He raised his head and looked up with golden eyes at Edward who was standing in front of him. "You guys...go...go chase him." "Asshole, weren't you very handsome when you threatened just now?" Edward sighed and turned to Ivar who was standing beside him. "Ivar, he's in your hands." “Oh? Are you sure?” Ivar’s light green eyes flickered slightly. “The [Red Gold Dragon] Akaya Aziz is not some unknown person. You alone…” "I won't hold back, don't worry." Edward's brows were slightly furrowed, and anger was burning in his silver pupils. "I'll end this soon." Ivar stared at Edward in silence for a while, then sighed and waved his hand helplessly: "Alright, alright, leave this old man to me. I won't let him die." "You..." Aleph struggled to stand up, "You go with Edward, don't leave him alone..."
"Don't be a hero, Aleph," Edward glanced at Aleph, "keep the flame. If you die, the federal army will be full of the followers of that immortal old man." Having said this, Edward slowly strolled to the lava river surrounding the Tower of Babel and pulled the crimson dog tag off his neck. "You are one of the few people who have seen the Pure White Fireworks. No matter what, please leave the fire behind." Edward said as he threw his dog tag and the Wilkin sniper's dog tag into the lava river, and hot sparks splashed out. Looking at Edward's back, Aleph seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. He could only silently watch the black stone road rise from the bottom of the lava river, forming a road to the Tower of Babel. Standing in front of the road, Edward turned his head. His cold silver eyes pondered for a moment, then he turned around, walked to Aleph, took out the diary he had been writing from his waist, and handed it to him: "It's windy up there, I'm afraid the diary will be blown away," Edward said calmly, but he couldn't hide his slight anxiety. "Can you keep it for me for a while?" "Hey...Edward..." Aleph looked at his old friend hesitantly, "You wouldn't..." "Don't think too much. A disabled person should at least do something. Otherwise, you will be completely useless." Edward looked down at Aleph and smiled softly: "I say, you should really use a blade when shaving, right? Automatic razors make you as sentimental as a sissy, don't they?" "Hey, you really are...ah..." The old story was brought up again. Aleph sighed, and his dark face showed helplessness at first, and then turned into a frank smile: "That's right. When you come back, I'll give you the automatic razor. Otherwise, you won't be able to kiss your little white flower properly." "Heh...asshole." Edward said nothing more. He turned and walked towards the gate of the Tower of Babel. He slowly raised one hand and waved: "Well, see you later." "See you." Aleph's response came from behind, but Edward didn't even turn his head and walked straight towards the gate of the Tower of Babel.
After crossing the dark road, Edward raised his head and gazed at the Tower of Babel reaching into the clouds. This is the foundation of the Federation, an ultimate weapon with a range covering the entire Ademir continent. The old men in the [Academy] use this as authority and attempt to climb to the throne of God. Godly throne? Why do those creatures born from the soil always want to elevate themselves to a position that does not belong to them? It is so boring. Edward sighed, then lowered his head and looked directly at the gate on the huge tower. "This is the second time, and it will be the last time." Muttering this, Edward took a step forward and entered the Tower of Babel. ...... After the high-speed tower ladder had been running for more than ten minutes, the silver door in front of Edward finally opened. A violent gust of wind swept into the elevator compartment, blowing Edward's messy hair into waves. "Okay, time to finish the last bit of work." Edward slowly stepped out of the elevator and walked into the death arena swept by the strong wind: Top of the Babel The Tower of Babel is about 2000 meters high. It rises from the Academian Federation at the southern end of the continent, with its tip reaching deep into the clouds. This is a height that no human being except the Federation has ever reached, and it is a true miracle. No one has ever speculated how the Academy could build a terrifying building of such a height with the current level of technology. Even without its devastating destructive power, just building a building to this level is already an unimaginable thing. Therefore, the myth about the Tower of Babel spread among the people. Some people believed that the Tower of Babel was a gift from the gods, while others believed that it was an epic relic left by some previous civilization. But to Edward, the Tower of Babel was just... "..just a boring toy for old men." The factor shield slowly unfolded on Edward's body, shielding him from the strong air currents at high altitudes. The arena in front of us is very vast. There are two elevator shafts around the arena, corresponding to two passages leading directly to the top of the Tower of Babel. Edward looked around and saw the golden figure at the other end of the field. "——May the scorching wind of the Visa Desert strip off your skin, may the pure white sea of flowers accept your remains, may the Lord of Embers' merciful hands take you into the void (Wilkin's words)." "no, do not want!" "Click——" With a wave of his hand, the [Red Gold Dragon] Akaya Aziz stabbed the struggling man on the ground with the golden spear. “Ah!! Uh…ah…” The man on the ground struggled in pain for a while, blood came out of his mouth, and his eyes gradually lost their luster. "From dust to dust, from ashes to ashes (Wilkin)."
