(Miluno)
The faint, almost imperceptible blue light on Ceruno, the one that instinctively made people feel uneasy, vanished.
The personification of Earth's Crystal Will, that fellow named Terra, took back her "blessing".
"Hey, hey, since it was a combo move between me and Miluno, how about we call that last attack 'Galaxy Nova'?"
On the way back to the Central District command post, Ceruno, whom I was carrying around the waist, seemed quite upbeat.
I retorted:
"So is there any point to such a meaningless move name?"
"Aren't there still drones live-streaming in the sky! We can shout it out in front of the camera! That way we can gain a few more fans!"
Heh, she remembered her idol status at a time like this?
Still, this kind of thing was too embarrassing; these days, even those passionate anime didn't bother shouting out move names anymore!
Although no subsequent reinforcements had arrived yet, the drones flying out from the wormhole kept increasing in number, filming the scene on this side in real time. The live broadcast was probably still ongoing, and I wondered how Earth viewed this somewhat battered battle...
Did they feel like they had given the "the Other Side" a show of force, a heavy blow?
Or did they feel that they had traveled a long distance, only to deliver themselves to the doorstep and get severely beaten?
Looking only at the casualty numbers, it was undoubtedly the enemy's losses that were greater, and SpiCa could use this figure to brag a bit to the public.
However, the bulk of the casualties were those Monster Soldiers wearing standard-issue equipment with a combat power of only 5, mass-produced like dumplings on an assembly line. As long as the "Breeding Facility" still existed... as long as the "Great Blood" was