"Let His Highness Prince Hu Fu and his General prepare for the solar bombardment... in the worst case, we will use it."
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"Ah, Charldo Harbor, the scenery in my memory is infinitely beautiful, yet it is stained with too much of the smoke of war. Listen, my city is weeping, but it's okay, I've returned, when it needs me once more."
A nostalgic voice sounded behind the observation window, on the viewing platform of the shuttlecraft silently moving forward in the night, where a Half-body Man with a mechanized cane spoke with deep emotion as if reciting poetry.
As the shuttlecraft descended, the night view of Charldo Harbor became clearer, revealing the war-torn devastation more distinctly. The peace of yesteryears vanished like a shattered illusion.
"I thought we were just going to complete the final echo of the Black Disaster here, but I didn't expect you to come personally."
