The howling cold wind slapped against the rocks by the sea. "Don’t run anymore, you two." Dressed in exoskeleton armor and hovering in the air, the mercenary officer gazed at the two people standing at the edge of the harbor. Countless Dragon Cavalry Fighters floated behind the mercenary, blocking out the sun, while soldiers in exoskeleton armor formed a semicircular arc around the two, closing them in. "You have no way out over the Storm Sea," the mercenary officer looked at them and pointed behind him, "The B-level protector you were relying on is now behind that golden shield, he can’t protect you anymore. If you surrender now, you can avoid a beating." The blonde girl glanced back at the steep cliff and the pitch-black sea beyond it, then turned her head to face the dense crowd of mercenaries and slowly raised the mini laser cannon embedded in her exoskeleton armor. Waves struck the base of the cliff behind them, making a crisp sound. Lena, standing by her side, also gripped the black dagger in her hand, her gaze fixed on the mercenary officer in the sky. Seeing this, the soldiers in exoskeleton armor instantly raised their Gauss Guns, and the Dragon Cavalry Fighters in the sky also rotated their cannons. The blonde girl, with her laser cannon, stood at the edge of the cliff, her rose-gold boots pressing on the ground, shoving pebbles into the dark water behind her. Sharp-toothed sea fish burst out of the water, biting the stones and instantly crushing them to dust. Lena opened her palm, and the black dagger floated in the air. The mercenary officer floating behind the large force watched the two women in front of him and without hesitation shouted, "Fire!!!" At that moment, the figure of the woman in the red dress, surrounded by a black glow, vanished instantly. Surging flames illuminated the cliff, and the intense glow melted the falling snow. Amidst the relentless barrage of artillery fire, a black glow suddenly burst forth, appearing right in front of the mercenary officer. The red-dressed woman, leading the blonde girl, closely followed the black glow and charged at him. The mercenary officer’s expression changed, and he quickly activated his exoskeleton armor to retreat. But the black glow was hot on his heels. The mercenary officer promptly drew his alloy sword at his waist, confronting the black glow. Accompanied by a crisp sound, the sturdy alloy sword was shattered by the black glow, but the collision also altered the glow’s course. Seeing this, the mercenary officer breathed a sigh of relief and was about to call for support. However, in that instant, his mind raced, and he swiftly dodged to the side. A dazzling laser swept past him, leaving a scorching trail. He looked up and saw the blonde girl in the air with the laser cannon. But before he could react, the black glow was upon him once more. This time, the glow was not in flight, but had landed in the hands of the woman in the red dress. As her fair cheek appeared in his field of view, the sharp edge of the blade pierced his throat. "This should be the strongest guy here, right?" Vili landed beside her. "Yeah, but this guy probably isn’t the top commander; we need to find a way to break out." With blood splattering into the snowflakes, Lena quickly pulled out the dagger, "Otherwise, we really will die here." Her gaze swept around. The Dragon Cavalry Fighters and Exoskeleton Armors around them had already detected their direction and were turning their cannons. Just then, a thunderous roar erupted behind the group of Dragon Cavalry Fighters. A Dragon Cavalry Fighter burst into blazing flames and crashed from the sky. Vili looked up and saw the Mechanical drivers on the off-road vehicle, operating the Light Posture Laser Cannon, bombarding the Fighters in the sky. "It’s the Twilight Society," Vili looked blankly at the off-road vehicles approaching from the end of the road, "I clearly told them to scatter and look after themselves." "Get out of the way!" Lena, standing next to her, quickly grabbed her hand and leaped to the right front. A cannonball enveloped in flames landed where they had just stood, creating a brilliant firework display. Almost at the moment the cannonball hit the ground, another booming explosion sounded. The Dragon Cavalry Fighter that had fired the shot was hit by an Armor-Piercing Rocket in midair and destroyed. Lena looked up towards where the rocket had come from, At the end of her field of view, people holding a hodgepodge of weapons and carrying Rocket Launchers and machine guns emerged from the end of the street. The woman’s fiery red lips parted slightly, "The Security Union has arrived too." She had never expected to see the Security Union here. For those living in the darkness of the underground world, without sufficient interest, they were reluctant