Ince didn't even see how that lance pierced through the man's body, causing those fatal injuries.

To be precise, he didn't even see the girl's hand movement.

In just a blink, the man's life came to an end.

Is it his turn next?

At this moment, both he and the silver-haired girl fixed their gaze on the man's suitcase, on that bomb about to explode.

Ince didn't know whether that lance would pierce through him next, or if the explosion's flames would engulf him first.

A terrifying scene appeared in front of him again; the girl's upper body split open, yes, split open!

It split into more than ten parts, like a flower bud, from the dark red, frenzied, and desire-colored heart emerged countless wild and chaotic tendrils, piercing through the bomb lying on the ground.

The Heart of Desire opened its blood-red mouth, lifted the bomb from the ground, and swallowed it whole.

Just like a stone dropped into a vast lake, not a single splash emerged.

The blood seams on the silver-haired girl's body slowly healed and disappeared. Ince could no longer suppress his inner fear: "Monster..."

"You monster!"

The Star of Art he was in had once been rated as the safest, most livable, and happiest Nest City by Cosmic Heavy Industries. His understanding of strange tales, from childhood to adulthood, mainly came from movies and news.

He never imagined one day he would have such a close encounter with a strange tale, the terrifying aura from the other devouring his sanity, leaving only one thought in his mind - to run, as fast as possible!

Seeing Ince roll and crawl up the steps towards the platform, Angelina didn't understand why he feared her.

In the girl's mind now was a chaos of thoughts; analyzing and clarifying logical relationships was a luxury for her.

Like a newborn infant, she could only instinctively respond to the world.

That man had malice, so she killed him.

That suitcase posed a danger to her, so she ate it.

Angelina's gaze finally fell on another figure on the steps, the Tuner.

Sweating profusely, should he step forward?

Fight this monster?

He had witnessed everything earlier, but he didn't even see her make a move; such a strange tale was not something he was capable of dealing with at this level.

At this time, a brilliant blue light exploded from the chest of the silver-haired girl below, and he saw the girl's chest and shoulder blossom with a dazzling blood flower, an entire arm flying into the air.

After being attacked, the silver-haired girl barely reacted; her dim eyes were like stagnant water, never rippling, as if she had long been numb to pain and anger.

She softly moaned, instinctively curling up like a wounded wolf on the snowy plains.

"Move aside, idiot."

The Tuner heard a scolding voice from behind.

Turning his head, he noticed a dozen or so figures on the platform, all dressed as station staff, well-equipped, with commanding presences.

Especially the short-haired girl at the center, holding a battle banner as tall as three people, her aura radiating steadiness and confidence, as bright and bold as the Firebird emblem on her banner.

"Leave it to the professionals."

"Get down quickly, you useless eye-coordinating Tuner, embarrassing."

A young man came to his side, patted his shoulder, and walked down. As he spoke, the youth's technologically advanced massive weapon appeared, its blade form-shifting and spewing scorching white steam.

"Finally caught this big fish, the mastermind behind destroying Corrupt Nest City, identified as a world-class anomaly by the association - Abyssal White Flower; is that her?"

The petite girl holding a heavy cannon sat on the metal railing, moved her goggles up, her tone lighthearted. The scorching residual light on the heavy cannon, which was half a head taller than her, had not completely faded; it was her that had caused the previous attack.

While they conversed, Angelina's injuries below were completely healed; slowly she stood up, her dim eyes filled with creeping blood vessels, and ghostly white Other Shore Flowers bloomed on every inch of her skin, a withering aura constantly infusing into her body; like an Evil Ghost crawling from Hell, she seemed on the verge of losing control.

"She's a world-class anomaly, don't underestimate her." The middle-aged man wiped the blade in his hand, his posture upright, his wise eyes becoming resolute. "Even though this isn't the first time we've faced something of this level."

The short-haired girl in the center swung her battle banner high, her lips curling into a confident, peaceful smile.

"Fifth Tier Battle Banner Master, Chichu Hong, will take full command of this operation."

""Cleaner Association, Special Operations Division Sixth Class against anomalies, operation begins!"

"Are you going to fight, here?" The vast amount of information left the Tuner dazed; these people were from the association's Special Sixth Class.

That means every single person here, except him, was at least a Fourth Tier combat professional Cleaner, and that woman was even known as the Battlefield Rose, bringing the dawn of victory and hope, the Battlefield Rose!

Frequently appearing on the front lines fighting powerful anomalies, he had heard of various battlefield honor deeds, and someone of this caliber, appearing in the Star of Art, had not even caused a ripple within the association.

The secrecy was so tight; it seems the association's top definitely placed great importance on this operational mission, and now this group's target was the silver-haired girl, identified as a world-class anomaly who destroyed the entire Corrupt Nest City?

Such a significant matter, people living in the Star of Art within the same Cosmic Heavy Industries territory were completely unaware.

"If you start fighting, it will destroy the entire station, and there are so many people here, they'll die...

"Don't worry, it won't affect anyone." The short-haired girl's voice gradually intensified,

"Because where I am, is the battlefield!"

With that, she suddenly plunged the battle banner deep into the ground; with her at the center, a fierce, violent wind roared, waves containing great power reverberating out, a towering black barrier shot skyward, bouncing the Tuner a thousand meters off, sweeping across the entire world!

...

"Hey, everyone, look over there, that's in the direction of Belvedere Station, right?"

Someone from the crowd shouted.

Everyone turned to look in the direction the person indicated, witnessing an unforgettable sight.

A giant black barrier obscured the sky, appearing unexpectedly, completely enveloping Belvedere Station; the sky above was swirling with dark clouds, fierce winds stirring them, ghostly lights flickering, and thunder roaring!

Soon, someone recorded this scene on a curtain, uploaded it online, attracting countless viewers.

Not long after, more Tuners and urban security maintainers appeared, dispersing the spectators.

Amid the jostling crowd, Tang Xin tightly gripped Xu Xiaoyou's hand, not letting the flow of people separate them.

"Xiaoyou, something seems to be happening over at the station, why don't we head home first today?"

Listening to Tang Xin's words, Xu Xiaoyou nodded.

Just a while ago, as they were about to leave the station, suddenly a broadcast announced evacuation for everyone; soon, security locked down the entire station, scattering nearby crowds, saying it was an emergency drill, but naturally, no one believed such a statement.

Making such a grand spectacle, it's either related to the madmen from the Ascetic Sect or a newly emerged high-risk anomaly at the station.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, she stood and looked towards the top of the station.

For some reason, a vague unease grew within her.

Where does this uneasy premonition originate?

What's happening inside Belvedere Station now?