Since the time has not come, the option of exposing Gundam has not been considered.

Therefore, a camouflage armament developed among all the original additional armaments of the Energie, based on paint, mask and light student instrument, can be interpreted as a new type of MS when it has to be dispatched in public, and has a complete set of reasonable false data and false technologies to explain to the three major joints.

——Be prepared for any trouble.

Anyway, in the battle of this era, there is no need to expose any strength of Gundam. Just revealing a little is enough to complete the task.

"They were staying just outside the exploration radius of the ELS00Q. Only VEDA can calculate this."

The child's face under the mask has no emotion, cold and speechless, solemn and solemn.

Tieria was not worried about victory or defeat, she only asked one thing:

"Are you going to fight yourself?"

Rich in content.

Every move in a moment may lead to a huge change in the political trend of Aeon. He was once regarded as the savior of the people, and he was also promoted by coup forces as a terrible person who used a moment of dictatorship.

He is obviously just a dream-seeking child, but he has an extraordinary influence without realizing it. He is like a religious idol or the reincarnation of gods and Buddhas, and has become the type of person he hates the most in the eyes of the world.

The child answered speechlessly and lonely:

"I haven't fought on this ground for a long time."

It’s not that I haven’t fought, but that I haven’t fought in the eyes of the world.

The black, white and gray color combination paints, a large amount of filling combinations wipe out rich details, the steel angels move up with swords, break through the messenger of the air, and pierce the thug-like style that is about to activate the smoothbore cannon.

When this sword was pulled out, flames and smoke rose into the sky.

"LA Edenra, who is directing you?"

Asked without expectation for a moment.

The thug turned around one by one and attacked the unknown body.

"When tyranny and thugs begin, they dare to question this way? Your Raiser's existence will only bring disputes to the people and only hurt the people! We are not commanded, but from the maintenance and enthusiasm of the eternal order and great justice of the world. We are here to wake up your self-righteous madmen! Use it to witness the way of heroes!"

The excited tone seemed to think that he was executing some great justice, and the leading pilot shouted angrily:

"Super the Kurgis government, which has a long history and tradition, loves the people and good governance, hurts those great entrepreneurs who truly love the people and protect the people, want to establish their own businesses, and even want to harm other countries in the Mesopotamia. Have you ever thought about it? What a great sin! True justice will punish you! Crazy young soldiers! Don't you know your sins? Quickly disarm and accept it! In this way, heaven... will accept you! No - heaven -"

Until the end, the sounds in the public channel became shrill and long.

The silent child waved his last butcher knife.

But there is no paradise in this world, only human records will take your soul in -

So I saw the huge mouth of hell expanding constantly on my body, swallowing all his thoughts, his justice, and his passion.

"don't want!

The moment when fear surges into the brain, there is no time to tell the last shouts and ambitions, and life is coming to an end.

Why does justice end like this?

This is his last reluctance.

The dark red blood and pink flesh were crushed on the steel seats and buried with the steel.

This sword is not called the sword of justice, but is only a messenger who declares life and death.

The silent child finally spoke:

"You're defeated."

The bullets were red, the gunpowder was filled with smoke, and the sound of the rumbling battlefield shook the world...

Twilight faded at the end of the horizon, the whimpering wind and the weeping leaves, the goddess of eternal night shook off her long black hem, covering the moon and stars without any transparency, only iron and fire illuminating the dark city.

Black, white, and gray, with gloomy tones like funerals, move forward step by step, and when you lower your head, you avoid the direct attack of the thug-like blade. Under the right hand cannon, people and steel are equal.

The gloomy silence and monotonous moans were only the black shadow of the mobile warrior stretched to the end of the city.

This sudden terrorist attack has become a foregone conclusion.

The refugees watched the battle of the giants from afar.

"So beautiful, so beautiful! I, I want to ride it! Can we make it?"

The irrepressible excitement and uncontrollable passion burned Graham's heart like a ball of flame.

His voice fell into the boiling crowd and was no longer conspicuous, only the United people around him could hear it clearly.

Billy had no choice but to hold his forehead, but he couldn't figure it out either.

"It's indeed enough to match our test machine...how is it possible here?"

Reve Elman calmly judged based on what he saw and heard:

"I'm very interested...at least I'm the same generation as FLAG, no, and it may even be above FLAG. Raiser's test machine is indeed extraordinary, and the joint will not be silent about it."

The silent warrior ended all disputes and stood alone on the streets of the city. In people's unexpected gaze, it gently and meticulously used the steel hands to dig up the collapsed wall next to it.

——Why did Eoria give this steel a hand and feet?

——Is it to be as meticulous as humans at every moment, and to do things that humans cannot do?

He didn't know, but he was going to do it.

The flames were blown out, and under the messy wall, a pair of injured mother and son fell into the triangle, without even the strength to cry. The mother hugged the child tightly, and the mother's blood couldn't help but spit out from her mouth, falling on the child's innocent face that did not know how to die.

The powerless whisper became desperate in the sudden disaster.

In the blurred vision, the world is also constantly disappearing.

Is it like this that ordinary people, ordinary families, and ordinary dreams?

Only suddenly, the silver-white light of steel lifted the desperate roof.

In the blur, like Superman or Ultraman, a unique childhood longing passed by in a flash.

——Is it hallucination?

——No.

Death and life, ending and eternity.

Far from afar, the rescuers had arrived and joined the steel team together.

He did not choose to use mechanical pronunciation, but to his own child's voice:
Chapter completed!