"It's stupid, I was looking for an answer from her, but now I realize that what I'm looking for is only the shadow of that woman, the persistence I have had for so many years...... Is the answer to the question of why the Garent-Gadari war broke out? Those who sit behind the curtain need this war, is there an element of conspiracy mixed with it, and what is it for them? ”

"I can't imagine that you can have such a deep emotion, why don't you become a poet."

"Well, maybe we'll go after this war is over...... If there is still life left at that time. The former federal agent smiled wryly, pointed to his wound, and said nothing.

"I want a copy of your autographed poems, then," he heard the demon known as "White Bones" respond with a seemingly nonchalant smile. “…… If there is still life left at that time. Then, the woman who was no longer young suddenly shook off her heavy trench coat and raised her narrow paratrooper knife, and she did not stop, her voice still lingering in her ears, but her figure had already swept past the dying and joined the already chaotic warband.

The viscous smell of blood slowly diffused among the shining stars, the armored partition of the bar dome was unfolded at some point, and the flowing pale cyan light leaked down from above like a stream, and the still alive "geists" and Gadari agents were still fighting hard, for their old vendetta for more than ten years, and for survival......

Blood splattered everywhere, and the bar was filled with roars and wails that seemed to belong as if they were not human. A chaotic battlefield where people fall again and again, and the living trample on the bodies of the dead, no longer caring whether they belong to their former brothers. The two sides were equal in numbers, and the "spirits" were well-armed, wearing light paratrooper armor under their shabby coats, and it stands to reason that they should have an advantage in such hand-to-hand combat. But the Gadari made up for it with their irrational madness, not to mention the fact that among them there was an Elodisus who could dance the dance of a demon to kill. Although they didn't know why this woman in charge of the Gaddari Secret Bureau was here, since the former legend once again stood on the dark battlefield, then they had no reason to admit defeat.

The woman's steps were ghostly and light, and the blade in her hand was like a poisonous snake that always stabbed out from the most incredible places, and then licked the blood. She walked among the desperate killing crowds, and she also walked in the red rain of blood. It's just that the soldiers on both sides who were busy fighting didn't notice that it wasn't just the Gellent who fell where this terrible woman passed.

Finally, someone reacted that the legend hidden behind the dark history of Gadari had turned into a living demon. The blade in Elodisus' hand was like a black wing raised by death, and the thin blood-stained steel suddenly trembled with excitement, and then the blade pierced the tactical shield on the arm of one of the Gadari agents, along with his chest......

"No one can kill a bone in hand-to-hand combat......" Not far away, Akron Collins was half-lying on the floor, muttering to himself. In his eyes, that sharp assassination should not belong to humans at all, because it is simply an iron-gray death line. He suddenly remembered what the burly officer Meijing had said to him on that burning morning eighteen years ago. At this time, the black-clad brigadier had already split the head of the last Garente elite in front of her, and the only person who stood between her and the witch of Yin Chen was a "Caesar".

"Elodisus! What exactly do you want here? Do you want to play a game with me that only the last person left? The old colonel roared in a low voice, staring at the demon in front of him, at the opponent he had been destined for eighteen years. It no longer takes any prophet to have the power of prophecy, and both men know that this will be the last battle between them. "Caesar" suddenly raised the shotgun in his hand and smashed the butt of the rifle into the woman who was already bathed in blood for most of her body.

"Haven't we been playing this game for more than a decade? Caesar! Elordi swung his sword to block Caesar's attack, and the man's power was beyond his power to smash her off balance. You, who should have been sitting in the office a long time ago, are past the age of going to the front, and you still have to come out and work hard, isn't it for the same purpose as me! ”

"And what about you! Bai Gu, who is already a brigadier general, still can't help but stand up and even kill his own people. Do you want to monopolize the secrets of the witch? What if that would give you access to the entire universe? I don't remember you being that ambitious. Caesar still didn't let go of his attack, and the alloy shotgun whirred in his hand like a hammer. However, Elordi was moving between his majestic mountain attacks, and there was a faint tendency to counterattack.

"Ambition?" Elodisus dodged Caesar's blow sideways, stabbing her in the chest with a single blow to the chest of a Gadari agent who tried to sneak up on her. "You're right, Caesar, I don't have that much ambition, but I will always have my bottom line."

"What's your bottom line? We have been fighting in the dark depravity for so long, can we have any bottom line left! Caesar roared and threw down his gun, which had broken its butt, and snatched two swords from the ground, and struck them up, engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the bones.

"Moenledai can't die, that's my bottom line!"

"Ridiculous, Bai Gu, you are a murderous demon, how could you think of saving people!" The blades in Caesar's hands staggered, but the fierce attack was hidden under the ghostly long knife of Elodisus. After a few rounds of fighting, a saber flew out diagonally, still stained with crimson blood—Caesar's blood.

"Then what about you, Caesar, didn't you kill people to protect the original ideal! I'm a simple woman, and I just want to follow the man I love, even if it's to the gates of hell! Elodisus raised the knife in her hand and thought only of the man still standing in front of her, the surroundings had fallen silent, the battle between the killers had come to an end, and no one could stand and watch the duel, which was eighteen years too late.

"Heh, aren't you afraid that you've even told the secret for so many years?" The burly Mei Jingren suddenly grinned, he looked at the only weapon left in his hand, and then looked at the woman opposite's eyes that were sharper than a blade, and asked lightly.

"Since I dare to say it, I am sure that you will die."!