BA, I just want to save the world

Looking up at the sky, he suddenly saw a "meteor" falling rapidly towards him, and it was getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision.

"...It's too late." Appearing in the future, he captured the trajectory clearly, but a hint of bitterness appeared at the corners of his mouth.

next moment......

——BOOM!!!!

Accompanied by a loud earth-shaking noise, the flames and shock waves directly engulfed Mo Lu and the tanks nearby that had not had time to retreat.

In the shock waves of rising small mushroom clouds, the shield in front of him shone brightly, stubbornly resisting the high temperature and high pressure without breaking.

But although the shield was not broken, his body seemed to be under the direct impact of the thermobaric bomb. Blood flowed from his nose, his heart was beating as if it exceeded some kind of load, and his brain was dizzy. However, that was obviously not caused by the air in the shield becoming thinner.

"Teacher, please leave the battlefield immediately! If this happens again, your body will not be able to withstand the instantaneous output of energy!"

The anxious voice in his ear made him shake his head vigorously in a trance, trying to calm his mind: "No, they are also lost. It is not possible to completely guarantee a safe retreat at this time..."

"Is this the right time to worry?!" Prana's voice rarely lost its composure: "I've said before that your body can't withstand the added force in the future! If you continue, you will die!"

"Don't worry, Prana, I'm not that fragile yet."

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and was about to continue to annihilate the remaining tanks, when the scattered tanks not far away once again aimed at him.

Those black holes in the muzzles instantly made his expression become subtle... although he intended to hold on until the other party was wiped out.

But... now his body and mind are overloaded. If possible, he hopes to take a rest first, but the opponent obviously will not give him this opportunity, which means that the second round will be difficult.

Chapter 19 The Worst Ending

Looking at the tanks that had dispersed in the distance and were ready to annihilate the enemy through a war of attrition, Mo Lu felt a little heavy.

As soon as he took a step, the shells fired from the surroundings arrived in front of him in an instant.

Even though he could see the trajectory, his body was no longer agile and he was unable to evade the attack.

BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!! BANG!!!

A large number of tank shells attacked from the front, hitting the shield, creating ripples, and then were bounced away, and his whole body flew backwards.

"——!?"

As he flew out from the top of the sand dune, the red shield began to flicker, forcing him to turn around and grasp his landing posture, and slam on the ground the moment he landed.

The sand could not provide enough grip, and the moment his feet touched the ground, they plowed out a track more than ten meters long and stirred up a sky full of yellow sand.

But he did not stop. He bent his legs and exerted a force far beyond common sense to create a sandstorm, turning his body into a stream of light and rushing towards the tank closest to him.

In just a breath of time, he approached the target and at the moment when the opponent began to rotate the turret to meet him, he took advantage of the intersection of the two sides and grazed the moving turret with his blade.

It had lost its previous extraordinary sharpness, and the friction between the blade and the armor made a hair-raising metallic twisting sound.

After completing all this, he rushed to the next tank alone without stopping for a moment.

In an instant, several tanks were scrapped. Amidst the endless bombardment and slashing, it seemed that nothing could stop him from moving forward, except...

Before another tank was destroyed, another burst of "fire rain" fell from the sky.

Mo Lu was surrounded by light, and then explosions occurred everywhere.

As the explosion raged, his vision shook and his shield broke at this moment.

"It's no use! Your body and mind can no longer support the formation of a shield! Teacher! Hurry up...!"

The powerful impact of the thermobaric bomb forced the air out of his body. Before he could grasp the situation, or even hear what Plana said next, he was blown away by the shock wave.

The ground below was burning fiercely with flames, so bright that it was almost impossible to open your eyes.

The scorching wind, under the influence of the shock wave, instantly blew across the entire desert.

In the oxygen-deficient environment, he was blown away by the shock wave like a fallen leaf, drawing a long parabola in the sky.

In this process that seemed to slow down time, no one knew how much time had passed before it crashed heavily onto the sand. The moment it landed, it rolled uncontrollably for several weeks, stirring up dust all over the ground.

When his body finally stopped, Mo Lu, who could no longer tell east from west and south from north and even had tinnitus, struggled to support himself on the sand with his hands, shaking his head, blood foam still flowing from his mouth.

The constantly accumulated fatigue was all superimposed on him the moment the shield was broken, making him so exhausted that he almost turned back into a mortal, and even the halo itself became dim.

But even though his breathing became heavier than ever before, his face was still full of relief.

