Its hull was screaming as its outer shell was being subjected to massive, dense splashing impacts.
It hadn't been affected by the ground impact that could damage continental plates, but the splashing impacts were unavoidable.
Countless fragments produced by the heaven-and-earth collision destruction, like hail rain flowing upstream, were continuously pummeling its hull.
Although the power couldn't penetrate the fuselage in one blow, with such torrential impact density per second, it felt like it would be shattered within a few breaths.
Moreover, the high-temperature roasting made the hard outer shell gradually soften, making it easier to destroy.
But it was very unwilling—unwilling to die here like this.
Ever since being modified by the Empire's nobility, it could no longer fight joyfully on the battlefield, unable to unleash the power it should have as a weapon.
It had become like an ornamental object, which was truly unwilling.
So this strong unwillingness made it roar even louder, its engine serving as a medium to convey its emotions to the outside world, emitting an even more intense rumbling sound.
It unleashed the one hundred percent power its body should have had, surpassing one hundred percent, climbing toward higher altitude.
After several seconds like this, it broke through the hellfire from the ground trying to devour it. It saw the sky and approached the starry sky.
So it shook its fuselage slightly with some pleasure.
This shaking seemed to startle its pilot a little—how useless.
Well, actually the pilot was also very impressive, the most admirable person among all the pilots it had served—as impressive as itself.
How could they die here!
"Hmm?"
Ejie, who had broken through the flame storm surging up from the ground, was momentarily stunned because he sensed something, temporarily ignoring the severe pain of burns all over his body.
Did he seem to feel some emotions from this Thunderhawk gunship?
Was this the so-called machine soul?
That small push-back sensation just now exceeded this aircraft's capabilities—was this a buff brought by the machine soul?
However, he didn't have much time to think about these things now. He hadn't escaped the danger yet.
Gulp—
Several doses of Panacea went down his throat, further stimulating bodily regeneration and making his consciousness, which felt like it was about to faint, become clear again.
At the same time, he maneuvered the Thunderhawk gunship to detour as much as possible to the back of the falling fortress.
Because the fortress wasn't a real bomb, the destruction from impacting the ground wasn't omnidirectional power radiation.
So Ejie's purpose was to detour to the back of this fortress, where the impact would be weaker, with much of the force being absorbed by this massive fortress.
The Thunderhawk gunship performed like a flip and inverted flight, allowing him to better observe the situation below directly.
The entire hive was like a giant anthill that had been flattened, with the earth severely sunken.
The shockwave formed by the destruction also created small-scale crustal tsunamis. You could see the surface twisting and undulating like ocean waves, spreading in all directions.
This change left everything unrecognizable in its wake.
At the same time, the magma inside the crust seemed to be under tremendous pressure, gushing up from the crater that had been smashed out. Or perhaps this was some energy facility inside the hive itself plus the explosion inside the fortress producing flame surges that melted part of the material, forming magma surges that spread in all directions with the crustal tsunami.
In a trance, it seemed like he heard not only the death cries of countless people, but also the screams of the planet itself.
Suddenly, a huge shadow cast over him, giving Ejie an ominous feeling. He flipped the aircraft again and looked toward the sky.
This better not be another fortress about to crash down.
However, it looked like it wouldn't hit this area—the direction it was flying toward was—
Trouble!!!
That was where his interstellar spacecraft was located.
That might be the only one currently available, one of the super crystallizations of the Golden Age, his trump card for having some confidence to travel through this universe full of monsters and demons.
Although Yuuki Asuna was a young lady, she wasn't the type who opened her mouth for food and extended her hands for clothes, needing to be served.
Her upbringing didn't allow such behavior, and her parents were dedicated to raising her as an all-around talent they could be proud of.
So in terms of cooking, Yuuki Asuna naturally had good culinary skills.
Of course, cooking skills had to be learned, and few people could cook from the beginning.
So when Yuuki Asuna first started cooking, she naturally made some terrible dishes.
Among them, when learning to grill meat, she accidentally overheated it. The meat didn't directly turn to charcoal, but felt somewhat like burning and melting, sticking together.
And now, Asuna saw a scene that made her scalp tingle.
If a person were put into a giant oven and cooked, the situation would probably be about like this.
And this person was still alive. The chair he was sitting in also seemed to have fractured due to the high temperature and fell to the ground.
Part of this seemingly cooked person's body stuck to the chair like glue. As the chair fractured and fell, it tore away a layer, making Asuna's scalp tingle.
This was just like being skinned alive.
But soon, Asuna was attracted by an even more shocking scene.
Wh-what was that?!
The tragedy was indescribable, making Asuna's soul tremble.
This was a scene only seen in science fiction disaster films—what appeared to be a massive construct falling from the sky to the earth, producing incomparable great destruction.
This kind of tragedy could perhaps only be compared to Mount Fuji having a massive explosion.
Yes, a massive explosion, not a volcanic eruption.
The cause of this catastrophe was clearly war!
She also saw fighter aircraft still engaged in combat and saw the flames of war outside the atmosphere.
This combat was somewhat strange—some was machine versus machine combat, some seemed like biological things. Were they monsters or something?
She even saw another massive object, like something that blotted out the sun, sweeping over his fighter aircraft. Part of it glowed slightly red, clearly from friction with the atmosphere.
Looking at this continuously expanding red-hot area, this space fortress-like thing would obviously also crash to this planet's surface.
Now Asuna finally understood what Black Cat meant by saying Mr. Golden Toilet's encounter was struggling on the edge of death.
This wasn't just him struggling on the edge of death—this world, this planet was struggling on the edge of death.
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