Smoke and dust filled the air. Countless fiery meteorites streaked across the sky, and the occasional crash of a distant building collapsing sent tremors through the ground.
Against this backdrop of utter disaster, Sheng An stood covered in wounds from the battle, her hand raised firmly.
Behind her, Qiu Yu, Zhuang Fan, Li Wanyun, Long Tianyu, Nie Changshui... one after another, they struggled to their feet. In the half-lit, blood-red world, they stood like vivid banners.
No matter how badly the world was destroyed, no matter how violent the meteor shower became, no matter how many times they fell, they would still rise again.
They stood between heaven and earth, in a world of disaster.
-as though sounding the bugle of victory in this country's first battle.
That report, that image, appeared on every screen as communications gradually recovered, bringing the news to everyone waiting in fear and uncertainty.
The Chief Base Director watched the large screen, his eyes growing wet.
In a corner amid the crowds, Qi Lingwu slowly smiled.
Jiang Yu had already emerged from her space. Sniffling, she rubbed her forehead.
Ruan Zifeng stopped his patrol and broke into a radiant smile. Gu Qiansheng and Zuo Fan, Group A's strength superpower user, chuckled quietly among the inspection team.
In his hospital room, Song Linwei hovered between consciousness and oblivion, the corners of his mouth lifting weakly.
Hao Jingye, who had come to pick them up with Old Qin and Qin Xuan, stood nearby and watched them.
Then-
Sheng An smiled faintly and, finally able to let go, fell straight to the ground.
"Sister Sheng!"
Hao Jingye hurried into the Communications Department.
It was currently the most critical department. Countless people worked busily inside, while many others rushed back and forth.
Wan Yuan asked, "How's Sister