Chapter 401

"... then we returned to the shuttle, and then we met you."

With that, otavia retreated to Septimus. Although her expression looked very calm, her heart was very uneasy.

Soshyan did not say anything, but remained silent for a long time, and finally turned his eyes to sevita, who had come down from the shuttle.

"What do you think?"

"As always."

"What?"

"Those idiots..."

Sevita went to soshyan and looked at the worried otavia. Somehow, the navigator felt the eyes of the soldier in silver armor, which made her very familiar, as if it was common in the echo of curse.

"... always surrounded by strange thoughts, and then run to destruction, hopeless."

"I'm asking you what to do next."

"Go down, of course."

With that, sevita took a step forward.

"The one who drives the thunder eagle."

Otavia was stunned. After two seconds, she realized that the other party was greeting Septimus, so she immediately hit the people around her with the next door.

Septimus froze for a second like waking up from a dream, and then nodded hard.

"Yes, sir."

"I'll give you ten minutes to prepare and take us down. It's the last place you left."

This is neither a request nor a consultation. Septimus knows very well that the other party's tone is an order.

And he doesn't seem to have the right to refuse.

"Yes, my Lord."

"And you."

Sevita turned to dieterian.

"Ten minutes, put the above things in place and move them down. There are also things in Lei Ying. Don't leak them. Someone will receive them later."

Even with the coarsest logic circuit analysis, dieterian can clearly understand the current situation and know what the second half of the sentence is under the eaves.

"As you wish."

After the mechanic priest humbly lowered his head, savita turned and walked towards the exit.

"I'll get ready and meet here in ten minutes, just you, me and sol."

Soshyan watched him leave, then arranged some people to guard the shuttle, then dissolved the guard and went to the armory alone.

There may be a hard battle ahead, and he has to be fully prepared.

Sevita walked one by one back to his room and asked the ready machine servant to strip off the armor he was wearing.

When the armor frame stretched out from the wall, another set of armor appeared, which was the only thing sevita asked soshyan for.

The whole body of the armor is the dark blue of the matte sky of nastam. It is carefully crafted to make the wearer's limbs and trunk wrapped under the rolled metal sheet flexible enough.

The armor is decorated with lightning patterns and human bones to create and spread fear. This design is also the general decorative style of midnight Lords.

This power armour was personally supervised by sevita and was used for this moment.

His most loyal armor has long been stripped away by the dark angel. Although there have been many excellent masterpieces behind it, it is still unable to compare with the original one.

But there is no way. After all, he is also an "old thing".

With the help of the aircraft servants, he put on a new armor, as if he had returned to the era of the Legion. He was still a company commander and the former crow prince.

Chewing the bitter taste of the tip of his tongue, savita took the last piece of armor, the bloody batwing skull helmet, out of the dark niche and raised it above his head.

He turned to face the door and lowered his helmet until the skull face mask connected to his goggles with a pressurized hiss.

When he merged with the shadow of the room in dim light, his vision changed subtly and his perception range widened.

It was at this moment that his talent, which had been silent for a long time, found him.

Death filled his mind, blood stained his teeth, and the smell of blood filled his nose.

Everything seemed like yesterday, and the memory of those years spent in the dark world on nastum, which had long been buried, came alive in his mind——

There was occasional lightning in the dark night all year round, and the people remained silent because of fear.

Then, light and hope came from the rotten darkness and promised a bright future.

But soon, that hope was shattered

A world is struggling in death, and a huge black and gold eye is watching the flames.

The astates fought to death under the scarlet sky.

A gray eagle soars in the sky

Many voices sounded in his head. He heard his name, his father's name.

Bitter tears mixed with blood stung sevita's eyes, and then suddenly opened them. The illusion in his brain dissipated and the real world returned to him.

"Destiny..."

With a burst of bitter laughter, sevita immediately left the room and sneaked into the dark. His current dress is not suitable for appearing in the sun or in everyone's eyes.

When soshyan in Terminator led sol to the ready thunder eagle, he found that sevita had been waiting for them in the cabin.

The awe inspiring breath brought by the lightning in the dark night made soshyang's breath stagnant.

"Why did you... Wear this?"

"Because this is about the eighth legion, I must solve it with another identity."

With that, sevita went to the cockpit and knocked on the door.

"You can go."

At this time, the door of the cockpit suddenly opened, and otavia came out. When she saw sevita, the whole person was stunned

"You..."

"Why are you here?"

Asked soshyan.

"You shouldn't be here, woman."

"I, I want to go with you."

"Veto, you leave now and don't consume my kindness."

"You need a navigator, or you will never find them accurately! Septimus is a bloody road fool!"

When the latter sentence came out, there was an embarrassed cough in the cockpit.

"Let her go."

Sevita said faintly.

"So, now, start the engine right away."

"My Lord."

The engine rang, and otavia took a deep look at sevita. She would never admit her mistake, but it was different from what she had always seen.

There are not so many frightening decorations, nor so many traces of blasphemy.

"I didn't expect to see --"

"What do you want to say?"

Sevita lowered her head slightly and looked at the navigator.

"Be careful what you have to say later. You have been on the curse echo for a long time. You should know our temper."

"Well, no, I mean..."

Otavia's mind is a little confused. It is obvious that soshyan and others are loyal star soldiers, but why does a midnight Lord appear on a warship loyal to star soldiers?

"Then put away unnecessary questions."

Sevita's tone was a little impatient, and otavia was familiar with it.

"Yes, my Lord."

Before she returned to the cockpit, she asked carefully:

"Can you tell me your name is -"

"Savita."

Otavia nodded, but the next second her body froze.

"Race..."

She felt her heart almost jumping out of her chest, but when she looked up, she immediately felt a cold look at herself, so she slipped into the cockpit without looking back and closed the door.

When she was sitting in the co pilot's seat, she was still gasping violently.

"Honey? What's the matter with you?"

Septimus, who was controlling the thunder eagle to slide out of the flight deck, noticed that otavia suddenly turned pale, like a dead man, covered in sweat, so he asked with concern.

After the other party breathed hard for a few times, the navigator answered tremblingly and burst out rude words very rarely.

"Fuck sub space, we've got a big deal..."