"Why, rest of you, do you want to die a happy death, or do you want to continue to linger on your breath?" Steyr smiled and approached slowly, the long sword in his hand slashing back and forth from time to time, the strings produced by the blade cutting through the air were particularly sharp and piercing, accompanied by the rolling storm constantly hitting the soldiers' eardrums, and when it was transmitted to their minds, it had become a cold tearing pain.

"Garbage is garbage, don't you think it's ridiculous to let garbage decide your own fate?" A long and pleasant voice suddenly came from the darkness, and a ghostly and light figure jumped up from under the city wall, and its long figure gracefully flipped one hundred and eighty degrees in mid-air before landing steadily in the middle of the [Angel] soldiers. The moment she landed, her girlish and delicate body appeared in everyone's eyes for about 0.01 seconds, and then turned into a blurry writhing light and shadow in the blink of an eye.

When her figure reappeared in the darkness of the night, the [Angelic] soldiers seemed to stand still like statues, without exception, the expressions on their faces were condensed with deep despair and fear, as if they were watching themselves being dragged into the dark abyss and unable to do anything.

The blood mist of the canopy continued to spray in the air, and each soldier's throat seemed to have been dug open with a bewitching blood-colored fountain, and the long, straight wounds accurately destroyed their vocal cords and arteries, and they could not moan, nor could they stop the flow of blood, let alone resist, they could only watch in despair as the blood slowly took away their remaining residual warmth and last consciousness.

From the cross-section of the wound, it can be concluded that it must have been some kind of very sharp blade that slit the throats of the soldiers, but strangely, the falling girl figure did not carry any weapon in his hand, not even a small dagger......

"Nena, it's still the same!" Steyr frowned as he looked at the soldiers who were slowly falling in front of him, "Don't give them a chance to answer my questions?"

"Trash has no right to speak!" replied coldly the woman named Nina, who looked at Steyr without any warmth, "There's no need to even moan!"

"What a ruthless man!" Steyr seemed to be accustomed to Nena's style of doing things, shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly, and then looked back in the direction of the center of Neptune, under the faint light of the sky, dense silver armored soldiers were swarming from the winding streets, and a pair of cunning and sinister eyes hidden behind the dark lenses slowly narrowed, "But that's fine, our finishing work looks a little heavier than expected!"

"The task of opening the gates of Osland is up to you......" The loud sound of engines and the grinding of metal reverberated in the air, [Constantine] got closer and closer to the ancient Neptune walls, Steyr paced closer to the fierce man with fiery red skin, patted him lightly on the shoulder and said, "Mondor!"

"Understood!" the man named Mondol smiled slightly, and the tense muscles of his whole body gathered strength again, and those muscles that seemed to be full enough squirmed and expanded again in his burst, and each muscle was raised high, as if struggling to break through the shackles of the skin, and was hideously exposed to the air, "But don't be too fast, you have to leave me some prey to play with!"

"Then why don't you leave all this garbage to you to deal with slowly?" Nina lifted the broken hair that was blocking her left eye, her slightly narrowed eyes were tightly locked under the hazy sky in the distance, and her cold face faintly revealed some indescribable pleasure, which looked beautiful and moving, but also full of weirdness, "I feel a few more interesting soul powers, it seems that the sweeping work is really much more arduous than expected!"

"It turns out that the high-level combat power of [Slayer] and [Angel]?It seems that their plan is not going well?The scene of killing each other has not ended?" Steyr subconsciously held the frame on the bridge of his nose, and a cruel smile crossed the corner of his mouth, "Maybe we can catch the final curtain call?"

"No!" Nina's figure flashed and disappeared from the high city walls, leaving only a few fragments of intermittent afterimages, as if the delicate body had been blown away by the wind, "It's up to us to put the final curtain on them!"

