Dawn.

Light slouched through the window and flowed like water over the clean tabletop. It fell on the soft carpet, and in the light, the dust swirled and fluttered. As time passed, the light extended its territory to the only bed in the room. It struggled to climb onto the bed, spreading through the folds of the sheet to a long, well-fitting leg.

When it was about to continue exploring into the quilt, the person in the quilt woke up.

Catherine opened her eyes slightly, a few strands of hair hanging messily on her face, and her eyes were a little dazed as she looked at the ceiling. It took a moment for the river Styx in his eyes to flow slowly. She sat up on the bed with her body propped up, and the quilt slipped off her silky smooth body, revealing her slightly green, but beautifully shaped upper body. Lifting the quilt, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower in her close-fitting underwear.

A moment later, with a little heat, Catherine walked out. Wipe your long dripping hair with a towel, and then pull out your crisp uniform from your closet. So in the sun, this beautiful youthful body was gradually wrapped in the dark and serious general's uniform. When Catherine put on her cape, she transformed from a young girl into the most prestigious female major general in the Federation.

As she was arranging her hair, Chi Brain sounded a chime. Catherine could see that an icon for a communication request was flashing. She clicked on it casually, and in the communication window that opened on the screen, the tactical staff officer said nervously: "Something's wrong, general." Mr. Allen's signal suddenly disappeared just now! ”

"What!" Catherine asked, "What about Latis?" Hasn't he arrived at the location indicated by the signal source? ”

"Captain Latis recently reported that they had been ambushed in the second war zone, and it seemed that they could not pass so easily. Since then, I have not been in touch again, and it may be that the war is tight. Or, I'll get in touch again? ”

"Nope." Catherine tied her trademark two ponytails: "Prepare me a fast combat ship, and I'll go on it myself." There are still two hours left before the operational meeting, and it should be in time. So be it. ”

When the communication was over, Catherine walked out of the camp dwellings, and the sun was shining overhead.

But her heart was shrouded in a gloomy cloud.

"Who am I? That's a good question. ”

The wind was howling, and they were desperately digging into their cloaks, blowing their cloaks to hunt in the wind. The owner of the cloak reached out and gently removed the hat, revealing a spirited face.

There is no doubt that the other side is human. So it makes sense for him to attack Hubna, but even Alan also attacked, which makes it a bit difficult to guess his intentions.

"Heck, that's a great situation for me. Our heroic Mr. Allen and the enemy's high-ranking powerhouses fought bravely and finally died in battle. No matter how you look at it, this drama is enough to make a heroic poem. It's touching to tears just thinking about it. After the man finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh. He treated both Alan and Hubble as if they were transparent, and even laughed so much that he bent over his neck.

Hubble snorted, and the decapitator pounced on the uninvited guest. It's just that he is full of momentum, but his speed is not fast. Before he had run half the distance, the man on the opposite side suddenly straightened up, and a gorgeous pistol in his hand shot repeatedly. A Origin Force bullet headed towards the Hubble Hood, these bullets looked slender, but they were incredibly powerful. Hubble swept a few blows with his axe before being weighed back by a hail of bullets.

After a round of shooting, Hubble almost retreated to the same place, and then the man blew into the muzzle of the gun and said: "So you big rhinoceros are savages, don't you know that it's rude to interrupt people's words?" ”

He looked at Alan again: "How about it, do you want to join forces with me to kill this brute bull first?" ”

"I refuse." Alan said without thinking, "You were going to kill me just now, am I really stupid?" ”

"Ah, there is such a thing?" The man shrugged his shoulders and said, "Look, I forgot." ”

"Okay, don't pretend, who are you. You've revised the content of our mission, right? Alan said in a deep voice.

The man looked at the sky, and a beam of sunlight broke through the clouds and shone right on him. He stretched out his hand, trying to catch the sun, but his five fingers only caught the air: "Mr. Allen is really sharp, that's right, I revised the content of your mission." Speaking of which, you just have to follow the script I wrote and crash headfirst into the main camp of the Cato. You know, actors like you who don't act according to the script are the most headaches. ”

"As for my identity, the dead don't have to know too much, do they?" Common lowered his head and smiled, the sunlight slipped away from him, and at this moment, the atmosphere around him seemed gloomy and oppressive.

"I didn't intend to die here!" Eren didn't get the blood back either, so he held the demon salute and rushed towards Komon.

Komon raised his pistol, and the aura of the source force rolled and tumbled, and the muzzle of the gun lit up. The Inner Chambers Bullet has been condensed and is waiting for the time to be discharged. Comon locked onto Allen's head, his fingers pressing down hard.

"Belmode!" Alan yelled.