Akaya muttered, and pulled out the golden spear fiercely, causing a spurt of blood to splash onto his handsome cheek. He seemed to be aware of Edward's arrival, and slowly turned around, squeezing out an evil smile on his blood-stained face: "Ah, I've been waiting for you for a long time, [Red Shadow]," Akkaya slowly walked towards Edward, the golden spear in his hand spinning continuously, "In order to prevent them from interfering with our sacred duel, I dealt with them in advance. I hope you don't mind." Edward looked behind Akkaya, where two other bodies were lying on the ground, looking ugly. One person defeated an entire team that had the power to climb to the top of the Tower of Babel. As rumored, the Red Gold Dragon Akkaya Aziz was no ordinary person. But even so, he was by no means an enemy that Edward could consider. Without saying a word, Edward took out the butterfly knife from his waist and swung it gently. The red factor attached to the silver blade, which trembled slightly in the strong wind. "Ah, you don't want to say anything? Edward von Valantia," Akkaya looked at Edward who said nothing, and smiled somewhat dissatisfiedly, "You are facing the [Red Gold Dragon] Akkaya Aziz, the King of the Golden Throne..." The factor bracelet turned, and with a flash of red light, Edward instantly moved in front of Akkaya and swung the sharp blade in his hand - "clang--" In the violent wind at the top of the Tower of Babel, sparks of genetic energy burst forth. ...... Got Your Six (Part 2) "Akaya Aziz, he is stronger than I thought..." Leaning against a rock, Aleph was staring blankly up at the Tower of Babel in front of him, his golden eyes covered with a layer of mist. Ivar stood silently beside him, treating his wounds with bandages, his light green eyes full of helplessness. "It seems... not all Wilkins are sissies." Looking up at the tall Tower of Babel, Aleph could not help but imagine the scenery that could be seen from up there. He thought that he was about to climb up the Tower of Babel and solve the last hurdle of breaking the Blood Pact with Edward. However, in the end, everything fell on Edward alone. "That idiot, I can't catch up with him at all..." Ivar didn't say anything. He tied the bandage around Aleph's waist and handed him a bottle of painkillers. "Thank you," Aleph looked up at Ivar and gave a tired smile, "I'm really sorry to bother you, Ivar. I usually treat you like that, and now I'm becoming a burden to you." Having said this, Aleph opened the bottle of painkillers, took out two tablets and stuffed them into his mouth. "Ah...it seems we have to wait here for the Federation rescue boat..." The light green eyes drooped slightly, and Ivar's mouth was slightly pursed, as if he was trembling, or hesitating. He still didn't speak, and he hadn't spoken since he started helping Aleph deal with his injuries. After a while, Ivar sighed softly, as if he had made up his mind. “I have to do it.” "Huh? What?" Aleph looked at Ivar, confused. "You mean..?"
Ivar ignored Aleph and took out a piece of paper from his waist. He slowly unfolded it and read it softly: "【Cake】...【Birthday】...【Withered Flower】...【Mud】..." "Ivar?" Aleph was a little confused by Ivar's behavior. "What are you... reading?" Ivar ignored Aleph and continued to read: "【The Undertaker】...【Earssa】...【The Waves】...【Cheese】..." Ivar read faster and faster, and gradually his tone became sharper: "【Scavenger】...【Apocalypse】...【Thermos Bottle】..." At the end of the note, Ivar raised his head high, his light green eyes suddenly widened, looking up at the Tower of Babel that reached the sky, and read out the last word: "The Babel..." After he finished speaking, the ink-colored traces gradually spread in Ivar's eyes, like ink dripping into clear water. His body trembled, as if in pain, or as if he was in some kind of intense desire that he couldn't suppress. When Ivar lowered his head again, Aleph saw that his eyes had turned dark green. "I'm reading the eulogy, Aleph!" Ivar's voice became sharp and mean, very different from before, which made Aleph stunned. "You..what did you say..." "Lie down, you old fool. Daddy still has work to do~" Ivar laughed a few times, then drew out two scimitars from his waist and skillfully turned them around in his hands several times. He slowly walked to the lava river, pulled his dog tag off his collar, then took out the guard's dog tag and threw them into the lava river together: "Rumble..." With a deafening sound, the dark road rose from the bottom of the river for the third time, forming a bridge to the Tower of Babel. Ivar said nothing and stepped onto the road. Looking at Ivar's expression, Aleph suddenly realized something. He struggled to get up, but the wound on his waist prevented him from moving. He could only struggle desperately: "wait wait wait!" Aleph stretched out a hand towards Ivar's back: "You! What are you going to do! Why now! You!" Ivar still ignored Aleph. He hummed a little tune and walked towards the gate of the Tower of Babel with brisk steps, leaving Aleph alone leaning against the boulder and struggling. ...... On the top of the Tower of Babel, Edward rushed towards Akkaya for the third time in the strong wind, swinging the butterfly knife in his hand. "clang--"
The golden spear of the [Red Gold Dragon] effortlessly blocked the blade of the butterfly knife, emitting a burst of factor energy sparks. “No, Red Shadow,” Akkaya laughed, “Could it be that they really have overpraised you?” Edward didn't say anything. He just gently released his strength and threw the butterfly knife into the air. After spinning it a few times, he caught it again and slashed it three times: "Dang——dang——dang——" The golden spear in Akkaya's hand accurately caught the three slashes from Edward, and sparks exploded one after another accompanied by the sound of metal colliding. Taking advantage of the gap when Akkaya blocked, Edward lowered his body, activated the factor bracelet, entered the [factor potential energy] and hit Akkaya's chest fiercely.