Good gripped the control stick tightly and stared ahead without blinking.
Time seemed to have slowed down.
In the beginning, he could still hear the roar of the engine, but gradually, the sound was replaced by the thumping of a heartbeat. But not long after, even the sound of the heartbeat ceased to exist, and the world around him became exceptionally quiet.
The bombs were slowly moving away from the Fire of Heaven, and the crack in the dome grew larger and larger, almost occupying half of his vision. At this point, many demons had already noticed them, but in the frozen time, even turning around was as slow as a snail.
He could not help but recall the scene from the mission confirmation meeting before he set off.
[Your Highness, is the bomb dropped by the bombing crew really that powerful? ]
[If I fly fast enough, I should be able to leave the impact behind me, right? ]
The person who asked this question was Finkin. Regardless of the occasion, his off-the-cuff remarks always caused everyone to laugh. To be honest, he was rather envious of him at times.
[Unless you fly faster than light.] The Princess Royal mercilessly refuted this thought. [The intense light produced when it explodes can directly roast you. By the time you see it, it will be too late to run. Even if you are lucky enough to avoid the light, the subsequent shock wave will exceed the speed of sound in a short period of time, so the only safe way to avoid it is to stay far away from it.] She paused at this point. [At least the first one is like that.] ]
[What about the second one? ]
[If the God of Fortune is on your side, there might be other opportunities. But rather than praying to the heavens, can't you push the control stick and retreat ahead of time? ]
Amidst the laughter, Her Highness Tilly did not elaborate, but Good took it to heart.
In fact, he could guess what the Princess Royal was referring to after seeing the first bomb explode. Just relying on the Glory of the Sun was insufficient to completely wipe out the Deity of Gods. This was also the reason why the plan emphasized on aiming at the core region of the Mist Lake. And when it exploded from within, the latter's massive body would become a natural cover.
But Her Highness Princess Royal was wrong on one point. It was not entirely dependent on luck, but more dependent on one's teammates.
If it were anyone else, Good would not have been so sure.
And the captain of the Ark of Peace in charge of the second bomb was Eagle Face.
He was a person who did not believe in luck.
If he was an instructor, he would definitely fulfill his duty to the fullest.
This was also the reason why Good was determined to escort them on their last journey.
He didn't want the enemy's luck to ruin everything the instructor had done.
"Hey, Goode, answer me! Are you daydreaming?! " Suddenly, his companion's voice broke the stagnation of time. The sound of the wind and the roar of the engine once again rang in his ears. "B * stard, if we don't go now, we'll be going in with the bomb! You want to abandon Rachel — "
"Do you remember the routine we practiced?" Good interrupted him. "Three, two, one!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Manfeld, who was flying at the front, lifted his body.
He followed closely behind and pulled the lever toward his chest.
The three planes spread out like a blooming flower, and the flower bud in the middle was the round bomb.
The huge force pressed him firmly against the seat, making it difficult for him to even breathe. His vision slowly moved from the center of the crack to the outer walls of the Blackstone Tower. Even with the Fury of Heaven's maneuverability, it was extremely difficult.
In the high-speed dive, it was impossible to fly horizontally. Furthermore, once the bomb exploded, the entire sky would become extremely dangerous. All they could do was to adjust the angle to allow the Fury of Heaven to fly close to the outer shell of the Deity of Gods and use the pyramid-shaped walls to escape the blast. At the same time, they used distance to exchange for time to change direction.
It was also at this moment that Good saw an extremely strange demon.
Be it its decoration or appearance, it was fundamentally different from the other demons on the battlefield. Both parties were less than fifty meters apart, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they brushed shoulders. For a moment, he thought that he would be torn to shreds by the demon's ability or turned into a stone statue, but nothing happened in the end.
It just stood there, motionless as it watched him fly over.
At the same time, the bomb grazed the edge of the crack and fell into the dome.
…
Mask lowered his hand that was holding the core high.
Luck wasn't on his race's side.
Or it could be said that when he saw the three iron birds charging down with the black metal block, it was no longer a gamble of fate.
Being prepared against being unprepared, humans had already reached this step. If it still insisted on coincidence to turn everything around, it would be underestimating fate.
Nassaupelle closed his eyes and connected to the Birth Tower.
The King was still constantly issuing orders, including the mobilization of the troops stationed in Arrieta. His tone was as cold as a human's machine. He directly controlled the core instrument and cut off the King's transmission. In a sense, doing so was equivalent to exposing his tampering with the magic power core, but he no longer cared about it.
The King reacted quickly as the floating lake beneath his feet churned. The magic power vibrated intensely, and it was likely that the King had already set off several ripples in the Sea of Consciousness. As long as he came into contact with the Realm of Mind, he would not even have the chance to resist and would be pulled into the Presiding Holy See.
Unfortunately, the 'network' he created had no connection with the Realm of Mind.
This was a domain that belonged solely to him.
Mask simply shielded his brain that could sense magic power, causing the entire world to turn silent.
At this moment, he was the Birth Tower itself — and this was also the most suitable location to experience the new human inheritance.
The moment he saw the metal block, Nassaupelle 'opened' all his arms towards the sky.
"Come, let me take a good look —"
— The power of knowledge.
Before he could finish his sentence, a dazzling light engulfed him.
…
Following a thunderous boom, Good was shocked to see the black pyramid behind him suddenly expand. It was as though the outer shell was not made of stone, but some kind of soft liquid!
The strong impact produced a clear ripple on the rock wall. When it spread to the apex, flames mixed with a large amount of smoke and dust gushed out from the crack, instantly surpassing the dust pillar produced by the first explosion.
The upper layer of the pyramid completely disintegrated, and almost a third of the stones were sent into the sky.
If he had been any slower, this explosion would have been enough to annihilate him.
But this was only the beginning.
Soon, the flames that spewed out turned into another color.
The color was the same as fresh blood.
The scale of its eruption quickly exceeded the smoke pillar and dyed half the sky red.
Good noticed that it was not a red mist, but a viscous stream of fire. At this moment, the Deity of Gods was like an erupting volcano, constantly spewing the accumulated lava into the sky.
And when this stream of fire expanded to its limit, another even more shocking explosion rang out!
The Fog Lake was ignited.
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