The starlight in the sky is scattered in the dark night sky, the sparkling starlight is like a brilliant diamond inlaid in the night, and a bright half-moon hangs on the eastern wall in the distance, sprinkling a faint silver light. Under the Milky Way is a vast expanse of sea, floating large and small broken ice, the starry sky is reflected in it, sparkling, the sea breeze blowing from afar rolls up the waves, disturbing the calm sea reflecting the stars and the bright moon, countless ice floes swaying in the water, crashing against each other, making a sparse noise.

A figure shrouded in black robes stood in the wind on a huge black reef by the sea, standing motionless with his hands in his hands, like a solid statue that had stood here for many years, his silent and cold back echoing the steel city behind him. The cold wind blew his black hood, his cold face loomed in the mercury-like moonlight, the terrible scar that almost ran through the entire left side of his face also loomed, the pair of pupils of almost the same color as the night were extremely deep, and there was a sharp and cold breath in the distant vision.

I don't know when there were heavy dark clouds in the sky, like a dazzling stage slowly pulling up the curtain, as if to cover the bright night sky at the moment, like a curtain call near the end, or maybe a prelude to preparing for the next performance. One by one, the rolling waves smashed against the staggered black reefs of the shoreline, scattering and bursting spray mixed with countless broken ice, stirring up chaotic foam on the surface of the water. The wind whistled in my ears became clearer and clearer, blowing from the distant sea level, with the biting cold of winter, and when it brushed my face, there was a sharp pain like the tip of a knife cutting my face.

The man shrouded in black robe waited silently, waiting for the coming storm......

As the night fell, the city of Neptune was as usual, the beating flames almost dispelled the darkness, the thick frost covered every sturdy building, and the towering walls were lined with torches of soldiers, they wore heavy silver armor, heavy swords made of black iron hung from their waists, heavy footsteps echoed in the silent night, huge red banners rolled in the night wind, the center of the banner tattooed naked holy angels, their hands clasped around their chests, the huge wings behind their backs spread out, as if bathed in flames, giving people a solemn and solemn while bringing people a natural and endless sense of power.

Dark clouds and howling hurricanes in the distance did not attract the attention of the city......

Storms are a common sight in the ice and snow cities of the far north......

In the most majestic palace in the center of the city, a huge and ornate floor-to-ceiling window was inadvertently blown open by the wind, and the cold night breeze suddenly poured into the warm space, blowing the candle flame on the high-end desk made of rosewood swaying, and the face of the handsome man sitting at the desk also became cloudy in the trance candle flame, and a chill flashed in his blue eyes like the sea, and he closed the parchment roll in front of him heavily.

"I see, what a surprise!" his watery voice sounded faintly sad, and the god-like face in the flickering candle flame looked sad and disappointed, he was the master of Neptune City, the brother of the Emperor of Osland, the Duke of Tron Cesslia.

"Tuk tuk tuk ......" At this moment, a crisp knock on the door suddenly came.

"Come in, the door isn't closed!" Tron Ceslya's voice sounded faintly.

Then, the door was slowly pushed open, and a soldier hurried in, and before he had taken two steps, the flickering candle flame suddenly went out, and darkness fell in an instant, except for the sporadic moonlight that fell through the mutilated area of the dark clouds and sprinkled thinly in front of the desk, hiding the man's sad face in the thicker darkness.

"Lord Duke!" said the soldier on one knee as he approached, and said with great respect.

"Detective, did you find something interesting?" Tron Cesliya's voice came from the darkness, but there was an inexplicable mixture of other emotions in the voice, "Is it about Bakda, or is it about the [Slayer]?"

The soldiers didn't have time to figure out the Duke's slight abnormality at the moment, and anxiously told the information they had collected in the past few days: "As the Duke expected, the [Slaughterers] did not obediently stay in the city and stand still, they would disperse into several groups of men and horses every night and quietly sneak into the nearby mountains and valleys, as if they were surveying the terrain, and as if they were searching for something, we lurked and followed for several days, and finally unexpectedly discovered their secret today." ”

"What kind of secret is it?" Tron Ceslia looked slightly stunned, "Tell me about it." ”

"[The Slayer]'s covert operations in the middle of the night seem to be related to the United Empire of Bhakda. The soldier said in a low voice.

"Are they on their way to see the Bacdad United Empire?" Tron Cesslia's face gradually sank, he had already guessed a little, but he still felt that such a thing was too absurd.

"Yes, we found out that they were in contact with the enemy Imperial Army, and after further follow-up......" the soldier seemed a little emotional at this point, "and we found out ......"

"What did you find?" asked Tron Ceslia eagerly.

