Chapter 400

Septimus listened to the roar of the engine. There was no more comfortable place for him than where he was sitting now - the familiar pilot's seat of the thunder hawk gunboat.

Valere sat in the co pilot's seat, still without a helmet, staring into the distance.

Sometimes, the pharmacist would absently stretch out his hand, touch his pale lips with his thumb and fall into meditation.

"Septimus."

When he spoke, the engine was warming up.

"My lord?"

"How likely are we to reach Nathan 6 without being found?"

How could Septimus guess.

"I know nothing about the spirit clan, my Lord, and I don't know their scanning technology."

Valer was clearly still upset.

"Diablo is very small. Use these advantages to get close to the planet."

Septimus checked the front convex door. There was little space in the cabin of the shuttle except for the gunboat and some equipment that dieterian insisted were essential.

Even the thunder eagle is full of important relics from the reflection hall, and there is no spare space to accommodate more crew.

Without time to talk to otavia, Septimus could only send a short voice message to her private room, and he hardly knew what to say.

How do you tell her he might die down there?

What could convince her that dieterian would protect her once they reached the great eye?

Finally, he could only mumble in his usual awkward tone, mixed with a low Gothic accent.

He tried to tell her that he loved her.

This is hardly an elegant expression of emotion.

But she didn't answer. He didn't even know if she had received the message - maybe it was the best result.

Septimus triggered the launch button, closed the pressurization valve, and the explosion-proof door behind him slammed shut.

"We're sealed and ready."

Valle still didn't seem to pay much attention. He was still thinking.

"Let's go."

Septimus gripped the lever and felt his skin tingle, and the engine roared more strongly.

He took a deep breath, led the gunboat out of the narrow hangar and flew into space.

"No offense, my Lord, but have you considered that you may be wrong?"

Septimus asked the Skinner carefully.

"I mean, is it possible for Talos to survive?"

The pharmacist nodded.

"I thought about it, slave. This possibility is another thing that interests me."

Through the thick glass of the cockpit, Septimus saw that the curse echo had been completely destroyed. Its wreckage hugged the orbital station, and the two sides twisted, rotated and destroyed each other.

It used to be his "home", but now it is just a ruin in the cold void.

He had no hope of how many people were still alive.

Speed is the most important thing for Septimus to find the right contact point, but he must avoid a large number of structural fragments and try his best

May hide in their shadows.

In addition, he was careful not to push the engine too hard, so that the spirit warships now stationed in high-altitude orbit could detect their existence through thermal signals.

After they had only flown for ten minutes, Valle closed his eyes and shook his head gently and suspiciously.

"We have been attacked."

The Skinner whispered, not specifically for anyone.

Footsteps from behind forced Septim

S craned his neck and looked back over his shoulder. The gunboat responded to his wavering attention and immediately slowed down.

Through the camera, he saw three attendants of otavia standing at the door leading to the closed cockpit.

He immediately recognized Verny, and the other two were probably Herrick and Foley.

Their ragged clothes and bandages around their hands meant that their appearance was completely blocked.

Cecetimus looked back at the windshield and slowly bypassed the gunboat around another large piece of metal, and smaller pieces of metal kept hitting the hull.

"Did you get on board before we left?"

"Yes."

One of the men replied.

"Did she send you?"

Septimus was a little confused and didn't know what otavia was doing.

"We obey the hostess."

That's probably Herrick's answer. To be fair, they sound the same, but they don't always sound the same

It makes it easier to distinguish them.

Valere's morbid blue eyes kept staring at Verny. The attendant wore a thick cloak. Although she wore goggles, the bandages on her face and arms hung loosely, revealing the pale skin below.

"This deception can fool a just mechanical bishop."

Valle then said slowly:

"But it's almost sad and ridiculous to try the same thing for me."

Verny smiled and began to untie the bandage and loosen his hands.

Septimus took a risky look back.

"Keep flying."

Valere looked at him one by one, his eyes full of threats.

"Focus on your responsibilities."

Half a minute later, Verny finally put down his burden and threw away his heavy cloak.

She put her hand on her face, took off her goggles and checked that her scarf was fastened.

"You won't leave me alone in that broken ship with that mechanical monster."

Octavia's voice made Septimus almost jump out of his chair.

"I'll go with you."

With the guidance of the navigator, Septimus was a little uneasy, but he avoided all possible searches of the spirit clan. They crossed the atmosphere and reached the surface of Nathan 6.

It was a barren time, with little vegetation, only muddy sea and bare rock mountains.

The prison they chose in Talos was the most precipitous among the mountains.

The first person to find ray hawk approaching was lukofus.

He was devouring the flesh and blood of the dead eighth Legion soldiers.

Lukofus was not ashamed of the feast, just as the eighth Legion searched the bodies of the killed, and his blood eyes searched for flesh and blood.

He knew what attitude Talos or others would have if they saw him tear apart his brother's body and eat the meat inside. They were unlikely

Such a generous view of the matter, but according to the current developments, it doesn't seem to matter.

Lukofus kept their base carefully as he ate

Because of the seeds, he took out the fleshy lymph nodes and stored them in a freezer in his thigh.

At this time, the sky is raining heavily.

The Raptor swallowed the dead in the rain, raised his head from time to time, and his bare face hurt in the strange wind.

He is waiting for the arrival of the spirit clan and is no longer interested in underground hunting.

He is not even sure why he took away the gene seed of the bloody eye. Maybe even in the face of death, it belongs to a strong tradition.

Suddenly, he heard the engine of the gunboat, and his instinctive reaction was nervous.

When he turned to face the louder and louder sound, his claws began to move. Without the visual cycle of the helmet, his vision was damaged in the distance.

Lukofus was about to get his helmet when the thunder Eagle stopped over his head and sprayed the engine flow down, spraying gray spray on the edge of the prison tower.

When the ladder opened, lukofus stared expressionless, not surprised by the figure falling from the sky.

The figure landed smoothly with a bang and then turned to the gunboat.

"I came down and landed on the battlements, far away from any spiritual ground forces. You can escape. You can go wherever you want. That's all I ask of you. Thank you for helping me finish my last journey. If there is still a chance in the future, I will repay you."

When the pilot did not answer, the thunder Eagle began to tilt, the propeller flashed, and then disappeared into the rain.

With that, he turned his head and looked at the Raptor.

"Lukofus of the weeping eyes."

"Valle the Skinner."

Lukofus put his helmet back and reattached the demon mask to his face.

"You look like a drowned body."

Valle is not familiar with the Raptor, but he has heard of their deeds.

"I know what I look like and why are you here?"

Valle's eyes wandered up the dark prison.

"Because of a fool's wish, where is Talos?"

Lukofus stroked with his claws and bent his fingers.

"Down there."

While they were talking, the thunder eagle had left the planet's surface at top speed, crossed the atmosphere and returned to the void.

The release of dieterian, where the navigator is missing, can only let the shuttle wait in place.

After such a thrilling turn, Septimus and otavia always won the right to survive, although only temporarily.