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City of Reflections.

Glencia.

After Heinrich and his party arrived, things seemed to get simpler.

With the strength of Heinrich and his party, even if it is the Central Royal City that is rioting, there will not be much of a problem.

What's more, there are still a large number of human soldiers in the city, and the previous one-sided massacre was just unaware of what happened, and the humans were caught off guard.

In addition, for some reason, no human leader came forward, which ultimately led to this hellish disaster.

Now it's different, the strongest people in the human race have arrived, and the small number of demon seeds is unlikely to make waves again.

It's just that the most critical question is where have the leaders of the human armies gone.

Whether it is in the mouths of the soldiers who were initially rescued by Heinrich, or in the words of other soldiers who were rescued one after another, a bad fact can be found.

The officers of the human race, it seems, have disappeared en masse.

Where have they gone? Are they still alive?

Nobody knows.

So the priority now is to find the missing officers, and most importantly, Lucifer.

"Teacher......" Mai Werther walked beside Heinrich, whispering something to say.

Ashnay asked them to be left by Heinrich to quell the riots in the city, while Heinrich was led by soldiers to find the missing Lucifer.

Leading the way was the soldier who was originally saved by Heinrich, named Barton the Small.

Heinrich glanced at Mai Werther, who was about to speak, and slowly shook his head.

He knew exactly what Werther was going to say.

That was the reason why he had been talking about it all the time when they had set out from the Central Castle, and that he had tried to prevent Heinrich from coming.

It's a conspiracy.

The smell of intrigue is too heavy.

Why did Glencia disappear for no reason?

Why did the demon seed that was locked in a cell break out of the cage and still slaughter in the city?

Where did those officers go?

What about Winnington?

What about Lucifer?

The most important thing is that General Hykris waved his army to the southeast during the day, which is said to be due to the arrival of a mysterious person.

If Hykris hadn't left, Glencia would never have had such a mess.

"Barton, do you know what kind of person came to General Hychris?" asked Heinrich, who had already shook his head at him, and still did not give up on the little man Barton.

"No...... I don't know. The little man Barton was stunned for a moment, and then quickly shook his head, "How can we know what kind of character the general is seeing." ”

"I've heard that it seems to be the Iron Float under His Highness Lucifer......" said another soldier who seemed to know something.

He was interrupted by Heinrich, who said, "Isn't it almost there?"

Mai Witt was silent, and he glanced at his teacher's back, which was already what an old man should be.

"Werther, the stars have their own fixed trajectory, and the fate of people is the same. ”

This is what Heinrich said to Werther before he went out.

But, teacher, if the trajectory of the stars is to destruction, would you be willing to do it?

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Dark.

It's like a net.

Winnington woke up from the darkness and felt a tearing pain all over his body.

He slowly moved his body, allowing the heavy stones, debris, that covered his body, to collapse and split little by little.

It hurts.

The guy ......

Winnington struggled to regain strength, perception, and consciousness.

The surroundings were incredibly quiet and dangerous.

He held his breath, his hands suddenly exerting force, the power that had transcended the laws of this world, easily shattering the stones that covered him.

The air suddenly became lighter.

The darkness is thicker.

No one.

Winnington's left hand touched his gun, which had been completely broken in two.

He grabbed the ends of the broken gun with both hands, and the whole person slowly stood up.

He was judging the flow of time, how long had passed.

And the situation outside, to what point it has reached.

The lost power was rapidly returning, and the damage caused by the previous fierce fight was not fatal, so he recovered quickly.

There was still a faint smell of red wine in the air, the smell of wine leaking from a broken bottle.

Everything happened at the moment when the strange sound outside the window sounded.

Window......

Winnington walked over to the window and opened the closed window with the tip of his gun.

Suddenly, a mixture of the rich bloody aura and the tragic roar of desperate fighting roars were intertwined, rushing into Winnington's ears and nose.

In the sky, it will rain no more.

The sky was distorted and could not see any tracks, flowing like a river.

Winnington turned to look at the empty cells.

Something to be expected.

At the moment when Wen Ning was suddenly distracted, he felt it, powerful.

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Dark.

It's like a net.

Lieutenant General Gray looked out the window at the inky night and lit a second cigar.

There was no light in the house.

When there was a huge problem in his heart, he always used to turn off the lights and smoke in front of the window.

Looking out the window at the silent streets, there is also the statue of the Prancing Horse hidden in the darkness, but guarding the entire military headquarters with a majestic silhouette.

He will always be inexplicably relieved.

This is the martial arts of the Federation, this is the power of the Federation.

Nothing can stop this force.

But tonight, he lit his second cigar and still felt uneasy.

Maybe you should have some wine?

Although according to the requirements of the army, it is not allowed to drink alcohol while in the army, even in the military headquarters.

But he still hid a bottle of good wine in his office, which is a little bit of a privilege?

Taking out the half-drunk Merlin red wine hidden in the wine cabinet under the desk, Lieutenant General Gray was very serious in the dark, carefully uncorked the wine and poured it into the wine glass.

Reverently like a prayer.

For the sake of peace of mind.

This is Lieutenant General Gray's last resort.

He only wished that he would stop thinking about the mess, and Hyclis suddenly swung his army southeast, already in a big victory.

Heinrich suddenly left the Central Castle late at night.

Everything......

"Aggressive ......" knock on the door.

The knock on the door made Gray's hand tremble.

The wine was spilled.

He was stunned for a moment, but still stood up and walked towards the door.

"Who? Murphy?" he said, opening the door.

What he didn't see was a dark shadow rising from the window behind him.

The door opens.

Time stands still.

A second.

"Gray, the martial arts are prosperous......"

The voice of an old colleague mixed with the smell of blood.

Martial arts are prosperous, that is Gray's favorite quote.

It's a pity that he didn't expect that the last time he heard it was in ......

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