to charge. To convince them to go to the airport, even though the plan was to their advantage, she had nearly promised all of her accumulated assets over the years. Among these arriving people, many were not professional armed personnel from the Security Union but rather untrained gang members from the periphery. In an instant, the battle had spread, and the sounds of explosions echoed everywhere. The once tight encirclement was violently breached by the sudden attack. Golden flames reflecting the melting snow illuminated the cheeks of the blond girl. At this moment, she seemed to finally understand the speech written by the young boy, [A hound trapped in a cage can let out an angry howl, a fox caught in a trap can still make a piercing cry.] The weak animals caught in a hunting net are not voiceless; they merely brood in silence, with raging flames buried in their chests. Just then, Lena, who was by her side, suddenly made a move, pushing Vili aside and lifting a pitch-black dagger, slicing through the void. With a distinct sound, the pitch-black dagger was caught in a pitch-black hand. The man, with a cigar in his mouth and a dark appearance, glanced at the surrounding gunfire, let go of the dagger, and flicked his finger on the blade’s sharp edge. A tremendous force caused Lena’s wrist to jerk upwards, and the pitch-black dagger slipped from her hand, flying through the flames and snow and embedding itself in the concrete. The man turned his head, looked at the woman in the red dress before him, and reached out to grasp her throat directly, lifting her up with a calm and icy tone, "This is merely the fight of trapped beasts." Vili, who Lena had just pushed aside, stood up and overclocked her Exoskeleton Armor, aiming her Laser Cannon at the man, instantly gathering a powerful radiance. But in that instant, as the man raised his head to glance at her, stepped forward, and absentmindedly swiped a palm toward her chest. In that moment, Lena, who was suspended in the air, violently exerted herself, tossing her body and crashing into the man’s arm. The man’s outstretched palm was jolted off course, but it still lightly ’grazed’ the girl’s exoskeleton armor. The girl’s body flew out like a kite with its string cut, smashing into a nearby shanty with a boom. Her sturdy exoskeleton armor was directly shattered by the blow, with dispersing sparks spreading across the mecha’s surface. The man turned back, looking at the Lena he was holding by the neck, slightly increased the pressure in his arm, raised his hand, and pulled out a small scythe from his waist. In the smashed shanty beside them, the golden-haired girl’s fingers quivered, and she lifted her head to look at the man outside beneath the snow curtain; bright red blood spilled from the corners of her pure white lips. She smiled with her eyebrows arched, "Mister, why are you so dark, were you born this way?" The girl’s voice passed through the still-operational loudspeaker of the exoskeleton armor, carried by the wind and spreading outwards. In this instant, the surrounding space seemed to freeze, and some mercenaries in the crowd subconsciously glanced at their own captain. Lutz lifted his head to look at the golden-haired girl, casually tossing away the Lena he was clutching. He stepped forward with extreme speed, surpassing Vili’s capture capabilities, almost merely ’flickering’ before appearing in front of the golden-haired girl. This shanty offered no protection from the wind or snow. There was a huge hole in the roof, and snowflakes drifted down through the dim light from a streetlamp that was almost extinguished, settling on the girl’s golden hair. A pitch-black shadow further obscured the light on the girl’s face amid the hazy darkness. Lutz removed the cigar from his mouth, casually flicked it to the ground, lifted the cold scythe in his hand, bent down calmly looking at the girl before him. The discarded cigar rolled in the snow, extinguishing most of its embers. Only one or two dim lights remained, gradually fading away in the ice and snow. Vili watched the man before her, observed the blade of the scythe in his hand, her complexion turning somewhat pale. Her breathing became uncontrollably erratic and rapid. She didn’t speak. Under the terror of that oppressive force, nervousness and discomfort nearly robbed her of the ability to speak. So this is what death feels like. Her hand pressed against her waist, where she concealed an activated timed grenade, which she had triggered even before she had spoken. The girl’s gaze drifted through the hole in the roof, observing the strange and fluctuating light in the sky. Under such a sky, could someone also leave their radiance among the stars? She opened her mouth, and in the end, only a slight smile crept onto her lips. Seeing this smile, Lutz, who