"I...thought...I was really going to die..."

He murmured weakly, staggering to his feet and trying to take control of the situation.

However, whether it was due to bleeding in the eye or some other problem, his vision was all red, his ankles were cut by fragments, and he couldn't even stand up normally... This also meant that escape became unrealistic.

"Am I really going to die here? No matter how you look at it..." When he thought of this, a hint of bitterness appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth had never been so tight.

But the pain accumulated all over his body also made him think for no reason that dying like this might be a good choice? As soon as he thought about it, the fear that was difficult to conceal made even his fingertips freeze.

The strong desire to survive made him move his legs and look for an opportunity to retreat.

In the distance, there were mechanical troops remaining, less than one-fifth of their previous number, and the last surviving tanks. These emotionless fighting machines had no thoughts of his at all, and would not be afraid even if they lost their companions or were killed by their own side.

He had just tried to evacuate with his injured body when the two remaining tanks slowly pointed their guns, which had been fired many times and were hot enough to distort the air, at him, and finally...

boom--! ! ! !

He could no longer see the future through his narrowed eyes, only the muzzle fire in his sight... But even if he could see his current body, it would not allow him to dodge again.

In the blink of an eye, he simply followed his instinct and swung his blade, accurately hitting the leading shell.

The friction between the blades produced amazing sparks and cut the shell more than halfway, making an unimaginable wail as if steel was being torn apart with brute force.

However...the blade was not as sharp as before and got stuck halfway and couldn't go deeper. He couldn't hold the handle tightly anymore and the cannonball directly took the blade and flew out of his hand.

But the slash changed the trajectory of the cannonball, which flew directly past him and into the distance.

But he didn't even have the chance to be happy, as another shell fired later hit his head in an instant.

Amid the alarming rumbling sounds and shock waves raging in the desert, along with the flying blood mist, unimaginable pain swept through his consciousness.

Only in a dim state did he seem to hear the wails of Prana.

But Plana could no longer withstand the attack of the shells, and under the effect of the armor-piercing shells, he once again broke free from the constraints of gravity and flew into the air, and then slammed heavily into the sand dune, being completely buried under the sand.

Mo Lu lost consciousness, but Prana was still anxiously using her last resort: "--Confirmed emergency situation! Now start overriding the authorization to activate the emergency plan!!"

The moment the sound fell, the sand dunes suddenly collapsed, and then everything returned to calm.

The remaining mechanical troops began to move forward to survey.

No signs of life were found on the life detectors, and even attempted excavations failed to find the target.

This caused the remaining robots to give up looking for obstacles beyond the target after trying for a while.

But it was obviously too late to look for the mission target now, so they soon retreated in the direction they came with the only two surviving tanks.

The whole battle started quickly and ended quickly.

When night fell, all the machines had withdrawn. One side won a bloody battle amidst its own accidental injuries and enemy slaughter, while the other side completely "disappeared from the face of the earth".

On this desolate desert, only large pieces of mechanical wreckage remain, telling the outcome of the battle.

However... one side failed to achieve the set goal (killing Meng) and suffered heavy losses, while the other side was just fighting a bloody battle with others until "death" without knowing the reason.

No matter who it is, the outcome of this battle seems to be the worst.

Hope is close to zero at the end of the volume

Three days after the battle.

Three fully armed girls appeared on the ground covered with yellow sand.

They traveled through the desert, searching every inch of land. Even though the surrounding scenery was somewhat distorted by the high temperature, they never stopped.

All around them was the desert and the scorching sun, the remains of machinery created by the heroic battles.

But no matter how they searched, they couldn't find the person who was supposed to be there. Only the damaged blade embedded in the shell proved that they were not in the wrong place.

The presence of the blade also made Hoshino look back carefully and take a look at the senior who was always energetic in the past but now had a gloomy face.

Meng noticed her gaze, forced out a crying smile, shook his head slightly, wordlessly indicating that he had not found the target.

Then the two of them looked cautiously at the expressionless silver-haired girl who was holding the instrument and searching for the situation underground.

Bai Zi's condition also surprised them. He was the person with the best relationship with Mo Lu, but after three days of searching, nothing was found. However, Bai Zi did not cry like a child, and he did not even feel like crying... He was so calm that it was frightening.

But the more this happened, the more worried they became, and they didn't even dare to leave her side.

