes through paintings of stars, alien fusion ships, and more. Everyone was staring at it with a mute expression.

But they haven't been trained like this yet!

"What are you saying?"

"Fusion ships? Meteorites? Colony?"

It was better that way. These territories swallowed their saliva without understanding a word. Understanding the cosmic scale was not yet possible.

“Damn it!”

Unlike soldiers, however, Krasus, who flew over the world, cursed while avoiding the yellow slime emanating from beneath the ground. I hated touching my body because I didn't know what mucus was. As he flaps his wings and flickers through the air, plasma heat rises and the slime that was floating around burns away.

But suddenly, the whole world he was looking at was turning yellow. It was because more and more liquids were gushing out from under the perception.

Eventually, Crassus cries out in the video.

“Hey, Captain! What should I do? This stinks! I think we got a big one coming out! It's worse than Scarave, but I think it's planetary. ”

“Krasus. As you may have heard, the slime appears to be sprayed as the sealed Lamon is released." The acidic solution melts the metal skeleton. What can you tell me about Ramon? ”

You climb to higher ground avoiding the rising slime as it fills Krasus.

“At least it's not the level of Lord Scarave's main body. No. Worse? Planet-class monsters are often intertwined with the dimension itself. So you can't get out of your own dimension, whether you want to or not. But the lowly things that appear in this way, shattering the dimensions, will fly to every corner of the world where the flesh cannot be held! Hey, fairy. How much does the guy crawling out of here weigh? ”

Crassus soars up between the clouds. Looking down from very high, you can see the horizon in all directions. Everywhere you see, there are cracks and tears, rolling through the cracks in the jungle that were torn apart by neutral coals, and snow that is piled up with the ice caps is shattered and crumbling. The footage is being transmitted live so the captain can see exactly what Krasus is seeing.

If you look down at it from the perforation, it doesn't feel like a massive destruction that quickly develops. But in reality, very quickly and very clearly, the whole world was crumbling. Tyrant wedges again.

500 billion tons.]

“Oh, shit! Hey, fairy. I thought I said 50,000 tons. Am I remembering correctly? ”

[We have invested a tremendous amount of resources into the destroyer class to best reflect your requirements. I distinctly remember liking it big and beautiful. It's true, Krasus. You are 50,000 tons. Now it looks small and cute.]

Krasus grimaces at Tyrant's teasing voice.

“Damn. I'm not small, that's weird. ”

Ooh, ooh, ooh!

You hear the sound of wind from a distance, as if you were alternating words with Krasus.

Finally. The final altar falls. You see Samir and his group hurrying up to the top of the old fortress.

Ramon's whole world began to split apart at an unbelievable rate so far. I feel like I'm crushing a ripe tangerine with my bare hands. Mucinous liquids such as yellow juice spill along the surface.

An avalanche erupts as the middle section of the snowy mountain rises far away in Asrahi. After being hit by neutrons this morning and melted, the ice breaks instead of snow. The captain said quickly.

“Tyrant, there are two hypotheses we need to think about in this situation. The first is the hypothesis that the target has led us to completely destroy the planet and summon Ramon. Secondly, we did not know that we were going to destroy this planet, and we hypothesized that Ramon's summoning was merely a coincidence. You have to choose between the two. ”

The captain walks around the command control window with his backpack.

“What does Tyrant think? ”

Tyrant talks to you for a moment.

[I believe you have selected the correct answer at the time you have already alerted the Captain.]

The captain grins. He tells the Guardian who is still silent in the flask.

“Guardian. Let me ask you something. You think you're contractors in Florajes, right? You must have been the" unlawful "burial of those you don't like in Florajé, right? ”

“Oh, you're such a bad talker. What did your teacher teach you?"

The captain gestures and his words are muted. The captain's eyes were focused on his psychological parameters. All clear facts. All blue pattern.

“Yes, Tyrant. The protection of the Leaf Monarch still works. If there's a problem, it's inside Floraje. Someone in Florazue must have thought he'd dug a useful trap for his men. The problem is that we didn't fall into a trap and were much more violent than they thought. ”

Anyone can sell traps. However, it is another problem to be angry at the trap and to shatter the mountain.

