Jarilo-VI, Belobog's central administrative hall.
Silvery-white hair cascaded like a waterfall down to her waist.
A young female general sat with her black-stockinged legs crossed.
She held a somewhat outdated phone in both hands.
Her beautiful amber eyes sharpened as she watched the mysterious livestream closely.
From what her mother had told her.
Bronya knew that the enormous aqua-blue planet.
Lay beyond Belobog's endless snowfields.
It was another highly civilized world.
And at this moment, Azure Star faced a fate even more tragic than theirs.
If the entire planet shattered.
It would not merely mean the destruction of its cities, but its land, oceans, and even sky.
Would all vanish completely.
As she imagined that inexplicably terrifying scene of the apocalypse.
Bronya felt an unaccountable sadness.
As the commander of the Silvermane Guards.
The young Bronya had always been active on the front lines.
She had personally witnessed hundreds of brave Guards die at her side.
Yet on Azure Star.
The number of humans who would lose their lives in the next instant was more than tens of thousands of times greater.
"Come on, Conqueror Legion!"
"I hope Azure Star can escape the catastrophe of destruction."
"Though, as a spectator, all I can offer is a sincere prayer."
"I hope you can save that pitiful world..."
As Bronya murmured softly to herself, her lovely face.
Was filled with devotion and hope.
Though she knew nothing about what the Conqueror Legion actually was.
She was willing to believe that a miracle could happen.
"Bronya, you're still far too naive..."
"Against a terrifying evil god with such tremendous power."
"What use could the legion that human spoke of possibly be?"
"It would be nothing more than the futile act of throwing an egg against a rock."
"This universe is boundless, filled with terrifying beings beyond your imagination."
"Human civilization is fragile, after all..."
Lowering the phone she held, Cocolia turned her gaze toward the window.
Belobog's wind and snow seemed even more violent than usual.
Deeply aware of how insignificant human strength was before the unknown, Cocolia.
Recalled the nightmare-like whispers that lingered in her ears.
Rebirth after destruction might be Belobog's promised destiny.
And it was time for her to make up her mind.
Belobog's main district, the Neverwinter Workshop.
A handsome blond young man clad in silver metal armor.
Was spending time with the workshop's proprietress.
They watched Stars Live on an antiquated television.
"Little brother... isn't it time you headed back to the restricted zone for the changing of the guard?"
The long-haired woman, whose clothing was stylish and casually bold.
Stretched and drained the liquor in her glass.
Then she raised her head and spoke slowly in a somewhat languid tone.
"I'll leave after watching a little more."
"Sis... is that aqua-blue sphere the outside world you told me about?"
"It seems the stories about visitors from beyond the sky weren't just rumors."
Seated on a stool beside the counter.
Gepard, captain of the Silvermane Guards, watched the television with a complicated look in his eyes.
"I suppose so..."
"Actually, if we looked at the world beneath our feet from up in the sky."
"It should also be a blue... well... white sphere."
Resting her cheeks in her hands, she looked at Gepard nearby.
Serval raised her eyebrows, seeming to take a little interest.
Over the years, though Gepard occasionally came back to visit.
His less-than-accomplished older sister.
He always came and went in a hurry, rarely staying long.
"That world faces an even more tragic end than Belobog."
"Against a demonic god that blots out the sky, even swinging a sword becomes meaningless..."
"Compared to Azure Star's catastrophe, Fragmentum corrosion suddenly seems like nothing."
Gepard shook his head with a bitter smile, his gaze wistful.
Their world was not the only one facing an unprovoked catastrophe.
There was still much he could do.
But on Azure Star, what could humans like him possibly do?
"I suppose you're right."
"But there's still a chance things could turn around. The Conqueror Legion hasn't arrived yet, has it?"
"Look at Mr. Lin Chen. He doesn't seem to be bluffing, does he?"
"Who knows? Maybe they'll drive the evil god away."
"Never decide how things will end until the very last moment..."
Taking a small sip of the liquor in her glass.
Serval, her gaze slightly hazy, spread her hands and spoke casually.
"Sis... your optimism really is frightening."
"It's just as unreasonable as the decision you made back then."
"I'm leaving..."
His expression growing a little colder, the handsome armored young man rose.
He pushed open the door of the Neverwinter Workshop.
His figure disappeared at the end of Belobog's street.
"Hmm... did I say something wrong again?"
"Just as I thought... even Gepard doesn't believe in his older sister."
Cupping her slightly flushed cheeks in both hands.
Serval's beautiful face took on a self-mocking smile.
She rose and walked toward the television.
Intending to switch off the power-hungry antique.
The scene on the livestream suddenly changed.
Making the slightly tipsy Serval's pupils abruptly contract...
Within the Starstream Livestream Room's broadcast.
As it hovered in the depths of space.
The sky-blotting shadow of the evil god tightened its monstrous claws.
Beyond Azure Star's orbit.
The enormous shield glowing orange.
Developed vast cracks.
Then exploded in an instant.
Countless fragments of energy scattered outward like shards of a shattered mirror.
The Peace IV ultra-wide-area repulsion-field shield.
A planetary-scale absolute barrier built using Herta Technology.
Ultimately fell not to an external saturation bombardment by planet-destroying warships.
But to being crushed in the hand of the uncanny evil god.
At the same time.
Brilliant fireworks erupted one after another along Azure Star's orbit.
Exploding like a string of firecrackers.
Countless fragments of human starships began falling toward the ground.
Flames blotted out the sky.
Like the scenes of the final apocalypse recorded in myths.
Meanwhile, on Azure Star's surface.
In cities crowded with towering skyscrapers.
Everyone looked up at the crimson sky.
Cries, roars, and prayers mingled into a seething river.
"Whether you're a god or a demon... please save this poor planet."
"Conqueror Legion, I pray to you with all my heart. May this catastrophe finally be dispelled."
"Everyone, don't panic! We still have the Conqueror Legion. Watch the livestream on your phones..."
"Now, that man is the only one we can pray to..."
At this very moment, the humans of Azure Star.
Besides praying to Aeons that existed only as concepts.
Were all praying that the Conqueror Legion's arrival would bring them hope of survival.
In Azure Star's low orbit, above the shattered ruins of Herta Space Station.
Lin Chen, who had quietly watched events unfold all this time.
Also heard a system notification sound in his mind.
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