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As the portal collapsed, like the end of a nightmare, the once terrifying and surreal gateway was now just a torn remnant of energy. In its final moments of collapse, the portal involuntarily expelled a group of unfinished transmissions of rat people, who twisted briefly in the air and ultimately ended their lives in the most undignified manner—becoming a large mass of unformed flesh and blood, gruesomely splattering on the platform, creating a bloody and horrifying slaughterhouse.
Above this scene that was too gruesome to look at, a glimmer of light abruptly appeared above their heads. Looking up, it was the bottom of the Wind God-class, which had burst open a crack large enough for the light to penetrate. The beam of light, like a redeeming arm, reached into this abyss of darkness and death. The arrival of the Wind God-class not only ensured escape from this chaos, but also seemed to tell them that even in the deepest darkness, hope and light still existed.
With the mechanical yet slightly humorous voice of Boudrias transmitted through the communicator of the Wind God-class, a sense of relief involuntarily rose in the hearts of the four. "Hahaha! Don't worry, your savior has arrived." This statement, at this moment, was not only a declaration of assistance but also sounded like the trumpet of the end of the battle.
The firepower of the Wind God-class was fully activated at this moment, like righteous arrows descending from the sky, mercilessly bombarding the already fragmented and incomplete portal. With each shell falling, there came deafening explosions, shattering the stones that composed the portal, and the soaring dust obscured the sky, as if clearing away all traces of chaos and evil.
With the firepower support of the Wind God-class, the platform that was once filled with terror and despair is now only covered in smoke and ashes. The four of them stand on this land that was once a battlefield, looking at the righteous messenger in the sky - the Wind God-class. Besides gratitude, they also feel immense relief. They know that with the destruction of this portal, the battle has finally reached its conclusion.
John and his team step out from the cave that provided cover, and the scene before them is completely different from the previous chaos. John stretches and yawns, half mockingly and half puzzled, "Hey, so the so-called explosion wasn't much of anything, huh?" His voice reveals a hint of surprise at the contrast after the tense battle just now.
Alixia remained silent, her eyes showing a hint of confusion. Perhaps she had expected a more spectacular sight when the portal collapsed, or a more intense struggle from the forces of chaos. However, what lay before her now seemed to fall short of their anticipated grandeur.
The calmness of it all stood in stark contrast to the tension of the previous battle. Nevertheless, John and his team knew that they had completed their mission, not only successfully preventing a disaster but also safeguarding every life on Yakannix Planet. Even though the outcome did not unfold as dramatically as they had imagined, the significance of this victory could not be measured by mere explosions or visual effects.
John turned towards the Wind God-class and waved his hand, shouting in a loud and somewhat relieved voice, "Heavens, please take us away from here." John, Alixia, and Karenmu then proceeded to climb the rope ladder that the Wind God-class had lowered, each step steady and firm, as if stepping away from the shadows of the recent battle and towards an unknown tranquility.
However, as they boarded the ship, Taktron remained behind, staring fixedly at the destroyed teleportation gate. His gaze revealed deep contemplation, as if searching for some answer or hidden secret within the shattered stones and the remnants still emitting faint energy. This profound gaze seemed to penetrate through time and space, attempting to decipher the deeper meaning behind this event.
John turned back and saw Taktron still standing there lost in thought, so he loudly reminded, "Taktron, we need to go!" However, Taktron seemed to be waiting for some important moment that he deemed necessary, perhaps for some kind of confirmation about the event.
Alixia had already safely boarded the Wind God-class and stood at the ship's side, shouting to Taktron still on the ground, "Hey! Tau! Stop daydreaming! Hurry up and come aboard! Don't forget we have some kind of biological bomb inside us!" Her voice carried both urgency and concern, as their situation was no joke for anyone.
Taktron still stood in place, seemingly seized by a certain thought. His body leaned forward slightly, as if all his attention was focused on a major discovery in his mind. Suddenly, he jerked his head up, a flash of realization in his eyes, as if he had grasped something crucial. He then shouted loudly, the urgency and importance evident in his voice.
The sudden shout made the teammates waiting on the Wind God-class involuntarily look towards him, waiting for Taktron to make his next move or provide an explanation. In this life-and-death moment, any detail could be the key to survival, and Taktron's discovery undoubtedly put everyone on edge.
Taktron's movements were fast and urgent, almost leaping up and climbing the rope ladder that Wind God-class had let down using both his hands and feet. His actions were so swift that even the usually calm Alixia couldn't help but feel a hint of nervousness. As he climbed, Taktron shouted loudly, "Hurry up and start the ship! Quick, this place is about to explode!" His voice was urgent and filled with panic, alerting his teammates on the ship to the seriousness of the situation.
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