Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 692: Signal Disappeared

Dawn.

Light lazily crawled through the window and flowed through the clean table like water. It landed on the soft carpet. In the light, the long dust whirled and danced. As time passed, the light stretched out onto the only bed in the room. It struggled to climb onto the bed, spreading through the wrinkled sheets to a slender leg.

When it was about to continue exploring the quilt, the person under the quilt woke up.

Katherine opened her eyes slightly, strands of hair hanging messily on her face, her eyes looking at the ceiling blankly. After a while, the Nether River in his eyes slowly flowed. She propped herself up and sat up on the bed. The quilt slid down from her silk-smooth body, revealing her slightly green but beautiful upper body. Lifting the blanket, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom in her underwear to take a bath.

A moment later, Catherine walked out with some heat. Wipe the water-dried hair with a towel and take out a straight uniform from the wardrobe. As a result, in the sunlight, this beautiful and youthful body was gradually wrapped up by the pitch-black and solemn uniform of the general. When Catherine put on her cape, she had changed from a young girl to the most famous female major general in the Federation.

While she was tidying her hair, a notification sounded in her brain. Catherine looked over and saw an icon of a communication request flickering. She casually clicked open the communication window on the screen. The tactical staff officer said nervously, "Something happened, General. Mr. Allen's signal just disappeared!"

"What!" Catherine asked, "Where's Latis? Hasn't he reached the source alert yet?"

'"Lieutenant Latis reported back not long ago that they were ambushed in the Second Grade Theater of Operations. It seems like they couldn't get through so easily. Since then, we haven't contacted each other. The battle might be tight. Or should I contact them again?"

"No." Katherine tied her two iconic ponytails: "Get me a speedboat and I'll go myself. There should be two hours before the battle conference. That's all."

After the communication ended, Catherine walked out of the camp. The sunlight shone from above her head. It was so brilliant.

However, a gloomy cloud shrouded her heart.

"Who am I? That's a good question."

The wind was howling, and they desperately drilled into the cloak, causing the cloak to sound like hunting in the wind. The owner of the cloak stretched out his hand and took off his hat, revealing an energetic face.

Without a doubt, the other party was a human. Therefore, it was reasonable for him to attack Hubble, but it was a bit hard for others to guess his intentions if he attacked Alan as well.

'"Aiyaya, the situation is perfect for me. Our heroic Mr. Allen fought against the high-ranking experts of the enemy and both died in battle. No matter what, the play is enough to make a heroic poem. The thought of it makes one feel moved to tears." After this person finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh. He treated both Alan and Hubble as transparent and even laughed until he bent down with his neck in his arms.

Hubble snorted and pounced on the uninvited guest with the beheader in his hand. However, his momentum was imposing, but his speed wasn't fast. Before he could run half a distance, the man on the other side suddenly stood up and fired a gorgeous pistol in his hand. A bullet of Origin Energy shot towards Hubble's shield. These bullets looked slender, but their power was astonishing. Hubble used his axe to blow up a few times before being pushed back by the rain of bullets.

After a round of shooting, Hubble almost retreated. The man then blew his breath at the muzzle and said, "So you big rhinos are barbaric. Don't you know that interrupting them is impolite?"

Then he looked at Alan and said, "How about joining hands with me to get rid of this bull first?"

"I refuse." Ellen said without hesitation, "Did you really think I was stupid that you were going to kill me just now?"

"Ya, is there such a thing?" The man shrugged and said, "Look, I forgot."

"Alright, stop pretending. Who exactly are you? It's you. Did you modify the contents of our mission?" Alan said in a deep voice.

The man looked at the sky, and a ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and fell on his body. He stretched out his hand to catch the sunshine, but his fingers only reached the air. "Mr. Allen is really sharp. That's right, I modified your mission. Speaking of which, all you have to do is follow my script and crash into the main Catoan barracks. You know, actors like you who don't play according to the script are the biggest headaches."

"As for my identity, there's no need for the dead to know too much, right?" Comon lowered his head and smiled. The sunlight slid away from his body. At this moment, the atmosphere around him was gloomy and oppressive.

"I have no intention of dying here!" Allen did not retrieve the Blood Hidden Domain and rushed towards Comon with the devil's praise.

Comon raised his pistol, his Origin Energy aura surging, and the muzzle of the gun lit up. The Origin Energy bullet in the chamber had already been condensed and was waiting for the time to exit the chamber. Comon locked onto Alan's head and pressed down with his fingers.

"Belmond!" Alan shouted.