had been calm, now showed the first signs of surprise and disgust. He swung the scythe mercilessly, aiming for the girl’s neck. The icy blade sliced through the falling snow, touching the girl’s snowy-white skin. The cold snowflakes finally enveloped the cigar butt, burying the last flickers of weak light. A loud explosion erupted beneath the curtain of falling snow. The golden-haired girl’s blurred vision gradually cleared, and what came into view were empty walls and the boundless sea. A massive, black mecha fist had punched through the wall, also sending the figure that had been standing in front of her flying. She stared wide-eyed at everything; a gigantic Hell Apostle Mech, seemingly modified multiple times, stood before her, rising amidst the surging noise of the Storm Sea waves. And in that instant, a graceful figure leaped out from above the Hell Apostle Mechs, chasing after Lutz, who had smashed into the ground, with movement swift as an illusion. A whip kick sent him flying into a nearby shanty. "Bullying a little girl isn’t gentlemanly behavior." The elegant figure adjusted his clothes, took a step forward, and chased after Lutz. He looked at Lutz’s dark face, paused momentarily, and said with a hint of emotion, "Your taste is somewhat unique." Then he mercilessly punched Lutz in the cheek. Vili watched the figure, feeling that it was somewhat familiar, but for the moment she couldn’t recall where she knew him from. Meanwhile, the black modified Hell Apostle Mechas, upon detecting that Vili’s life signs were stable, immediately got up and met with the Dragon Cavalry Fighters in the sky. Just then, a woman in a red dress rushed in through the breach and, with concern, helped the girl to her feet. Vili shook her head and carefully tucked away the timed bomb she had managed to trigger the emergency stop on at the last moment. She looked up and ahead of her. Over the pitch-black Storm Sea, countless sparks were emerging in the deepest part of the night sky, like stars reflected on the surface of the sea, twinkling with dazzling light. She asked, slightly puzzled. The man with the bandage on his chest emerged with the sea breeze and came up to the girl, the head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, Gast, who looked at the girl and chuckled, "Yiluo contacted Captain Kevin to pilot these mining ships to pick up our ’reinforcements,’" He turned his head to look at another man coming towards them in a Federal Bureau of Investigation uniform, and explained in a calm voice, "He originally arranged for me to leave the city, connect with your Twilight Society people in the wilderness, then intercept the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s investigative team en route, securing the investigative team’s support, while leading the reinforcements through the wilderness." In Vili’s view, a mining ship was docking, and soldiers fully equipped in Exoskeleton Armor models Vili had never seen were continuously jumping off the mining ship. She looked at Gast, somewhat confused, "Reinforcements? Who are they...?" "Reinforcements from Rock City," Gast quickly responded, then shook his head, "Rock City is in the heart of the Federation. I don’t know how Yiluo got in touch with them, much less persuaded them to send troops." "That polite gentleman just now, is he Mayor Wright of Rock City?" Vili suddenly came to the realization and then glanced at the black Mechas effortlessly moving in and out of the Dragon Cavalry Fighters in the sky, like they were in unclaimed territory, "And that Mechanical driver, is he the legendary Mechanical driver Yvo from Rock City?" Now it was Gast’s turn to be puzzled. "Only from the news." The girl shook her head, lifted her gaze, and looked toward the endless sea. She had seen it while searching for news related to ’K.’ "Brothers, to survive, to live like they do in Rock City, charge!!!" At this moment, individuals who appeared to be crew members were also jumping down from the mining ships, following the armored soldiers into the fray, led by a blonde man, holding simple Gauss Guns. "That’s Captain Kevin." Gast quickly introduced, his tone containing a sigh mixed with aspiration, "He’s quite close with several people from Rock City, we talked a lot about Rock City on our way here." The girl looked up at the sea reflecting the ’sparkling lights.’ She stretched out her hand and touched the mask hidden inside her clothing over her chest. The wind from the Storm Sea blew onto the land, sweeping away the random ice and snow burying cigar smoke. The breeze played over the fallen cigar on the ground, dusting off the ashes on the very tip of it, and in the midst of that extinguished cigar’s darkness, a cluster of firelight surged out again. In the city of gold, an Elderly man in plain robes bowed his head.