The command vehicle of the Light Core was eerily quiet.
Now there was no sound of command, as Miss Creyah, responsible for issuing orders, had left with her guard three minutes ago to personally intercept that terrifying demon.
Yet the machinery continued to run faithfully, for machines would never abandon their posts. Displayed on the big screen was the current state of battle, where dust scattered deep in the Fixed Wing District, and a figure emerged step by step from the black smoke.
They saw white, an inorganic white. That material of white covered nearly half of the newcomer's body and a small portion of the face, making him appear as horrifying as a zombie! Yet even transformed into such a terrifying figure, the demon still stood tall, his tattered cape fluttering behind him, and his chilling laughter reached people's ears...
The demon was still laughing!
"——Aaaaahhhh!!"