“Rrrrgh!”

On the screen, Crassus still flies through the sky screaming. The ground he flies through is covered with craters that clearly show the signs of numerous fallen nuclear showers, despite all the cracks. A scene of overwhelming destruction and unreasonable retaliation.

The captain pulls the book out of his arms again.

“It's like a textbook from a dictatorship that's been censored. I doubt it's a tool for information manipulation without telling you the important facts. Anyway, Tyrant, this is how we know for sure. This facility is a kind of peacekeeping facility that takes care of Flora's dirty work. ”

[You've got some nerve working with the Captain. It's the same thing.]

Tyrant giggles.

[Captain, they should be very nervous by now. I woke up a monster sealed in a sleepy state, so I should at least use more than a Sealed Scroll.]

The captain laughs and talks to the Guardian again.

“Good. What did Ramon want locked up for? What was it about?”

“Oh, boy."

"Pour more."

The captain gestures and injects more hormones. The water was white, so it turned red. I did not intend to listen to the trivial story.

The Guardian speaks again in a dazzling tone.

“Ramon always wanted to return to the North Sky of the Great Crystal. Beyond the absolute defensive line of a staircase called Bloodstrom. His wish was to die in his hometown. But Blood Strom must not be broken. Never cross the line of defense. Above all, we must never allow Ramon's genetic traits to be passed on to the northern brothers. In this long war, we have imprisoned him for many years. It's been a long time. Even though there are so many dragons in Floraju, we will never forget us."

“Rrrrgh! Bloodstrom! The Battlefield of Blood summons me! ”

Krasus shouts loudly as he hears the story. The captain told him.

“Blood Strom? ”

“Captain! I am the last dragon born in this Alpha Zeta. All dragons possess the vision of the final staircase, conquering countless wide dimensional stairways at the far north end of the Great Crystal. Dragon ambition! It's not like those petty creatures. On the everlasting battlefield of blood rain, we soar and fight! ”

[But Krasus. The defensive line is very awkward. Are you telling me the dragons have been snarling?]

“Hehehe! We dream of a different level than lower life, and the enemies we fight are only monsters we can't even dream of. So we fight with all our might and fight with all our might. Otherwise our battlefield and our death will be meaningless! ”

Kuhahahaha! Krasus laughs loudly, avoiding the slime. The captain nods and continues.

“Important story. Whatever it is, it's occupied this facility privately, setting a trap for me, and then making a huge mistake that could break the line of defense. Any organization would be devastated to lose the right to intervene. ”

[Yes, sir. even though we don't know about Floraj's internal affairs, we've been working towards the same person.]

Kuku Kuku Kung!

The whole earth trembles with anger at the captain's words. The captain's eyes light up.

"Guardian. Why didn't you kill Ramon?"

"My child, Ramon does not die. His soul will return to Blood Strom."

The captain nods.

“Right, Tyrant. It's a form of information sharing when you die. I've dealt with a few of the aliens. I'd rather beat a few more to get Florajes to seal them up and ask for my shares later."

"Hehehe! I like you, Captain. Time for destruction!"

Krasus smiles widely across the screen.

"But ultimately, let the people who caused this crisis burn. From now on, I will turn my opponent into an alien fusion ship and engage in destruction operations. ”

[Give the order, Captain. I'm thrilled it's been such a long time since the Duke of Destruction.]

The Duke of Destruction. It was a tactic to bring down a giant enemy object that was hard to destroy by pure physical force alone.

For example, alien fusion ships combine massive alien biomass to form asteroid-scale. Even a trillion tons of dogs have been spotted. If you want to fight these monsters, you either have to bring in a huge fortress worth fighting for, or you have to infiltrate inside and collapse the gravity control facility and pull yourself down by your own gravity.

“There are two tactical goals. First, destroy propulsion properly to prevent the enemy from moving indefinitely. Second, take away gravity control and build a whale colony on top of the water. Let's see if the Gravitic Operations, which we've been fighting for so long, works for these alien friends. ”

[What's the plan, Captain?]

The captain grins.

“Choke a whale. ”

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