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The night was deep, and destruction and unrest were happening silently.

Flickering searchlights pierced the pitch-black night, their trailing light revealing a fiery red; magnificent buildings in a residential area had ignited, casting the sky in a brilliant crimson glow, like the rosy dawn.

Continuous explosions came from a city gate, and by the time they reached the city district, they sounded muffled and oppressive due to the distance, resembling rolling thunder in the sky.

Elsewhere, flames sparked to life and spread, abruptly awakening the slumbering city, with the panicked cries of its residents shattering the calm.

No one knew who was seizing the opportunity to create chaos.

Yet, some parts of the city were completely unaffected.

Outside the grand building of Parliament in the Central City District, unlike the chaos erupting elsewhere, this lone structure within the Moat area remained serene and tranquil.

Outside the brightly lit building, orderly patrols of the parliamentary army seemed indifferent to the external turmoil, while hidden cannon muzzles within the building kept a tight watch over the entire waterway in secret.

Where the wall hugged the waterway, subtle ripples appeared on the dark water's surface.

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In the northwest city gate area.

The adjutant moved swiftly through the alleys, maliciously tossing small bombs elsewhere en route, not deadly, but enough to cause chaos.

Surprised by the sudden attacks, half the local population chose to run to the nearest fortifications at the city gate, while the other half headed deeper into the district to seek help from the patrol teams.

But now chaos was everywhere, and the patrols chasing suspects were spread too thin.

After all, of the three Military Commanders, one had betrayed and was causing trouble, one was busy defending against the invaders from the North, and another was consumed by rage, obsessed with catching spies—no one was there to lead them.

Without orders, the patrol teams could only act on their own judgment.

First and foremost, defending the city gate was essential!

The adjutant threw several bombs toward the northwest city gate, then, pretending to be a panicked civilian, quickly changed direction and fled before the troops could arrest him.

In a pitch-black room, a sniper rifle lay hidden in the basement.

The adjutant, now out of uniform and dressed in black, loaded the special sniper rifle of the Radiant Corps and blended into the night on the rooftop.

He targeted the highest guardhouse at the city gate.

However, the person inside had fortified himself well, without showing the slightest flaw. The material of the guardhouse was nearly as strong as the steel of the city walls—extremely tough.

The adjutant aimed at the lower left corner of the guardhouse, then moved the scope up slightly, as if searching for the right spot.

Then, he decisively pulled the trigger!

Whizz—

The dark bullet streaked through the night, like a dim meteor hurtling toward the guardhouse!

Bang!

The moment the bullet pierced the guardhouse wall, a dazzling burst of light exploded, its powerful force penetrating the metal, but it missed the person inside.

In the moment the bullet was halted by the sturdy wall, the sniper inside the guardhouse swiftly ducked down, evading a fatal headshot!

He lay on the ground, shocked, glancing up at the bullet hole.

It was as though something had scorched the wall; the breach in the wall was molten, with wisps of white smoke drifting from it.

"Radiant Corps?"

Only the special bullets of the Radiant Corps could breach the defenses of the Four Walls, though if the guardhouse had been built just a bit thicker, no bullet or shell could penetrate—it would need the several meters' thickness of the city walls.

The targeted sniper assessed the enemy's capabilities quickly and swung his rifle towards the city district, locking onto a location based on the trajectory of the shot.

But all was dark there, with thin wisps of smoke from the distant flames wafting through.

The sniper searched carefully and, upon spotting an anomalous double image in the residential area, he did not hesitate to pull the trigger!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In an instant, two sniper rounds crisscrossed, punching through the guardhouse with flashes of light bursting forth!

The sniper grunted as a spray of blood erupted from his entire left shoulder!

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The enemy had this time aimed for his body and, unable to dodge in time because of the moment the gun was fired, the bullet directly blasted apart his bulletproof vest.

But the sniper did not attend to his injuries. He quickly looked back through the scope and continued searching the area he had just been observing, finding that the blur had already disappeared.

Indeed, it was a person.

The sniper grabbed his rifle, pushed open the door of the guard post, and vaulted down, landing on the city wall.

The strength of the opponent was not to be underestimated. Continuing to stay in the guard post would only restrict his movement since it no longer offered any defensive value.

"Sir?"

The defending soldiers on the city wall looked at the figure that had landed with concern.

While squatting down to set up his rifle, the sniper said, "Send a search party there immediately. The other party is a member of the Radiant Corps, proceed with caution."

Upon receiving the order, the defending soldiers bent slightly and swiftly departed along the city wall. Your journey continues on empire

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On another roof, not far away.

The aide hid behind a chimney, cursing as he tied up his bleeding arm, "Damn it, another bullet in me!"

But he was certain he had hit his target as well. Aiming for the small target of the head made it easy to avoid, so this time he chose to aim near the heart.

But now, considering everything, he was at a loss since the other party had just shot him again!

As the aide tied the knot, he glanced back, only to see a dark figure dropping from the high guard post, soon disappearing atop the city wall.

The opponent was a shooter. It was unlikely for them to come over for a direct fight, but they would arrange for someone else to do so!

The aide quickly lifted his sniper rifle and stuck out his body, firing another bullet towards the city wall, then deftly retracted back to safety.

Bang!

The chimney he was leaning on was struck, chipping away some fragments.

On the city wall, the sniper saw a soldier beside him get shot and fall. He hastily yelled, "Everyone down! Take cover!"

At the same time, he quickly changed positions.

With the length of the city wall, he could change spots countless times. He also had the high ground advantage, whereas his opponent could only move within the housing district below and would soon have to face a military operation.

They had the advantage!

The aide realized this as well.

He replenished the two bullets he had just used from his magazine, then suddenly stood out from behind the chimney.

Whoosh—!

The dark bullet shot through the air, hitting a soldier hidden behind the city wall based on memory, but another bullet, just as accurate, flew towards him from a different direction!

The aide quickly turned the gun around and squeezed the trigger towards that direction!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several bullets poured out in rapid succession, leaving neatly aligned bullet holes to the left and right of the city wall, the light bursting through iron and copper like a flash, casting a stunningly tragic glow of red!

The sniper, blown backward by the impact, crashed to the ground, his body bleeding profusely where the bullets had pierced, the terrible injury almost tearing him apart.

The sniper, who was hit by two bullets, looked astonished. There was no fear of death, only surprise—he hadn't expected his opponent not to dodge this shot!

Had he guessed that he hadn't aimed for the head?

But with an injury from a sniper bullet, the other party wouldn't have the ability to escape the upcoming pursuit. Was this a suicide soldier?

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The aide sucked in a sharp breath, clutching his chest.

Discarding the cumbersome sniper rifle, he drew the pistol from his waist and fired a signal shot into the sky. Then he turned and jumped off the roof, quickly making his escape.

In the turmoil above the darkened city, another dazzling firework bloomed.

Outside the city.

From a distance, a scout observed the firework.