I will never forget that day. It felt as though I were witnessing the ancient peak of Yan's elite armies doing battle with a Sui god.
That was Yan's god-slaying war.
And this campaign was Lungmen's god-slaying war.
——From *Memoirs of Lungmen Chief Executive Wei Yenwu*
May 27, 1072, 1:22 a.m. The "City Buckle" at the junction of Lungmen's Upper and Lower Districts.
At that exact moment, Rhodes Island, Lungmen, and Blacksteel Worldwide were not the only ones in motion.
The reinforcement from the Reunion Movement—one of their ultimate trump cards—was finally showing its true face.
"Sasha, Sasha!"
Faust, walking at the front of the formation, turned his head.
His eyes were entirely filled with the white Liberi before him.
"How did I do, Sasha?"
Mephisto's face was practically screaming, *Praise me!*
"……Enoch, you did well. Very well."
Faust reached out and patted Mephisto on the head.
Though there was little difference in height between the two, they maintained a bond just like that of real brothers.
In his heart, though he was unwilling to admit it, the white demon before him was still that same little white Liberi who had longed to sing.
Big Sister Frostnova had also tried to teach him how to sing, but because of Oripathy, he had never been able to fulfill that wish.
Perhaps Leader Talulah was actually fulfilling his wish in a roundabout way?
Commander Sergei had specifically ordered him and his Phantom Crossbowmen to break away from the Gendarmerie to protect Mephisto, thou…
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