Lion City, Command Building.
"Commander, Freedom Wings and the Tiangang Dragon Riders have engaged."
"I'm not blind. I'm watching."
The commander of the Merlion, a middle-aged man with slicked-back hair, stood with his hands behind his back before the large screen.
He raised his head and watched as, on the large screen, a flaming greatsword smashed into the enormous Golden Cross in midair above the forest.
The image then began to flicker.
The flickering grew more and more intense. Finally, before the screen turned black, the commander saw the Golden Cross collapse and the greatsword cleave downward.
Then the image vanished.
However, looking out the window, they could still vaguely see a patch of bright crimson fire blazing in the distant outskirts of the city.
"Commander, should we..."
"Shut up!"
Before his adjutant could offer his opinion, the commander cut him off.
"In this situation, we absolutely cannot interfere."
"Whether it's Freedom Wings or the Tiangang Dragon Riders, we can't afford to provoke either of them."
"And judging from the current situation, after tonight, the conflict between these two groups will only grow more frequent."
The commander sighed. "If that's the case, I'm afraid we won't be able to remain neutral."
The adjutant fell silent.
Of course, he knew that once these two groups entered a state of total war, they definitely wouldn't allow the Merlion to remain neutral.
By then, the Merlion would no longer be able to curry favor with both sides as it did now. They would have to choose a side.
Whichever side the Merlion chose, their lives certainly wouldn't be as carefree as they were now.
If possible, they naturally wanted to remain neutral.
However, the tide of the times rolled relentlessly forward, leaving them no choice.
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In the nameless forest.
Watching