Bai Zi herself didn't know what was going on with her. She thought she would cry her heart out, but when she looked at the ruined battlefield after the battle, she inexplicably couldn't shed a single tear.

She just felt an indescribable sense of despair enveloping her brain. Even though her thoughts were crying like a little child, she was completely unable to sort out or understand such emotions, let alone express them. She could only keep looking for Mo Lu's trace in the desert.

"I didn't expect that an accident would happen first. Teacher... Did you know about this a long time ago?" Looking down at the remains of the battle, Xingye unconsciously clenched his fists and muttered to himself like a dream: "You did fulfill our agreement, but no matter how important the agreement is, all the sacrifices made for it are not all acceptable. How can I repay this kindness to you..."

No one answered her question, only the hot wind kept blowing through her hair.

"Obviously I still have a lot of things I want to say to you, and I want to have a good relationship with you... I also want to talk to you more, but why... why couldn't I do it earlier..." Halfway through his words, Hoshino bit his lips hard, trying to stop the embarrassing whispers.

The corners of her eyes were wet with tears without her realizing it, but she could only look up at the sky, trying to hide the weakness in her eyes that were filled with sorrow and color.

At least now she didn't want to show weakness in front of Bai Zi... because they wanted to find Mo Lu in front of Bai Zi and hide "him" before he could accept the reality.

If he really saw the corpse, Bai Zi might not be able to maintain his will. His dreams, hopes and aspirations would be shattered and he would never be able to cheer up again.

Hoshino and Yume were so worried that even though the tears that flowed from their burning eyes were so many that they were annoying, they still tried their best to walk in front of Shiroko.

But no matter how they searched, they could not find the body.

No matter how much time passed, there was still no result. It was as if that person did not exist. There was no trace of him. They couldn't even find out who the target of the attack was, so they could only classify him as missing.

However, this might be the best outcome. At least it left them with a glimmer of hope, even if that hope was close to zero - but at least it was not complete despair.

Abydos

Chapter 1: Hitting Hayase Yuuka?

The veritable city center of Kivotos, the central area directly governed by the Federal Student Union - a bloody figure appeared without warning in front of the "Sacred Tower", the headquarters of the Federal Student Union.

“Guuuu——!?…It hurts!”

Suddenly he fell to the ground from mid-air, causing Mo Lu to groan in pain.

But when I opened my eyes hazily, I was blinded by the glare of the sun above my head... I subconsciously covered my face with my hands.

But as soon as he blocked the sun, he discovered that there was a tower-like building towering into the clouds on the "edge" of the sky.

"Why... in the desert... ah... come to think of it, the world has a red... filter?... is there something wrong with my eyes...? No, no, this is not a desert, why am I... here?"

Under the impact of the tank shell, although Mo Lu's head did not explode, his brain was almost shattered. The more he thought, the more his head hurt. He even could not remember what he had done before.

It’s not that he lost his memory, it’s just that his head was hit by the tank gun.

Just when his whole body was in pain, his lungs were almost sobbing, his upper and lower teeth were trembling in pain, and his head felt like it was being stirred by an electric drill...his chest was suddenly hit again.

“——Uwaaa?!”

Before he could utter a cry of pain, the people above him screamed in surprise, causing him to cover his chest and look up, only to see a strange girl standing by, looking at him with a puzzled look.

"Why, why is there someone lying on the road, and...?" The frightened girl squatted down and asked carefully: "Are you okay? Is this... blood all over your body? Is it real? But why is it..."

“How do you think...?” He glared at the girl in front of him fiercely.

The perpetrator has skin as white as snow and waist-length blue hair, with playful ponytails on both sides. She has a well-proportioned figure with healthy and fleshy white legs, a pair of big blue eyes and a pretty face. She is undoubtedly an impeccable beauty.

But he was dizzy and he was suspicious for no reason: "Could it be...you who beat me...like this? And now you want to...silence me?"

“Ha….Huh?!” The sudden accusation made the girl stunned for a moment. After she came to her senses, she almost jumped up to refute: “—No, no! I just stepped on it accidentally! It wasn’t me!!”

"....Really?" Mo Lu's face was full of suspicion, which made the girl excited and pulled out her gun. She almost sent him to hell: "——Really!"

"Then...can you...take me to the hospital first?"

"But I still..." She stopped talking subconsciously when she saw him on the verge of death. Even though she was used to gun battles in Academy City, she sighed and took out her phone. She reminded him while making a call: "Hold on! I'll call someone now!"

"....I try my best..."