This was what had happened since Feng Yi had left the Dragon Gate space station in these past few days.

At this moment, people were still in the throes of grief over Lily's death, but that couldn't stop them from moving forward. Life had to continue, and the battle had to go on.

Due to the level of destruction caused by super soldiers far exceeding that of regular pilots, setting up the arena often took several hours, which meant that there could be at most two battles per day.

The afternoon battle arrived as scheduled. It was an internal conflict in Saudi, a direct confrontation between Kexiao and Shabak.

If there was anyone whose popularity could chase after the Revenge Shadow Rider, it was undoubtedly Kexiao. As for Shabak, he wasn't without support. After all, as an early ruler, Shabak did have some authority. Coupled with his vindictive nature, people were reluctant to offend him. Even if they acted hypocritically, they would still make an effort on the surface. Compared to Shabak's icy demeanor, Kexiao's magnanimity was not particularly worrisome.

During the pre-battle interview, Shabak maintained a grim expression and calmly stated that he was very much looking forward to this death game with Kexiao.

For some reason, his icy tone even made the interviewing reporter shiver.

Shabak had been brewing his emotions; he wanted to utterly defeat Kexiao. Only by defeating Kexiao would he have a chance to reclaim everything that was his.

Originally, he was a high and mighty prince, now reduced to a laughing stock among the upper class—laugh, shout, a bunch of people only good at verbal skills. He hated Kexiao, he hated everyone in the world. By defeating Kexiao, his reputation would soar like a rocket. This world wasn't accustomed to comebacks by just Rafael.

Whenever he thought of this, a malevolent sneer flashed through Shabak's eyes. With such thoughts, Shabak boarded the Abyss Mecha and made two consecutive sideways moves to land in the center of the arena.

People were surprised at Shabak's appearance, with more than an hour left before the battle. Could he have mistaken the time?

Clearly not. Behind every force was a powerful team. Such a basic error in timing was impossible. In other words, Shabak had deliberately arrived early at the battlefield.

Seeing this, pilots from various countries were puzzled, but those in the know understood that Shabak was perhaps brewing his emotions. After all, in the turmoil of war, his rule had evaporated following a few commands from Kexiao, his status plummeting dramatically. Hence, a small number of people could roughly guess the reason for Shabak's early appearance; his hatred had even reached a level of paranoia incomprehensible to ordinary people.

"Hmph, a madman," muttered Sky Shadow softly in the Federation players' section. Although his voice was low, his fellow colleagues heard him loud and clear.

It was unclear why Sky Shadow had suddenly made that remark, especially coming from such a proud individual.

"Sky Shadow, did you notice something?" Angelina approached, puzzled.

"There's no need to explain it to you," Sky Shadow crossed his arms and glanced dismissively at Angelina.

This particularly irked Angelina! She clenched her fists, then let them go. For someone like him, apart from official matters, there was no need to bother.

As Feng Yi had recommended him to the Military Department, at this moment Sky Shadow's status was indeed above Angelina's, at least for the near future. Showing his personal talents, he hesitated briefly before silently sending a message to Greedy Wolf on Heavenly Communication.

Seeing the Heavenly Communication alert, Greedy Wolf was taken aback. This arrogant individual seldom initiated contact with others. "Sky Shadow, what's the matter?" Greedy Wolf answered, his expression quite peculiar.

Sky Shadow replied, "I can't finalize my judgment, but I have gathered some information about Shabak."

"What information? Let's hear it."

"It's certain that Shabak is not Kexiao's match, which I think Shabak is well aware of. He always acts cautiously but sometimes shows a recklessly daring side without regard for consequences."

Greedy Wolf seemed to scent something else in Sky Shadow's words, as a contestant in the competition, Greedy Wolf was aware that Shabak had arrived at the arena an hour early, indicating Shabak was confident. He asked, "And then, what are you trying to say?"

Sky Shadow said solemnly, "With Kexiao's intelligence, he wouldn't give Shabak a chance to sabotage the Savior, this much I think Shabak is aware of as well, thus I suspect that he may be equipped with weapons of mass destruction."

Then one could vaguely associate some kind of possibility with the unknown launchers carried by Abyss, coupled with the understanding of Shabak, Sky Shadow believed this possibility was not only present but also high.

When he finished speaking, he immediately disconnected the Heavenly Communication, what Greedy Wolf thought or did was not for him to worry about, at least he was fully prepared by then.

Chichichichi...

Five minutes before the battle, a silver-white lightning suddenly descended from nowhere, landing right in front of the towering Abyss' Gundam. The Savior's Silver Spear slanted towards the ground, Kexiao's aura calm, his complex gaze steady without wandering.

From inside the Abyss, a cold laugh echoed, "You've finally come, our one and only Little Prince." The over one-hour wait was both brief and an agonizing eternity for Shabak, he was eager to engage Kexiao in a fierce battle.

"Yes," Kexiao replied briefly, his voice calm yet subtly tinged with a hint of loss, "Shabak, can you never move on from the past?"

The abrupt dialogue inevitably aroused suspicion among the spectators, even the commentators lost their voices at that moment.

Chewing over the word "past," Shabak laughed lightly without reason. Who had caused his complete downfall? Who had thrown him from heaven into hell? The hatred between them could only be resolved by death—no, even death would not suffice.

"Do you know how I've been during this period?"

"I certainly understand, but in the face of national fortune, personal interests are so trivial, sometimes we must learn to choose, I hope you understand my predicament."

Hearing this, Jiu Ling was slightly stunned; there had been a time when Feng Yi had spoken these words to her, under the chaotic political situation in Saudi, if not for Kexiao's intervention, the domestic situation would have immediately collapsed under Rafael's control, by then it would not be as simple as a ceasefire treaty, in a flash of thought, she remembered that summer night.

"Hahaha, to sacrifice the individual for the greater good, is that your pretentious choice?"

Kexiao did not respond to Shabak. He had tried to change Shabak before, but knew that for someone blinded by hatred, any voice was merely a catalyst.

"Do you know how long I have been looking forward to this battle? I bet that today I will defeat you, I definitely will."

"I'm looking forward to it, I hope you adhere to your own knightly spirit," Kexiao replied, seemingly alluding to something, in his emotionless voice.

"Knightly spirit, what a ridiculous term, you think you're qualified to discuss knightly spirit with me?"

Hearing this, Kexiao's handsome face gradually darkened… his emotion did not fluctuate, but the sad part was that Shabak was irredeemably corrupted and twisted by the filth of his soul.

With a soft sigh, Kexiao decided not to engage with Shabak anymore.

"Why are you silent now, you hypocritical, despicable savior?" Shabak's mocking voice was unusually calm, seemingly intending to provoke Kexiao's emotions, yet it had no effect. As the countdown to the battle came to an end, a buzzer sounded.

Shabak took the initiative, without a word, swiftly drew various ranged weapons and suddenly attacked the Savior, "Die, despicable creature, let me take this game of death to the end." Like venting his emotions, Shabak roared fiercely…

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