Dense masses of undead blanketed the boundless wilderness. Surging flames ignited the bodies of lesser demons as they weaved through the undead, crashing against the tightly shut city gates with terrifying momentum.
Two phantoms streaked across the sky above the wilderness, descending toward the sealed city gates and the densely packed undead army.
Just as they were about to approach the undead army, strands of green radiance wove themselves into a fine net, blocking their path.
The two phantoms halted and stared at the green lattice of light.
A voice carrying a faint crackle of electricity came from one of the phantoms. "Levi, are you going to break the agreement and personally take part in the Federation's civil war?"
"I'm not here to break the agreement." A calm, hoarse voice sounded from within the green lattice. Then, the light on the lattice converged, swiftly outlining the figure of a white-haired man. It was Levi.
He raised his head and looked at the two blurred figures before him. "Rather, it seems you are the ones preparing to break the agreement."
"An angel has entered the civil war, and you're the only angel in this city." The voice with the electrical crackle rasped, "Preventing any angel from participating in the Federation's internal wars is part of our pact. Or did you bring in another angel?"
"I haven't participated in the civil war, nor have I seen any other angels." Levi watched the two of them and smiled. "By the way, there seem to be a lot of undead creatures here. It looks like the handiwork of the Church of Death God. Have you joined a cult? Changed your faith?"
"Levi, don't throw accusations around," the crackling voice said quickly. "These undead were created by the two sides in the civil war. According