Floating warplanes raced through the pitch-dark sky.
Scott sat in the Control Room, lifting his head to gaze at the brilliantly lit buildings up ahead.
"General, we've reached the Saint Ilan District."
The communicator in front of him lit up, broadcasting a slightly coarse voice, "We've detected a Mecha Squad from the South City Defense Army stationed in the Saint Ilan District, they are currently en route to intercept us."
"Corvey that Old Geezer is near death and still won't evacuate these people. Order the whole team to accelerate forward," Scott said calmly, his gaze fixed on the buildings ahead, "Warn the people of South City to evacuate immediately. We come in the name of peace, but any who stand in our way, show no mercy."
"Yes!"
The voice from the communicator promptly responded, and then the communication cut off.
The distant high walls trembled with a booming sound, and the high-rise buildings under the veil of night still shone with bright lights.
