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Taktron struggled in the air, trying to use the remaining strength to throw his other hand up, but it was all in vain. His feet dangled, unable to find any support, and every attempt to step back onto the rope ladder was as useless as treading air. As time passed second by second, Taktron felt his strength rapidly draining, and a hint of despair rose in his heart.
At this critical moment, Karenmu demonstrated his decisiveness and courage as a mechanical warrior. He firmly secured his body with his mechanical arm, ensuring that he would not fall while rescuing Taktron. Then, he climbed down a few steps and reached out with his sturdy mechanical arm, tightly grabbing Taktron.
Taktron felt the firm grip from Karenmu, and a sense of relief instantly filled his heart.
With Karenmu's help, Taktron finally made it safely back onto the Wind God-class. His breathing was still somewhat rapid, but the moment he safely returned to the ship, he felt an unprecedented sense of security and warmth. The Wind God-class successfully broke free from the explosion range at the last moment, escaping the violent shockwave that could destroy everything. John stood on the deck, his gaze fixed on the subtle bulge on the distant ground, the aftermath of the underground city's explosion. In that moment, he deeply felt the cruelty of war and the terror of power.
On the ground, the bodies of rat people are scattered everywhere, and the horrific scene of death is unbearable to look at. Those who have survived, after losing a large amount of fighting power, are no longer a threat. All that remains is scattered fleeing and feeble struggling. In the distance, the tide of war, which was once like a raging fire, is slowly coming to a halt. Without leaders like Laplace and the support of countless rat soldiers, the invasion of the rat people finally begins to show signs of defeat.
In this war, every team member has shown remarkable courage and determination. Not only did they successfully put an end to Laplace's mad plan, but they also pulled this world back from the brink of chaos and destruction. Their unity and mutual assistance became the key to turning the tide of the battle. And now, with the Wind God-class safely flying away, they can finally take a moment to catch their breath, looking forward to the day when they can return to a peaceful life.
John was panting, his face full of exhaustion but also with an excitement and satisfaction that was hard to conceal. He laughed and said, "Damn, oh my god, this time was really too thrilling, I need a long vacation." This sudden adventure, although extremely dangerous, allowed them to experience the power of teamwork and once again proved their own abilities and courage.
Afterwards, he slowly stood up and reached out to help up Taktron beside him. They exchanged a smile, no need for many words, as their trust and friendship were already enough. The door of the Wind God-class slowly closed, isolating them from the outside noise and danger, and the ship sailed steadily towards the direction of the Governor's Mansion, as if all this crazy fighting and life-threatening adventure was just a dream.
When the Wind God-class smoothly arrived over the Governor's Mansion, John looked down at the city through the observation window of the ship. In the city, although occasional sporadic gunfire and smoke could be seen, the intense scenes of large-scale frontal conflict from before were no longer present. The crisis of the Ratmen, the disaster that suddenly swept through the entire Yakannix Planet, seemed to have finally entered its closing chapter.
The Wind God-class slowly descended into the hangar, emitting a slight vibration, and then the mechanical sound subsided as the ship came to a complete stop. John and the others walked out of the Wind God-class and stepped onto the ground of the Governor's Mansion, surrounded by silence, a stark contrast to the tense atmosphere when they departed.
When John and his teammates emerged from the Wind God-class, Jojo Vich the captain was already there to greet them. A group of soldiers stood by Jojo Vich, each with bloodstains on their uniforms, evidence of the intense battle they had just experienced. Jojo Vich himself was no exception, his coat also stained with blood, but his determined gaze indicated that the blood was not his own.
Despite this, Jojo Vich did not appear heavy-hearted; instead, he exuded a sense of resilience and ease after the victory. He approached with a slight smile, seemingly celebrating the triumph of the battle and commending John and his team for their brave performance.
"Thank you, John, and all of you," Captain Jojo Vich said with immense respect and gratitude in his tone, "You have accomplished the impossible mission and made a significant contribution to this victory."
Alixia said indifferently, "Give us the antidote first, then talk! Hurry up!" As soon as Alixia's words fell, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Captain Jojo Vich was obviously a little at a loss due to this sudden demand. His eyes quickly scanned the faces of John and his team, trying to read some clues from their expressions.
"How many hours are left?" There was a hint of nervousness in Jojo Vich's voice, as if he himself was not entirely sure about the time.
Taktron raised his hand gently and answered in a very calm tone, "Actually, there's still quite a long time, about thirty hours." His voice showed no trace of anxiety, but instead revealed a hint of relaxation and confidence, as if he had never been too worried about the time from start to finish.
These words made Jojo Vich breathe a sigh of relief. He quickly took out a small box from his pocket, neatly containing several bottles of antidote. Jojo Vich walked briskly to Alixia and handed her the antidote, his expression changing from tension to a sense of relief and admiration.
"Here, this is what you deserve," Captain Jojo Vich said, with a barely perceptible tone of gratitude. "You are the heroes of this city, and the saviors of us all."
Alixia had just swallowed the antidote and almost immediately felt an unusual sweetness, completely different from the expected taste of medicine. Reacting quickly, she almost instinctively spat it out and exclaimed, "Damn, this is not medicine at all, it's sugar!"
Jojo Vich, the captain, appeared embarrassed yet respectful at this moment, bowing apologetically and explaining, "Sorry, there was actually no biological bomb from the beginning, it was just a scare." His voice was mixed with shame for his actions and respect for Alixia and her team.
The sudden revelation left everyone on the scene feeling shocked, not only because they had been deceived, but also because they had experienced so much hardship and struggle for this "non-existent biological bomb." However, looking at Jojo Vich's sincere repentant appearance, it was difficult for people to stay angry.
Jojo Vich tried to ease the recent embarrassment and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Alright! Let's not argue about this for now! Governor Marcus is already waiting for you! Please follow me!" His tone revealed a sense of urgency, as if he wanted to leave the awkward situation as soon as possible.
Alixia still feels angry about Jojo Vich's previous actions, but she also knows that now is not the time to pursue it. She can only stare angrily at Jojo Vich and his soldiers. John just shrugged helplessly, silently thinking that the deal with the "Mystery Shadow" this time was really not worth it. They both understood that in the face of such a huge crisis, any little trick seemed insignificant, but the feeling of being played with still made them unhappy.
So, guided by Jojo Vich, the group headed towards Governor Marcus, each harboring their own thoughts but also secretly anticipating what the outcome of this adventure might be.
"Warhammer - Chaotic Shadows of Mice" Part One - Conclusion
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