There was no hope for victory, and not even hope of escape.
She was very clear about her functions. As an analysis unit among the Ex-Machina, Schwi knew that her combat power could not even reach 32% of the output of the combat units. She also did not have the support of the connection support units, which were the biggest weapons of all the Ex-Machina, as a supplement to her combat power.
She was desperately searching, desperately thinking. After she had disconnected from the connection units, among the total of 2,751 types of Ex-Machina armaments, Schwi could only use 47 of them. And among these mere 47 types, she was desperately looking for a way to survive.
She compressed the corpses of the ultra-high-density Elves killed by the attack just now and used them to create a spherical, emerald-green particle membrane. Schwi wanted to use this to delay for a moment. The impact and power seemed to be expanding as if they were going to destroy the earth itself. As if she was taking a stroll in her own home, Azril casually cut through the emerald-green light membrane. It was so fragile that it could not even be stopped for a microsecond.
As long as Azril wanted to, she could crush this rogue piece of scrap metal into dust in just an instant. The only thing that prevented her from doing so was the unwillingness to have her collection damaged. However, this patience was also quickly wearing away in the gradually heating war around them.
"Isn't it time to give up resisting, Nyaa?" Impatience was already written all over her face. The lines on her face, which extended vertically from above her right eye to her jaw, had become a bit fiercer. Azril gave a big yawn. "I said I'll be as gentle as possible, Nyaa. Why don't you understand?"
The emerald-haired Flügel's killing intent was becoming more and more intense. She looked at the Ex-Machina below who was using her guns to support herself, desperately trying to maintain her standing posture. She was just a piece of scrap metal. She didn't even need to breathe. She was just a mechanical existence that relied on calculations, but at this moment, she was gasping for air like those low-life creatures... Had she gone mad?
Not caring about these trivial matters, Azril had completely run out of patience. With the next attack, she would make this piece of scrap metal disappear from this world. As the leader of this operation, she could not bear to suffer a failure.
"Die," A voice without much emotion. This was Azril's cold declaration of death. The Elves were rapidly gathering.
[Model Code—False Model: Withered Dragon's Roar]
This was a reenactment of the ultimate attack that once destroyed Riku's entire hometown. Even though she could not fully display its power due to her lack of computing power, Schwi still used this move that she had secretly decided never to use again, putting all the Elves she could summon into it to meet the blazing white light that Azril was swinging at her.
Only because she wanted to live. She wanted to see Riku again. She wanted to see everyone who was so full of life.
She could not bear this death. She could not bear the future of never seeing Riku again.
She would not be considered an ally by the Dwarf. Even at this moment, a shell from the Dwarf boomed and exploded next to Schwi. The scorching flames and temperature almost ignited her fair skin, which was different from a machine's. Biting her lip hard, Schwi was shouting in her heart.
In fact, when the Dwarf and the Flügel appeared here at the same time, her mission was already completed. The only goal that now echoed in her entire heart was to survive.
The emerald-green explosion light evaporated as soon as it touched the earth's crust. The vaporized red gas even caused a small-scale earthquake. The molten sand and soil, with a temperature of several thousand degrees, instantly reached the stratified layer. This was a direct hit that even the Dragon could not ignore. This was a power that was enough to reshape the planet.
Under this ultimate attack that once belonged to one of the three Dragon kings, the Withered Dragon, when it was about to die, the airships that were affected were also annihilated into dust. The place that could once be called a city on the ground beneath their feet was now a flat plain, submerged by the molten lava that fell from the sky.
In this rain of lava, that small wooden house was still swaying.
If she wanted to escape, this was the only chance.
Tearing open space and opening a rainbow-colored hole, Schwi curled her body and wrapped herself in the broken space. Anywhere would be fine. Any direction would be fine. She would leap to the farthest distance...
"Isn't it a bit presumptuous to show off your spatial manipulation ability in front of us Flügel, Nyaa?"
In a casual posture of lying on her side and supporting her head with one hand, Azril had already gently placed one hand on Schwi's neck. It was colder than the coldest ice. It was the chill of death. Death, death.
An attack that was enough to split the heavens and the earth apart did not even scratch her clothes. No matter how powerful an attack was, if it couldn't hit the target, it was as if it didn't exist. Not to mention that the Withered Dragon's Roar that Schwi reproduced, with her limited functions, was not even half as powerful as the original version.
"No," The word came out of her mouth subconsciously. It was Schwi's timid voice. "Don't die... I don't want to die!!"
"The joke's over here, Nyaa~~"
"I was just scaring you, Nyaa~" Before Schwi, who had suddenly raised her head at hearing these words, could say anything, the words that Azril said next made her soaring heart fall to the bottom of a valley once again. "If I killed you directly, how could I get such a valuable collection, Nyaa~~"
Without any mercy, before the emerald-haired Flügel's voice had even fallen, Schwi's limbs were already directly crushed by her. Even her entire body below her chest had disappeared.
In the smooth cross-section, broken parts were still flashing with blue and white sparks, and scattered wires were twisted like a mess.
"Alright, alright~~~, now I've got a super, super, super~ precious collection that will make all my sisters envious, Nyaa~~~"
Her words of admiration were so full of joy that every syllable couldn't help but float. However, Schwi seemed to have not heard Azril's words at all. She was still muttering to herself, yearning for the fairy tale that said if you repeat something ten thousand times, it will become a reality.
A transparent liquid flowed from her amber-colored eyes. It was a function she had secretly added to herself in private to make herself look more like an Imanity. She had wanted Riku to discover it first...
Blankly, Schwi watched those transparent liquids drip into this rainbow-colored space, spreading in the air, as if her thoughts had been lost, and she had completely turned into a mechanical doll. The words lingered in her small, newborn heart.
'I really want to go see the sea with Riku... Su'er said...'
'Under the sun... a sea more beautiful than jewels...'