The Reincarnators had suffered even more devastating casualties, with fewer than one in a hundred surviving. The entire scene looked like the end of the world: smoke and dust filled the air, while despairing wails and unyielding resistance echoed amid the shattered ruins.
Chang Wei's figure abruptly appeared atop the ruins.
Metropolis, once an immensely prosperous city, had now become a victim of artillery fire. Countless Reincarnators had gathered here, and countless had fallen here. Their fates were like drifting leaves, swept away by a merciless storm.
"Tifa?"
Chang Wei had not expected to encounter an acquaintance in such a brutal environment.
Tifa, the woman who had once led the Goddess Team and fought bloody battles across countless reincarnation worlds, now lay quietly amid the ruins. Her clothes were somewhat disheveled, but her clear eyes still flashed with an unyielding light.
"Chang Wei?"
Tifa's voice trembled slightly. Clearly, she had not expected to meet an old acquaintance here either.
She struggled into a sitting position. Though she did not seem seriously injured, her exhaustion and weakness were impossible to conceal.
Just now, she had practically used her flesh-and-blood body to withstand the blast of an Energy Cannon from A ship.
"It's me. Long time no see."
Chang Wei approached with a smile, complicated emotions surging within him.
There was already a Tifa at home—his companion—but the Tifa before him was a comrade who had fought alongside him in the Main God Space, tagging along with him and clinging to his thigh. Though they shared the same origin, they were entirely different people.
He found it hard to let go of his feelings for either of them, especially the Tifa before him. The unique charm on her body made her impossible for him to ignore.
"Long time no see."
Tifa smiled