Belmode immediately understood, and waved his hand at Allen, and immediately pieces of dark mist surged, opening a shadow passage in front of Allen. Alan drilled in, and at the same time, a source bullet dragged a blue flame of light through the black mist. Comon let out a "huh", and another cloud of fog appeared behind him, and Alan emerged from it. The dagger in his hand has disappeared, replaced by two knives, one long and one short, one black and one red. The long black knife has an extremely thin blade, almost like a piece of paper, and it looks very slender, but it gives people an unusually sharp feeling. There was no decoration on it, and the blade was as black as thick ink, simple and deep. Only the handle of the knife is wrapped in a strip of white cloth, which flutters and stretches in the air, and the end fades into the air, looking like it is not as simple as a simple substance.

The other red knife was as short as a dagger and had a long, narrow blade like a bayonet.

These two knives are exactly the third-order awakening posture that the demon praises.

Hymn to death!

Although Komon didn't know the hymn of death, he could easily feel the aura of death rushing across his face from the black knife and red blade, and the aura was so strong that he couldn't even ignore it if he wanted to. In the blink of an eye, Allen's black knife swept through, sending out a pitch-black curtain of light towards Comen's waist.

Common put away his smile, and his face became very serious. He floated back like a fallen leaf, and his left hand was clenched into a fist, and he smashed it on the black knife with a force as heavy as a mountain. The change of severity is natural and smooth, and in the face of the hymn of death, Common does not dare to take it lightly and take out the strength that a major general of the Federation should have.

The black knife was smashed down by Comon, and Alan didn't care. The figure rushed forward, and the red blade in the other hand instantly stabbed out several times, and the knife pointed directly at the vital point. His red blade is also part of the hymn to death, and has the characteristics of a hymn to death. As soon as the wound is injured, the cells near the wound begin to die. And over time, the area of cell necrosis will continue to spread.

It's just that the initial injuries are not obvious, and people often ignore the past. By the time I found out, I had no way to recover.

Even if the necrotic cells spread to the vital organs, even if they are removed in time by surgery, the strength of the future will be greatly reduced. Common didn't know the characteristics of the hymn to death, but no matter the black knife or the red blade, the death aura on their knives was too strong, and his intuition made Komon not want to be touched by the red blade, so he actually stabbed Alan several times with his pistol. In the middle of the parry, a kick flew up from the bottom and kicked Alan under the waist, which was really vicious.

Alan bent his knees and held Comon's foot. The black knife had already unloaded its fist power at this time, and it slashed towards Comon's neck lightly. Komon sneered, raised his other hand up to open the black knife, and then raised the pistol and opened fire.

A bullet grazed Allen's thigh, and the skin immediately opened. Alan snorted, did not retreat, but advanced, and stabbed against the red blade of Comon. The two fought close to each other, and both sides moved extremely fast. Not to mention the black knife and red blade, or Kod's pistol. Even their shoulders or heads have become murder weapons against the enemy. The frequent collisions and confrontations between the two sides set off waves of whistling air, overflowing with source power, strangleling anything in the battle circle.

Alan was overconsumed and injured. If it weren't for Comon's fear of his death hymn, he would have been shot away. But after a moment of fighting, he finally gave Komon a chance to fly with his feet. Alan flew upside down, and when the man was still sliding back on the ground, Comon was already raising his gun and ready to shoot.

Suddenly, a gray wheel slashed, Ke Meng cursed secretly, and the person stepped back. Allen's figure was immediately replaced by Hubble, who carried the decapitator, and Hubble spun around in place and threw the giant axe out. The decapitator swirled and swept straight to Kormon's waist.

The major general fell backwards, and the giant axe slid over his body like a wheel, and the strong air flow made him breathless. He quickly bounced off the ground, looked at Hubble and said, "I'm not mistaken, you just saved him?" You're going to save a human? ”

"I just want to kill you ugly monkey." Hubble corrected, and the legs, as thick as elephant legs, took a big step. The Cato man rushed to Komon's side, lifted and smashed it down with one hand.

"Rubbish! It's up to you? Comon sneered, his left hand raised to hold Hubble's giant fist.

Hubble drank, his muscles trembling violently. He exerted his awe-inspiring force, and the violent force pressed down, Kemeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and his life was half a cut lower for Hubble. The wrestling between the two created a shockwave, and pieces of the ground beneath Komon's feet cracked and shattered. The Major General scolded and dismissed the idea of continuing to wrestle with Hubble. The hand grabbed and pulled, causing Hubble's center of gravity to be unstable. Comon spun around, and his right leg swept out a semicircle and swept it over Hubble's head.

He took advantage of the momentum to roll, his left hand on the ground, and the other leg quickly kicked off, propping himself on Hubble's chin, kicking the Cato off the ground. Comon himself took advantage of the force of the kick to soar into the air, and with a roll to adjust his direction, he was condescending, and the pistol fired repeatedly, blasting a Origin bullet towards Hubble below. Immediately exploded one after another, and clusters of blue flames burst into flames. Hubble is like being attacked with a pistol, it's like facing a round of mortar bombardment!