From the onslaught of giants to the heavens and the world

Chapter 142 Peake Fingal

Like a small animal that hides in the sand all day because it is afraid of the sun.

Humans dug it out of the sand and put it in the palm of their hand.

Under the sun's exposure, under the gaze of huge creatures.

The little animal flinched, trembling uncontrollably.

Just like Peake Fingal lying in Roger's palm at this moment.

Although the two are of the same age, Roget has now transformed into a giant and holds Pique, a giant of racing power, firmly in the palm of his hand.

Because he had just been forcibly pulled out of the car giant's body, there were still marks on Peak's face that the nerve connection lines controlling the car giant were broken and pulled away.

Healing steam continued to emerge from her body, making her body temperature remain high.

As a giant at this time, Luo Ge was not very clear about the touch of his palm.

But even so, he still felt Pique's fear and the faint trembling of her body.

"Please, Mr. Roger."

Peake closed his eyes and waited for Roger to control the giant, put her in his mouth, snap the spine with his teeth, and suck her spinal fluid.

With tears in her eyes, she was not reconciled to this ending.

Roger.

If only we were just ordinary people.

If only we weren't Eldians.

It would be great if we could love each other.

Tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, slid down his face, fell down, and shattered in Roger's palm.

Roger rolled his eyes and looked at the old friend in his palm.

This is the first time he has hesitated since he was a child.

It should also be his last hesitation.

"r... ro..."

The giant of the Jaw Armor uttered a few syllables.

Because of the unique structure of its jaw, it should have been unable to speak.

Roger knew it too.

But just now, he did say something.

And that sentence, he never wanted Pique to hear it.

Pique slowly opened his eyes, looking at Roger in front of him.

She didn't know why he took so long to do it.

Obviously he is such an absolutely self-interested person, but keeping her is obviously not good for him.

Or rather...

"Roger, you..."

【What’s wrong with you? 】

[Quickly eat her. 】

[The patience of the Chariot Giant is quite a complement to your Warhammer Giant. 】

【Eat her, your abilities can become more comprehensive. 】

"I can not."

【? 】

【What's the meaning? 】

"I made a promise, I said I would never eat her."

【Um?when? ! 】

"When I was very young."

[Oh, it's just a child's joke. 】

[What are you thinking about? 】

"I never ask for help from others, and I never owe others," Roget said. "If I eat Pique, then I will never be able to make up for my debt to her."

[No debts! 】

[This is not the time to talk about righteousness! 】

【Isn't your personality absolutely selfish? ! 】

[Let her go, you will regret it! 】

【You will definitely regret it! 】

"I don't regret it, I say one thing." Roger repeated again, "I never owe others, let alone forget my promise."

After speaking, Roger controlled the Jaw Armor giant, and put Pique in his palm on the ground.

Standing firmly on the ground, Pick looked at Roger calmly.

"Are you going to let me go?"

Roger didn't say a word, the giant in the armor of the jaws just crouched on the ground, watching Pique quietly.

Peake's figure looked particularly thin in the chaotic streets. She raised her head and the breeze ruffled her black hair.

Different from the fierce soldier in the past, Pique at this time is like a girl who has just haircut, holding a bunch of cloves in his hand instead of a cold bullet.

She looked at Roger's giant.

Roger's giant looked at her.

Silently, Roger controlled the giant, stretched out his little finger, and bent it.

Pull the hook.

Combine today's cruelty with yesterday's sincerity.

Seeing this, Pique also stretched out his hand, and carefully placed his pretty white palm on his huge little finger, feeling his temperature with each slender finger.

this moment.

Time seemed to pause.

Everything around was shattered.

The world seemed to turn upside down in an instant.

Pique had tears in his eyes, and his heart felt sour.

She saw a different scene.

She saw lilacs.

She saw the pile of sand from her childhood.

She saw the smiling Roger from before.

I also saw that they were no longer discriminated against and chased towards the school.

Reflected by the setting sun, they imprinted each other's smiles in their hearts.

Heartfelt feeling.

The moon by the window.

Endless diary.

Photo of the bottom of the pillow.

--"let's be together!"

They made a pact with each other.

They make a private life.

They walked into the hall hand in hand.

There are colored balloons.

There is a white wedding dress.

Words of blessing.

Many people sat under the stage, clapped their hands, and scattered flower petals to them.

Lena was there too.

He smiled and put his arm around Roger's shoulder.

——"You boy, I really belong to you."

—— "Hey, let me tell you a little thing."

——"I think back when you were crying and shouting to see the giant succession ceremony."

——"Pike found out."

— "But guess what she said?"

——"I don't hesitate to break the rules, and risk losing the inheritance rights to keep it secret for you."

——"Really, you boy, how can you have such a great charm! Hey!"

The picture dissipated, and Pique's fantasy finally returned to reality.

Without hesitation, she hugged the giant Roger's hand.

"why……"

She whimpered softly.

"Why did you become like this?"

"Why are you so special..."

"Obviously..."

"You are the enemy."

"Obviously you..."

"It's my enemy!"

"but,"

"but……"

Tears flooded her cheeks.

"Are we really going to fight each other to the death?"

"Mr. Roger."

"come back."

"I do not want to leave you."

"..."

Seeing Pique like this, Roger paused.

Gently stroking the top of her head with a giant thumb, looking at her who was as harmless as a bird, Roger blinked and looked into the distant future.

however……

Just when he raised his head and looked into the distance.

Suddenly.

He saw the underside of the airship.

A large-caliber cannon was assembled.

"How dare you hurt Miss Pique?! Bastard Roger! I will make your life worse than death!!"

Behind the cannon, a group of Malai soldiers nervously arranged the cannon mounts.

The fat member of the machine gun squad just witnessed the death of his comrade-in-arms Beik.

The photo of his girlfriend was in his hand, stained red with blood.

His fingers were stiff until death, pinching the corner of the photo, but he couldn't pull it off.

The fat team member couldn't accept this reality, he couldn't bear the painful death of his comrades!
Picking up the cannonball, he took off his military uniform jacket, and with the strength of one person, picked up the cannonball that two people could barely handle.

filling.

aim.

emission!

boom!
The shell pierced the sky and landed behind Roger!

"?!"

Roger was taken aback when he saw a house completely blown up and razed to the ground!
this……

Could it be a new weapon conceived in the Middle East a few years ago.

Anti-giant armor-piercing cannon? !
"Don't give him a chance to react! Calibrate now! Reload quickly!"

The fat team members yelled at the top of their lungs.

Roger reacted.

Grabbing Pique in the palm of his hand, he ran towards the distant building!

"Roger?"

Pique was pinched in the palm of his hand, tightly covered by two giant hands, only the tiny gap between the fingers was exposed.

With his hands glowing, Roger concentrated the power of the war hammer and the armored giant, and the armor on his hands was double reinforced.

But right now!
whoosh-

boom! !

With a bang, Roger found himself hit.

The cannonball shot into the back, pierced through the chest, and opened a huge bloody hole.

as well as……

Carefully protect the hands on the chest.

"Pick?"

The loose hair danced, and the giant in the battle armor of the jaw suddenly...

Speak suddenly and painfully,

Falling helplessly in a pool of blood,

Healing steam rises from a pair of shattered palms,
Like a puppet with a broken thread,

Like a kite with its face broken,

Take up two wisps of sad smoke...

(End of this chapter)