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The Wind City, warped by collapse, was a vivid confirmation of the city's downfall.

However...

Who was it?!

Cursing in his heart, just after a fierce battle, General Cyclone once again fell into an enemy ambush.

As the soldiers felt fear for the unknown enemy, the cannon of the Rising Dragon Gun heated up once more.

General Cyclone concentrated, realizing that what was most needed now was to stay calm, regardless of who the enemy was.

Bullets from the Rising Dragon Gun couldn't be wasted, especially not firing into the air, under no circumstances.

"Oh~ I'm just giving you a hug~ Is it necessary to be so alarmed? ♡"

A devilish voice of delight came from beside, freezing all of Cyclone's forces.

One of the two armies slowly approached the squad with the Rising Dragon Gun.

The soldiers, enchanted by the voice, couldn't move even in the face of the enemy's attack.

General Cyclone was no different; his entire body felt sealed off, as if the opponent had already figured out his physical structure and targeted his weaknesses.

Standing next to the Rising Dragon Gun, watching the enemy slowly encroach, General Cyclone had no plan.

"Heh~ I got excited watching our last fight~ Looks like I'll have to discipline you in this way from now on~ ♡"

Even though the enemy was right in front of them, the voice came from behind.

Something embraced him, and though Cyclone couldn't turn around, he saw a pair of hands appear in front of him.

Besides the hands before his eyes, there was a touch on his back, and an image of a person instantly flashed in his mind.

Graceful yet intricate, cold yet warm, it was someone Cyclone recognized.

"Yo-Yuna?!"

Looking at the enemy's forces again, a black silk butterfly symbol adorned each of their heads.

That's right, this was supposed to be the last city they planned to conquer.

Because it was valuable, theoretically it should be left for last.

Black Butterfly City wasn't just an enemy city, they were also formidable rivals.

Over a year ago, General Cyclone had encountered the lord of Black Butterfly City, the Phantom Queen.

The number of confrontations between the two sides was in the hundreds, each lasting through the night till morning.

The Phantom Queen's combat skills were not only exceptional but also diverse, making her a supremely compatible super strategist against the General.

Initially, General Cyclone intended to leave the challenge to this city for the final battle.

Win, and not only could he take the city lord, but it would also determine the outcome of their long-standing competition.

Lose, and he could lie in his lover's arms, feeling the weightless sensation of freedom.

But the current situation exceeded his calculations as the ultimate rival unexpectedly launched an assault.

The Phantom Queen raised General Cyclone's chin, aligning his gaze with the Number One City down the road.

"So, who do you intend to keep your strongest Rising Dragon Gun for?"

"The-The Number One City..."

"Oh? What about the talk of the final opponent? The only formidable rival? You don't want to save your strongest shot for me?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, win and I'll give you a shot every day~"

"Ugh..."

Seeing the Phantom Queen considering, General Cyclone added,

"O-Opportunity is rare, you know~ Even though I don't know what's in that city, I just want to step inside, plant some fields~ and leave behind the magnificent record of conquering seven cities in a night!!"

"Hmm... Alright, just as you wish."

"What?!"

Unexpectedly, the Queen of Shadows agreed without hesitation.

"But remember, she is the Sword of the First under Heaven. If you can't conquer her in one go, you'll be in trouble in the future."

"The Sword of the First under Heaven?!"

Suddenly, everything went pitch black.

"Well, don't say anything now. Just pass my test first."

In an instant, the battle began.

However, hindered by the power of the voice, Cyclone's army was powerless to counterattack.

As they were beaten down, Cyclone's army was also pulled into a pitch-black world.