An hour ago, in a small town in the middle of nowhere, three hundred miles from Neptune.

The town is immersed in the cold night, and the cold wind and snow of early winter bring it to sleep early, and the sleeping city reveals a deep quiet, which seems lonely and lonely.

A black butterfly flew quietly from a distance, faintly flickering golden light in the night, through the light gauze of snow curtains, towards the center of the town, if you look closely, you will find that the butterfly's fluttering wings are imprinted with dense golden carvings, which look mysterious and weird, and the golden light comes from these complex lines, like breathing.

In the heart of the town, a chic courtyard is still lit up in the lonely night, and occasionally the sound of the piano reverberates in the quiet night, which seems a little out of place with the surrounding dark silence.

This is the only one in the small city, it is a place for men to have fun, a good night is worth a thousand gold, so the night is sleepless, singing and dancing are leveling, the women are full of amorous styles, and the men are drunk and dreaming of death. It's strange to say that in such a poor and remote place, there is actually a Ji Pavilion with carved railings and jade buildings, and it is rare to sing songs and get drunk with gold every night. However, it is not difficult to see the reason for this in the geographical location of the town, although it is located in the middle of nowhere, it is surrounded by several military districts, large and small, and these military districts in the far north are far from the prosperous capital, which creates the unique romantic atmosphere of the town.

In the largest and most magnificent room in the Ji Pavilion, the dancers dance to the melodious tune, the light gauze wraps the body, the graceful posture looms in the beautiful dance steps, and the beautiful music Ji jade fingers are plucked lightly in the green smoke, and the piano ripples out sometimes clear and long, sometimes illusory and ethereal.

Such a beautiful fairyland on earth, but the people on the seat were indifferent, he looked lazy reclining on the wide and comfortable jade couch, his indifferent eyes did not know where to stay, giving people a feeling of empty fatigue, as if facing the pleasant voice of the room with disdain.

The open red robe exposed the full and strong chest, the strong power rolled under the bronzed skin, exuding a fiery heat full of wild charm, and his face was angular, and the sharp lines outlined the depth of the facial features revealed an uninhibited coldness, the mixture of two completely different breaths made him look like a fatal temptation, with an evil and uneasy aura, like the flame in "Moths to Fire", representing beauty and despair.

The people of this city are accustomed to calling him - General Flame.

No one knew the origin of that name, nor the meaning of that name, but it was clear to everyone that the Flame General was as dangerous as a flame. He is a frequent visitor to this Ji Pavilion, every time he comes here, he has only one request, whether it is a dancing girl or a music girl, or even a maid who serves tea and water, he has to be different from the past, so that the old bustard often travels thousands of miles between the major prosperous capitals for the special fetish of this Flame General, however, no matter what kind of national color and fragrance, what kind of charming and delicate, the Flame General has never been fortunate to any of the concubines, which also makes the old bustard puzzled, what is the intention of this seemingly bohemian general?

The black butterfly flew over the high walls of the courtyard towards the wing where the Flame General was, and quietly landed on the shoulders of the sleepy soldiers outside the wing.

"Huh?" a faint golden light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the other soldier gradually closing, and he couldn't help but wake up, and he looked at the strange butterfly that landed on his companion's shoulder in surprise, "Isn't this the 'Transmission Butterfly'?"

At that moment, the soldier where the butterfly had docked awoke as well, as some strange voice echoed in the depths of his mind like a wake-up call, forcibly waking him up from his sleep.

"Transmission Butterfly, this is not a dream...... he followed his companion's gaze to his shoulder, the black butterfly landed quietly there, the complex golden lines on the thin wings faintly glowing, "Oh no!

"What's going on?" the companion was a little dazed by the soldier's startling.

"Lord Duke...... Dead ......" The soldier hesitated for a moment, then finally sighed and said.

"What?!" the companion jumped up in shock, with a bewildered expression on his face, "This, how is this possible? Who can kill the Duke?"

