The war between humans and Vampires had begun.
And the members of Imperial Sequence were not the only ones in Solo City.
The Judgment Court-or rather, the former Judgment Court-had seen every inquisitor who could return abandon their efforts to conquer High-Level Platform worlds, spending vast amounts of Train Coins to leave directly.
Apart from those who truly could not be contacted or could not come, a total of 1,072 Judgment Enforcers had gathered here on the Fourth Floor.
Their Chief Grand Inquisitor, Zhao Xi, stood atop her train. Her petite body exuded authority, and every Judgment Enforcer awaited her command.
"Kill."
Her voice was steady, yet full of power.
The instant that one-word order fell, dense Judgment power poured ceaselessly from Zhao Xi's tiny body.
Her hair turned silver-white, and Thunder wreathed her.
A spear hovered behind her.
She leaped high into the air, and behind her, the many Judgment Enforcers also charged toward the powerful Vampires scattered throughout the area.
Of the 1,072 Judgment Enforcers, seventy-one were Top-Level Train Conductors with Train Levels above 45.
The other 1,001 had Train Levels above 30.
Solo City, all four floors.
Every Train Conductor and native human who had stayed here knew of this war, and had even joined it.
Of the many guilds on the Third Floor, only a very few had chosen to leave.
All the Train Conductors on the Second Floor had stayed.
On the First Floor, even the ordinary people who lived there were doing everything they could for the war on the three floors above, transporting ammunition that might be insignificant, or parts that any Train Conductor could casually manufacture.
Or perhaps... they climbed into Mecha and joined this war, destined to be cruel and prolonged, as ordinary people.
Zhao Lin was on the Second Floor.