"Warships of enemy countries. The soldier struggled to calm down his rapid breathing, trying to restrain the heart in his chest that was beating violently with unease and fear, and continued, "Just ...... It lurked in the valley less than thirty miles from Neptune, and seemed to have been there for some time. ”

"Bhakda is already getting ready to move!?" Tron Cesliya's voice was low, sounding like he was talking to himself, with a terrifying sense of depression in the lingering darkness, "but what is the motive ...... [the Slayer] to do that?"

"Subordinates, subordinates can't figure it out, but we did detect that the [Slaughterer] who entered the mountain range and the Imperial Army in Bacda had some contact, but because the distance was too far, we didn't dare to approach rashly, so we could only confirm the identities of the two sides, and the specific content of their conversation was unknown. The soldier seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the increasingly oppressive atmosphere in the room, and seemed to be worried about the truth of the information he had told, and explained in a panic, "But no matter what you think about it, I'm afraid the purpose of the [Slayer's] stationing here is not simple......

"Do you know that the [Slayer] Legion is a direct legion of the Emperor of Oslan, they only obey the Emperor's orders, and you say that they are secretly colluding with the enemy country, are you suspicious of our great Emperor?" Tron Cesliya's voice gradually became cold, mixed with the cold wind pouring in outside the window, and the soldiers couldn't help but shiver.

"No, no, subordinates, subordinates don't dare to ......" The soldier prostrated on the ground in panic.

"Another thing is also very suspicious, the [Slayer] is the most powerful assassination legion in the Oslan Empire, how can a group of assassins who are good at operating in the dark easily reveal their whereabouts? Ceslia's voice became more and more cold and cold, and in the spacious room, an invisible sense of oppression enveloped him, as if the air around him was instantly withdrawn from eight or nine tenths, making the soldier's breathing and heartbeat suddenly become difficult, and fine cold sweat seeped out from the pores of his body, instantly wetting the battle robe on his body, "Although I asked you to track them, I didn't expect you to really intercept their relevant information. ”

"Subordinate, subordinate, subordinate, everything he says is true, and ...... And other colleagues in the reconnaissance team can also testify...... "The soldier's whole face was already wet with cold sweat, and the extreme horror made his face appear strangely distorted in the dim moonlight, as if in the deep darkness in front of him sat a ghost who chose to devour, and at this moment the ghost had opened his bloody mouth full of sharp teeth and flickering cold light.

Something seemed to flash in the darkness, the extinguished candle flame was rekindled, and in the beating light, the handsome and cold face of Tron Ceslia gradually appeared, and his gaze fell on the creeping and trembling soldier, his eyes as deep as a deep pool......

A low, deep roar came from the darkness in the distance, and the footsteps of a beast like a wild beast running gradually approached the shore.

The statue-like figure standing on the black reef moved slowly, and a cold light flashed imperceptibly in his eyes that glanced behind him.

"Admiral!" the footsteps stopped less than five meters from the reef, and a sturdy figure rolled down from the huge and hideous monster, and a gentle leap landed steadily behind the black-robed admiral, bowing respectfully.

"Diami!" the Admiral's voice was low and hoarse, as if two rough boulders were rubbing against each other, "Is there anything new?"

"Not for the time being, there is no movement in the [Angel] Legion, and the Duke of Ceslia has been staying in his dormitory, everything seems to be in accordance with common sense, nothing is unusual. In the moonlight, Diami's face was shrouded in a black iron mask, only a pair of eyes that were as silent as night were faintly revealed, and the voice through the mask had a somewhat unreal feeling, and it was impossible to hear whether it was a man or a woman's voice, or even a human voice, "However, it is interesting that our actions these days are closely monitored. ”

"Of course, Tron Ceslia is suspicious by nature, he doesn't trust anyone but himself, and you are free to move freely in his realm because there are always a pair of eyes behind your back. The admiral said lightly.

"So the Admiral deliberately chose a place far from Neptune to meet me. Diami looked around as if suddenly realized, "On such an empty shore, if anyone lurks around, they will definitely notice it first." ”

"No!" the Admiral shook his head slightly, and there was some unreal sadness in his tone, "I chose to meet you here for another reason......

"Something else...... Why?" Diami's confusion seemed to be felt in his illusory voice.

"Alright, don't dig into it. The Admiral interrupted Diami's thoughts and continued, "Did Bhakda behave out of the ordinary?"

"They have sent out their land warships, and they are in the valley less than thirty miles from Neptune," Diami paused, adding, "It looks like they've been there for some time, but it doesn't look like they want to move on, and they're under close surveillance." ”

"Land warships, could it be the [Konstantin] that they call the land overlord?" the admiral frowned slightly, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes that appeared from time to time under the hood, "It seems that they are indeed ready, just waiting for some kind of opportunity to come......"

"That'...... What do we do next?" Diami asked in a low voice.

"Find the opportunity they were waiting for, and ......" The Admiral's lowered eyes suddenly lifted, and the handsome face under the hood looked particularly soft in the bright moonlight, except for a terrible scar that almost ran through the entire left side of his face, "Crush it!"