They couldn't care less and looked at each other somewhat bewilderedly.

Miya looked at him intently, her eyes as clear as lake water, and asked confusedly: "Do you still have the dagger on you?"

Fang Yu didn't know what this meant. The dagger had been lost on the ground. But thinking of what happened before, he still nodded. At that moment, he suddenly saw Miya lowering her head slightly and whispering something.

What? Fang Yu was stunned for a moment.

But suddenly, he felt a slight chill in his heart.

Miya covered his mouth with one hand, raised her right hand and moved it upwards. The sharp war blade pierced his chest directly, piercing the heart beating at that position. Arterial blood spurted out and flowed along her chest.

The blade surged out, dazzling like bright red wine.

Fang Yu's eyes reflected the dazzling red. He looked at Miya's calm face again until both of them began to become a little blurry, but he was still a little unbelievable.

"Miya, you..."

"I'm sorry, Ed," Mia replied quietly, "but I have to get it."

This time he finally heard it clearly, but his body slid down weakly.

The former supported his body, which was gradually losing its temperature, and let him lean against him gently. Then he whispered: "Don't worry, Ed, you won't die. That dagger is an incomplete dragon soul carrier. It

At least it has the power to revive, even the dead zone cannot stop it."

"I owe you this, Ed..."

She carefully laid him down on the ground, and Fang Yu's eyes began to lose focus.

She also said something, "...the crystal used to make it has a lot to do with this place. I originally thought it would save your life when you diverted 'Certa' away, but I didn't expect it to be used here."

…”

Fang Plover could no longer hear the rest of the words clearly.

But he was actually shouting in his heart - Gods of Etalia, he has already used the power of that holy crystal! No! Help!

Miya finally let go of his hand, but the strength had already left his body. Fang Pliong opened his mouth, only to spit out a mouthful of blood. He tried in vain to grab Miya's hand, trying with all his strength to tell

She——she can still save herself.

But it came up empty.

Instead, Miya held his hand and watched with a calm expression as he gradually lost his vitality.

Fang Yu's hand finally dropped, and his consciousness quickly left his body. The crown dropped from mid-air, fell to the ground with a loud sound, rolled around a few times, and the light above it suddenly dimmed.

Only half of the emblem remained firmly on the back of his hand.

All sounds seemed to be far away. In the blur, Fang Plover saw a pair of slender hands holding the crown. That quiet gaze glanced at him for the last time, and Miya's mouth opened and closed, seeming to say something to him.

After saying something, he turned around and left.

There was only darkness and a chill that was gradually penetrating to the bones.

It's time to leave this world.

Fang Plover thought.

Before everything could go dark, he suddenly thought of another thing.

In Etalia, there seems to be no precedent for stowaways getting into trouble in the Dead Zone.

Wait a moment--

He doesn't have glow material equipment, so he won't really die in this place, right?

Fang Yu suddenly thought of this horrifying possibility.

…

The stargate between the orbits of the earth and the moon was built in the middle of the century. It was formerly a spaceport from the European Union to the asteroid belt mining area. It was abandoned in the late 1960s. After the signing of the "Suva Declaration", the port was reactivated.

And transformed it into what it is today——

Looking down from the fourth orbit, the Star Gate looks a bit like an erected white ring. But in the daytime, that is, when the sun shines directly, it shines brightly, and looks unusually majestic against the sea blue background.

and magnificence.

In comparison, the Russian Federation's Soyuz 21 supply ship is like a shining silver speck.

The spacecraft is entering the parking orbit, but it seems to be drunk and swaying.

In the Star Port area, the port staff were scolding the Maozi pilots for not following the rules. They had already occupied three or four routes and made daily plans a mess. Two robotic arms were slowly approaching, trying to move the aircraft that had deviated from the route.

The spacecraft was pulled back into the controllable area.

"If they do this a few more times, I think we can have another holiday." A clerk said through the glass window of the console, looking at the long row of spaceships parked in the port area.

"The main reason is the lack of manpower." Another person clicked on a bunch of switches on the console, then picked up the intercom and said: "A107 confirmed, Port Area 3."

"Because the opposite side has been busy recently, No, I have another return application here, and it's a tourist without equipment." The first person heard the buzzer and looked back at the screen. "No.

The war in the second world has already affected the first world. This is the second batch of tourists returning this month. Let me see, this guy entered six months ago. Hey, he stayed long enough."

He clicked a few times on the touch screen.

"Speaking of which, where is your friend?"

"You mean porn?" The man laughed: "That guy took a private job and was imprisoned. He was lucky. If it weren't for the current shortage of manpower, he might have to go to a military court."

"Taking private jobs?" The second person was a little surprised. He seemed to have heard a historical term and smacked his lips: "There are still people taking private jobs. Hasn't the sightseeing channel been opened for several years? Are there still such fools?"

"There are always some fools." The man spread his hands helplessly.

At this time, the second person suddenly stood up and looked out the window at the port area in disbelief. "What's going on? A lot of people came out, and some people were killed? This is incredible. Who sent so many people without stars?

?”

"Is it the battle in the Dead Zone?" The first person reacted and looked over there.

And within the port area.

Scape was looking at Querod coming out of the star gate with a wry smile.

"Are you coming out too?" she asked teasingly.

"Yes," Quelord hugged his girlfriend, with a very lonely look on his face: "Where are the others?"

"A few little girls are crying outside, and the others are no better," Scarpet sighed. The feeling of being really dead was really uncomfortable. She shook her head: "

Did you see Ed in the passage?"

Quelord was stunned for a moment: "Didn't he come out?"

He was a little surprised at first, but then he looked at his girlfriend. Both of them had surprised smiles on their faces.

"This boy."
Chapter completed!