"It's true, the 'Transmission Butterfly' was sent by Colonel Tasura, and the murderer is the [Slaughterer], and now the [Angel] is confronting the [Slaughterer]......," the soldier jumped up violently as if he suddenly remembered something, and the black butterfly was frightened, and flew out all of a sudden, gradually disappearing into the snow-filled night, "We have to inform the Major General as soon as possible, [Angel] is now facing a serious crisis." ”

"Wait, it's dark at night, you know that Major General doesn't like to be disturbed......" The companion grabbed the soldier's arm, and a layer of gloom hung over his face, "The most important thing is that he also knows that Major General doesn't like Lord Duke, and he has never cared about the ...... of the [Angel] legion"

"I can't care so much, the military order from the colonel is to summon the major general back to the city, no matter what, he is the major general of the empire, and he is the [Flame Blade] of the [Angel] Legion?" the soldier became excited in vain, and even a little incoherent, "Do you really ignore it? No matter what happened in the past, the major general was brought up by the Duke alone, isn't it......?

"Squeak-" The antique wooden door was slowly pushed open, and a tall figure appeared behind the wooden door, the flickering candlelight was completely blocked, and the future people were completely shrouded in a cold and dark shadow, and from the small gap between the wooden door and the comers, it could be seen that the girls in the room were all frightened and retreated to the side, trembling......

"Duke, he ......" the tall figure suddenly spoke, and his deep voice sounded thick and rough, "Are you dead?"

"Less...... Major General?" The heavy feeling of oppression that suddenly enveloped the two soldiers lost the ability to think for a moment, and their weak legs couldn't help but kneel, their eyes lowered, not knowing what to say.

"May I ask if your Duke is dead?" the Major General asked in an accentuated tone, word by word, with suppressed anger hidden in his rough voice.

"Yes...... Yes......" replied the soldier tremblingly.

"Who killed him?" Under the Major General's increasingly locked eyebrows, the cold eyes suddenly burst out with thousands of blade-like thin swimming lights, and the suffocating killing aura overflowed from every cell in his body, making the feeling of oppression even more unbearable, as if he was in an abyss of ice and snow.

"Tower...... Colonel Tasura, the colonel said that he was assassinated by the [Slaughterer]...... "Under this absolute murderous aura, even a soldier who has experienced a hundred battles will be out of breath, and beads of sweat the size of beans continue to seep from his forehead," Colonel, the colonel also issued a military order to summon the major general back to the city. ”

"That guy ......" The major general pushed away the soldiers who were kneeling at his feet and walked out step by step, the red robe rolled in the wind and snow, the bronzed skin diffused with fiery desire and evil aura against the snowlight, and the face completely shrouded in murderous aura slowly lifted up, looked in the direction of distant Neptune, and muttered to himself, "How can you die?"

"Major, General, do I need help you prepare your horses?" the soldier asked in a frightened whisper.

"No need, I'll just go by myself!"

The tall and majestic back of the major general stood in the wind and snow of the courtyard, and it was extremely lonely and lonely, all the sense of oppression and the cold murderous aura were all converged in an instant, and the oppressive atmosphere in the courtyard disappeared at once, but even so, the fear in the hearts of the two soldiers was not reduced by half a point, and the lonely and lonely back of the major general looked like an abyss, an abyss that was enough to swallow everything.

The major general slowly raised his right hand, and a red flame suddenly burst out in the palm of his palm, burning violently in the blizzard, making a crackling sound, and in the next second, before everyone had time to see what was happening, the figure of the major general had turned into a scorching streamer and went straight to the sky, leaving a scorched earth after being burned by the flames.

"This ......"

The two soldiers have not completely recovered from their panic, but they can vaguely feel that today's major general is simply like two people in normal times, a moment ago, that heavy sense of oppression, that kind of cold murderous spirit is completely different from the usual moodiness, and the major general, who has always been a child's play with the general's orders, this time unexpectedly did not disobey the will of the major with a lower rank than himself, the most puzzling thing is that the major general obviously hates the duke the most, and after hearing the death of the duke today, what his eyes revealed was not the usual indifference, but anger from the heart。

What kind of past did this one of the strongest of the seven members of the [Angels] legion, known as the [Flame Blade], have, and what kind of intricate entanglements did he have with the Duke?