My Heart

The flames lasted for more than ten seconds before people gradually began to react.

Crying, screaming, terrified and furious roars, angry curses.

Everything descended into utter chaos.

Some squatted down and wept bitterly. Some shed tears and trembled silently. Some closed their eyes and pinched themselves over and over. Others furiously grabbed the spaceport staff beside them and demanded answers.

Wei He was stunned as well.

The happy faces of Sri Lanka and his wife from just moments ago still lingered in his vision.

There was also that sly little blonde girl, and all those passengers who had been alive just moments before.

In that single instant.

They were all gone.

"More than eight thousand people!!"

Someone beside him said in a trembling voice.

Wei He said nothing.

Even across his hundreds of years of experience, there had rarely been a sight as shocking as this.

In the Interstellar Era, a ship carrying more than eight thousand lives only needed one tiny accident.

Then, with a boom.

They all became fireworks.

At this moment, human lives were no different from ordinary combinations of protein, fat, and carbohydrates.

Beneath the flames of an explosion, all things were equal.

"No!!"

Not far away, Kelifir's furious cry nearly drowned out every other sound present.

She shot into the air and rushed toward the sky's protective force field, only to be immediately stopped and held fast by two armored spaceport guards.

"My little sister, my little sister is still on that ship!" A handsome little blonde boy rushed out from the crowd nearby.

He stared at the fireball in the sky and screamed.

"I read it in storybooks! Ships like that are guarded by cosmic angels! They must still be alive! The angels will save them!"

Behind the boy, a blonde couple with similar