"Uh...... What an impatience!" Steyr frowned, looking at the figure that had disappeared without a trace, the smile on his face gradually retracted, and little by little it solidified a winter-like chill, and then jumped from the side of the towering city wall, "It seems to be more interesting than expected......

Behind Steyr was Mondor, who was leaping high in the air, his right fist tightly contracted to the back of his shoulder, looking ready to attack, and in the next second, his tense body fell straight down from the high sky, with a fiery red tail feather that burned like a meteor, and the whole person slammed into the city wall like a cannonball.

Countless dense cracks cracked in the already mutilated city wall, which lasted less than a second before collapsing. Known as the North Gate of Osland, the thousand-year-old building finally crumbled in the warm early winter morning sunshine, turning into a pile of ruins and dust debris.

Silence gradually returned to the heavens and the earth, even the wind and the blizzard did not know when to stop roaring, and the distant horizon, the light lit up from under the magnificent sea level, and the cold night was finally coming to an end.

The vast snowfield was shining in the faint morning light, and half of the sky that had not yet been fully lit up was graphite black-green, while the other half was scarlet like fire, and the ruined Neptune city wall was just under the canopy of the junction of these two colors, and in the dark but fiery red halo, the whole world became extraordinarily magnificent but with a hint of inexplicable sadness.

Karthas stood expressionlessly on the high deck, his face cold and indifferent in the rising morning light, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his angular features. He didn't seem to be happy that he had successfully breached the walls of Neptune, nor did he mourn the dead who died in vain by the sword and sword, he was like a god standing high in the clouds, overlooking the rise and fall of the ebb and flow of the world, without a single wave.

Mondor broke through the rubble and walked slowly towards the center of the tall city of Neptune, stretching his hard body and looking around indifferently, a demonic greedy and cruel smile floating on his hideous and twisted face.

Behind him, the hill-like monster Konstantin ran over the ruins of the ruins with a heavy, high-pitched noise. The hatches on both sides of the huge hull slowly opened, and soldiers in black uniforms streamed out of the open hatches.

The Imperial Army of the United Empire of Bacda!

The orderly Imperial soldiers were majestic and mighty, they carried magic crystal guns on their shoulders, crossed fighting swords on their backs, and marched towards the dimly lit center of Neptune in front of them with neat and orderly steps, the sound of deep and low engines sounded from behind them, heavy locomotives loaded with the most advanced magic crystal engines roared and sped by, bringing up dust and debris in the sky, the faces of the black knights were cold and grim, the wind stirred the black robes of the knights, and the hideous scarlet light flickered in the last darkness before dawn, illuminating their path to sin。

The dense Imperial army slowly advanced towards the center of Neptune like black waves.

The city of Neptune was a military fortress or a war fortress, but its population totaled more than 300,000. In addition to the 200,000 Angel Legions stationed here all year round, the city is also home to a small number of military families and the natives of Neptune, whose ancestors may have lived here from the moment Neptune was born, and have thrived in this cold and desolate land for generations, adding a touch of life to the Far North.

Even though they knew that such a harsh environment was not suitable for habitation, even if they knew that the other side of the city was an enemy eyeing each other, they still chose to stay here, perhaps out of some habit, perhaps out of affection for their homeland, or perhaps the blood that flowed in their bones could melt the frost.......

A high-pitched and loud cry suddenly rang out under the darkness and light of the sky......

"Protect Neptune!"

"Defend your homeland!"

"Banish the barbarians!"

"Avenge the Duke!"

"We are Neptune's...... Warrior!"

It was as if the roar of an ancient beast echoed over Neptune, and it shook the heavens and the earth......

The final moments of the sleepless night of dawn are approaching......

A group of civilians armed with various tools showed their faces full of righteous indignation in the rising morning light.

There were old men, emaciated women, and immature children, but there was not the slightest fear or retreat on their faces, and there was an unforgettable determination and determination that seemed to fill the whole world.

Most of them have lived ordinary lives, but at this moment they are blooming with a bright light comparable to the stars......