A large number of warships were docked outside the port of District 1, and countless shadowy figures, like a ghost army, silently invaded the silent city from the dock.

They are quiet and efficient, the most loyal warriors, and only occasionally do the shadows they cast on the ground appear grotesque, like an illusion.

Gu Li didn't bring the cross; that weapon was a gift Levi gave her when they first met, and what she has now...

Gu Li rubbed the hilt of the sword with his thumb, looked down, and saw an ordinary longsword hanging at his waist, even the outer shell was specially made in military style.

Only the part of the handle that was blocked by the hand revealed a small portion of the word "Legion" surrounded by black flames and roses.

She watched as everyone chose their direction and set off, tacitly leaving the central area for her to search and rescue, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Gu Li tilted her head slightly in that direction, closed her eyes, and after a moment gently twitched her nose. Her sky-blue eyes suddenly opened and looked in one direction.

There... the atmosphere of fear and pollution is particularly strong there.

A sudden surge of air currents filled the air as broad, silver wings unfurled from behind, creating a massive gust of air that swept across the deck the moment of takeoff.

Cen Xingbang watched Gu Li's figure disappear quickly into the horizon and jotted something down in his notebook.

A lazy voice suddenly came from behind him, and Levi, with a small tuft of hair tied at the back of his head, walked up to him.

"Redesign the uniforms? Hmm...that makes sense...using the wings like this isn't good for girls, they're prone to wardrobe malfunctions...Hey! What are you doing?!"

Levy alertly grabbed the railing of the ship's side and instantly moved several meters away, where a shallow handprint suddenly appeared.

Cen Xingbang pushed up his glasses and said calmly, "It's nothing, just a warning to those who speak recklessly and slack off."

"cut!"

Levi covered his mouth with his hand and yawned, then turned and leaned against the railing: "You're still the same as ever. I worked all night last night to make a new weapon and gave it to Gu Li. This is definitely my proudest work in recent years! Just you wait and see!"

Cen Xingbang remained unmoved: "Every time you say that, it only makes things less worth looking forward to."

He lifted his foot and walked back.

"In short, you are allowed to rest for a while, but don't forget your mission."

Levi: "Ha—I understand. If the aura inside is only this strong, it doesn't matter whether I'm there or not."

His yawning suddenly stopped, and his pale green eyes looked up.

Cen Xingbang stopped as he stepped into the cabin. A rare look of impatience appeared on his face as he took off his notebook and coat and threw them into the wheelhouse.

His calm and steady voice gradually faded into the distance: "Leave that thing outside to us. You all need to make sure the warships are steered away from the battlefield."

The man sitting stiffly in the driver's seat struggled to look up from above, and managed to squeeze out a dry sentence from his throat: "Then... Mr. Cen... do you really not need our support?"

Just uttering those words had exhausted all his strength. Suddenly, something appeared from the clouds above, revealing only a pair of eyes. The natural size difference between the two things caused him to tremble from the depths of his soul.

He began to regret it in less than a second; he knew he would definitely die at the hands of such a thing!

Cen Xingbang, who had just stepped out of the cabin, was nowhere to be seen. Only his calm voice, as always, could be heard: "I promised to stay here and oversee things, so of course we have to keep things as they are and wait for them to return."

"Before that, please retreat to a safe place."

The driver gripped the control lever firmly, his mind settled, and shouted, "Yes, sir!"

The atmosphere above the port was tense and ready to explode. Inside a shelter somewhere in the city, everyone's nerves were on edge, about to snap.

Having been shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere of hiding for many days, Wang Yu, who was still a teenager, was already at his limit. Faced with the danger and the entanglement of the middle-aged man, he was quickly defeated.

The burly man excitedly put on the bright red fur coat, completely exposing Wang Tian's body, which had been hidden beneath it.

Countless terrified screams rang out again, this time directed at Wang Yu and his sister. Ignoring the giant human face struggling desperately inside, they pushed the siblings to the ground, landing them at the front.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

"A monster! She's a monster!"

"Go to hell!"

"They must have communicated with this thing. How did it find us when we were hiding perfectly well?!"

"Monsters! You all should die first!"

The man who stole the fur coat was the one who shouted the most vehemently.

Wang Yu held his extremely weak sister in his arms, his eyes red and panting, using his body to shield her from view of her face.

His gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on the man's fiery red figure with hatred.

If there is a future, he will definitely... he absolutely will make these people pay the price...

A foul-smelling shadow suddenly fell from above, and Wang Yu's eyes were gently covered by a pair of hands. Something rustled and crawled up his body.

Wang Yu closed her eyes, trembling violently.

The next second, the sound of shattering bricks exploded, and the huge human face stuck in the doorway, along with its eerily long and thin neck, burst in.

A foul-smelling liquid fell onto his back.

The dark, twisted death that Wang Yu had imagined did not come. Instead, the crowd huddled together at the very back suddenly erupted in terrified and painful screams.

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