Belmond immediately understood and waved his hand at Allen. Dark fog immediately surged and opened the shadow passageway in front of Allen. Alan drilled in, and at the same time, an Origin Energy bullet dragged the jade flame through the black mist. Comon cried out, and a mist appeared behind him. Alan drilled out of the mist. The dagger in his hand had already disappeared, changing into two blades, one long and one short, one black and one red. The blade of the long black saber was extremely thin, almost like a piece of paper. It looked very slender, but it gave off an exceptionally sharp feeling. There was no decoration on it, and the blade was pitch black like ink, simple and deep. Only the hilt of the knife was wrapped in white cloth. The cloth flew and stretched in the air, and the ends gradually faded into the air. It did not look as simple as a simple substance.

The other red saber was as short as a dagger, and its body was as narrow and long as a bayonet.

These two blades were precisely the Third Grade Awakening stance praised by the Abyss Devil.

Death hymn!

Although Comon did not recognize the Death Hymn, he could easily sense the aura of death coming from the black blade. That aura was so strong that even if he wanted to deliberately ignore it, he would not be able to do so. In the blink of an eye, Alan had already swept his black saber across the area, and a pitch-black screen of light swept towards Comon's waist.

Comon put away his smile and his expression became extremely serious. He floated back lightly like a fallen leaf, his left hand clenching his fist and smashing onto the black saber with the weight of a mountain. The changes in weight were naturally smooth. Faced with the death hymn, Comon didn't dare to take it lightly. He took out the strength that the Federation Major General should have.

The black saber was smashed down by Comon, and Alan didn't care. In front of him, the red blade in his other hand instantly stabbed several times, aiming straight at the vital point. His red blade was also part of the Death Hymn, and it had the characteristics of a Death Hymn. Once injured, the cells near the wound begin to necrosis. And over time, the area of cell necrosis will continue to spread.

However, the initial injuries weren't obvious and were often ignored. By the time he discovered it, there was nothing he could do.

Even if it was an expert, if the necrotic cells spread to important organs, even if they were removed in time, their strength would be greatly reduced in the future. Comon didn't know the characteristics of the Death Hymn, but regardless of whether it was the black saber or the red blade, the aura of death on their sabers was too strong. His intuition made Comon unwilling to be touched by the red blade. He actually used a pistol to connect Allen's sabers. A kick flew up from the bottom of the parry and kicked Allen's waist. It was really vicious.

Alan bent his knees and put his foot on Comon's. At this moment, the black saber had already removed its fist power and sliced towards Ke Meng's neck. Ke Meng sneered and raised his other hand to lift the black knife. Then, he raised his pistol and opened fire.

A bullet brushed past Allen's thigh and immediately split open his flesh. Allen snorted and instead of retreating, he stabbed at Ke Meng's red blade. Just like that, the two of them started to engage in close combat, and both of their movements were extremely fast. Not to mention the black saber, red blade, or Kurd's pistol. Even their shoulders and heads had become a weapon for killing enemies. The frequent collisions between the two sides caused waves of whistling Qi to surge out, causing Origin Energy to overflow in all directions, hitting anything within the battle circle.

Allen had exhausted too much energy and suffered injuries in the end. If it wasn't for Kerman's fear of his death hymn, he would have been sent flying long ago. But after a moment of fighting, he finally gave Comon a chance to fly with his feet. Alan flew backwards, and when he was still sliding back on the ground, Comon had already raised his gun and was about to shoot.

Suddenly, a gray wheel sliced over, and Ke Meng cursed and retreated. Allen's figure was immediately replaced by Hubble. He carried the beheader and spun around before throwing the axe out. The beheader swept across, straight for Ke Meng waist.

The Major General leaned backwards and the axe slid past his body like a wheel. The strong airflow made it difficult for him to breathe. He quickly bounced off the ground and looked at Hubble. "Am I wrong? Did you just save him? You want to save a human?"

"I just want to kill that ugly monkey of yours." Hubble corrected, and his thick legs took large strides. The Catus rushed to Comon's side, lifted it with one hand, and smashed it down.

"Trash! Just you?" Comon sneered and raised his left hand to block Hubble's fist.

Hubble shouted, his muscles trembling violently. He exerted his strength and suppressed the violent force. Comon's pupils instantly shrank, and his life was half suppressed by Hubble. The wrestling between the two produced a shockwave, causing the ground beneath Comon's feet to crack and shatter. The major general scolded, dispelling the idea of continuing to fight with Hubble. The grab and pull of his hand caused Hubble's center of gravity to become unstable. Comon swung his right leg and swept a semicircle across Hubble's head.

He took advantage of the situation to roll, his left hand on the ground, and his other leg quickly kicked off, supporting Hubble's chin, kicking the Catus off the ground. Comon himself borrowed this kick to soar into the air. He rolled and adjusted his direction. He immediately stood at a high position and fired a pistol, sending a bullet of Origin Energy down towards Hubble. Balls of jade-colored flames immediately exploded one after another. It wasn't like Hubble was being attacked by a pistol, it was like facing a round of mortar bombardment!