Rebuilding Terra

In that mysterious and vast heaven, it seemed to be shrouded in a dreamlike mysterious halo. Time was like a mysterious river flowing quietly, and every minute and every second seemed to contain endless suspense and unknowns, as if every moment hid countless mysterious stories waiting to be revealed. Three days later, a storm that was enough to shake the entire heaven was brewing quietly at the edge of the sky, like a storm cloud about to descend, as if a thrilling storm of fate was about to sweep across this mysterious world.

Bakar, the majestic and powerful king, stood like an unshakable mountain on the top of his magnificent palace. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his deep and cold gaze seemed like two mysterious rays that could penetrate endless time and space, as if they could see through the fate of all things in the world hidden in the fog.

He stood there quietly, with his majestic dragon army behind him. The dragons stood quietly, exuding a powerful and frightening aura, which was like a surging wave, making people tremble with fear. Their scales, shining with mysterious light, shone like a dream in the warm sunlight, as if every scale was silently telling of their endless power and glorious glory, as if announcing their invincible power to the whole world.

According to the previous agreement, Taneba silently played the role of the despised betrayer among the Seven War Gods. He felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart, but he knew that he had to do it. He led the dragon army and slowly came to the mysterious secret base of the Seven War Gods.

In order to prevent the people of the heaven from knowing that Bakar had known about their base, he resolutely opened the gate of the base, making it seem as if he had revealed the secret of the base to Bakar. He knew that such an action would bring him endless infamy, but for the sake of the more far-reaching future of the heaven, he chose this thorny road without hesitation.

Following Bakar's majestic and loud command, the dragon army began to move like a surging tide. The earth-shaking footsteps seemed to be the heavy and powerful drumbeats of fate. Every step on the ground seemed to make the entire heaven tremble, as if the whole world felt the power of the coming storm in these footsteps. Their firm goal was the Seven Mechanical War Gods. The mysterious and powerful force seemed to condense into a suffocating pressure in the air.

The seven mechanical war gods were quietly holding on in their secret base hidden in the darkness. Their faces were filled with determination and resoluteness, as if they were a group of warriors who would never surrender. Although they knew very well that they were about to face an extremely difficult and even life-and-death battle, there was no fear or retreat in their eyes. In their hearts, they burned with a persistent and firm belief in technology and a deep desire for a promising future in heaven. They seemed to be a group of guards guarding the flame of hope, and they would never extinguish the flame in their hearts even in the face of a storm.

When Bakar's dragon army came like a violent storm, the battle broke out like a volcanic eruption. Flames jumped in the air, like angry spirits; lightning intertwined in the sky, like a mysterious giant net; steel made sharp sounds in the collision, like a symphony of fate. The entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a chaotic and dangerous world in an instant, as if it was a battlefield shrouded by mysterious forces. The seven mechanical war gods, relying on their amazing superb mechanical technology and tenacious fighting spirit like steel, launched a fierce and thrilling confrontation with the dragon army. Their figures shuttled across the battlefield, like shining lights.

However, the power of the dragon army was too strong, like a raging flood that was hard to resist. In the fierce and suffocating battle, the seven mechanical war gods fell one after another. Their blood was like bright flowers, dyeing the land that was once full of hope red. Their unyielding shouts seemed to tell the whole heaven about their unyielding spirit, as if they were issuing the strongest challenge to fate.

At this time, Taneba had a resolute belief in his heart. He wanted to die because he knew that only in this way could the world know that betrayers would not have a good end. He resolutely gave up the sturdy mecha that he was best at, and like a fearless warrior, he rushed into the cruel battlefield full of machines and dragons with his fragile body.

On the chaotic battlefield, blood was scattered all over the sky like sad tears. He became the first war god to sacrifice. Just as Taneba had always firmly believed in his companions, even though the other war gods saw Taneba walk out of the dragon army with their own eyes, they would never believe in their hearts that Taneba would betray them. Taneba's sacrifice was like a torch that ignited the fire of grief and anger in their hearts, and aroused the war gods' even more grief-stricken fighting will.

One of the gods of war, when facing an enemy that was several times his size, had no fear in his eyes. He resolutely activated his amazingly powerful mechanical weapon. The weapon emitted a dazzling light in an instant, as if it was a bright star in the night sky. The light illuminated the entire battlefield and dealt a huge blow to the enemy in an instant, as if it was a divine punishment from the sky. However, despite the extremely powerful power of his weapon, under the enemy's overwhelming siege, he eventually fell helplessly in a pool of blood, his eyes full of unwillingness and regret.

The other god of war, with his cheetah-like agility and amazing combat skills, shuttled freely on the battlefield like a flash of lightning. His figure was like a phantom, making it difficult to grasp. He kept attacking the enemy, and the weapon in his hand was like the sickle of the god of death, taking away the life of the enemy with every swing. He tried to buy more precious time for his companions, but in front of the desperate power of the dragon clan, his efforts were ultimately just like a drop of water in the ocean, so insignificant.

Held, the mysterious woman who had been hiding behind the scenes, also quietly appeared on the battlefield. The god of war, Hayd, she played, was looming in the chaotic battle, like a ghost hidden in the darkness. Her eyes flashed with a complex and deep light, which showed both calm observation of the battle, as if a calm bystander was analyzing the situation on the battlefield; and deep consideration of her own unfathomable plan, as if she was planning the next move every moment.

As the battle continued relentlessly, the situation of the seven mechanical war gods became increasingly difficult, as if they were trapped in a quagmire that they could not escape from. Their strength was gradually depleting, like a candlelight swaying in the wind, which could go out at any time. However, the enemies continued to pour in like a tide, as if there was no end.

Finally, after a fierce battle that was too brutal to watch, almost all of the seven mechanical war gods fell on the land that was once full of hope. Their bodies lay there quietly, as if it was a tragic epic. Although there was deep regret in their eyes, there was still a glimmer of expectation for the future in that regret, like a ray of light in the darkness.

And Held's character, Hayd, also quietly disappeared in the chaos of the battle, as if she had never appeared. Her departure left only a mysterious mystery, as if it was a puzzle that could never be solved, filling the entire battlefield with a mysterious atmosphere.

According to the agreement with Taneba, Bakar kept his promise and spared the youngest war god Odeiz. Odeiz stood quietly on the battlefield full of smoke and blood, his eyes full of sadness and anger. The sadness was like a surging tide, impacting his heart; the anger was like a burning flame, burning in his heart. But he knew deeply that he had to live, for the firm belief of the seven mechanical war gods, and for the hopeful future of the heavens.

Odeiz quietly left the battlefield full of blood and sorrow, carrying the precious information of the Gaiboga Project. His figure gradually moved away in the mysterious heaven, like a lonely traveler with a heavy and sacred mission. His steps were firm and powerful, as if every step was towards a new beginning.

With the quiet disappearance of Odeiz, the era of the Seven War Gods officially came to an end. But this does not mean the end of everything, but a brand new beginning, the starting point of a new journey full of hope and challenges. In that mysterious and unknown future, a new story is about to unfold and a new legend is about to be born...