Chapter 1072 - 385: To Live Is to See the Scenery You Long For!

At this moment, she was momentarily transported back to her childhood.

The deep-seated fear she felt the first time she faced the gruesome Life Ghost.

All of this was simply because Wei Banmeng had just quickly turned to look at her.

When a person has experienced countless brutal battles between life and death.

And fought numerous formidable enemies.

Fear has long been honed into a combat instinct.

While simultaneously holding a high position.

A person like this, no matter how much they may usually restrain their sharpness.

The occasional glance of dissatisfaction is not something a Tier One can bear.

Hua Jing’s cheeks instantly lost all color, and her raised arm became rigid.

However.

Wei Banmeng’s gaze lingered on Hua Jing’s face for less than half a second.

She recognized this girl.

The little girlfriend Chu Kuanglan always mentioned, held dearly, afraid she’d break if held too hard, melt if kept too close.

Although she didn’t know how she suddenly transformed into a warzone journalist and mixed into this occasion, Wei Banmeng’s gaze quickly softened visibly.

Wei Banmeng’s gaze moved away from Hua Jing.

Returning to the group of reporters who were frozen with fear, her voice returned to its previous calmness.

Even carrying a faint touch of nonchalance:

"This originally wasn’t intended."

Her words brought a heaviness to all the reporters’ hearts.

Indeed, it was the style of Dawn, pragmatic to the utmost and disdainful of these forms.

But Wei Banmeng’s next words left everyone stunned.

"But it seems everyone thinks it should be here," her gaze seemed to inadvertently skim over Hua Jing’s nervously pale face again, her lips almost imperceptibly twitching upwards, "then let it be."

As the words fell.

Buzz——

A tremor forcefully emanated from beneath everyone’s feet.

The entire square seemed to come alive.

The reporters subconsciously looked down, seeing the dark gray metallic ground beneath them suddenly light up with intricate silver-blue patterns.

These patterns spread like ignited fuses at an astonishing speed.

In an instant, more than eighty percent of the square.

Was completely covered in this magnificent flowing silver-blue light.

Immediately following...

Rumble——

The reporters were horrified to discover that the area of the square in front of them, now bathed in silver-blue light, was sinking entirely.

So everyone immediately took their equipment to capture this scene.

While some clung tightly to their devices.

Frantically aiming their lenses upward.

Because a more awe-inspiring scene was unfolding.

Behind them, the pure white City Lord’s Mansion, like a giant sword piercing the starry sky.

Its base was now erupting with unimaginable brilliant starlight.

The starlight, like a rushing river, surged madly along the mansion’s surface, carved with patterns.

From the base to the tower body.

To the spear-like tower tip.

The light converged at the tower top...

Finally.

Boom——

A radiant starlight resolutely shot up from the top of the City Lord’s Mansion.

Instantly piercing the swirling starry sky dome over the City of Dawn.

Yet the starlight did not stop there.

Instead, it rushed straight toward the leaden clouds in the sky.

Wherever the starlight went, the clouds were brutally dispersed.

A tunnel burning with blazing white light was forcibly carved out.

At the tunnel’s end was the long-awaited sunlight...

The first ray of Dawn’s light broke through the gloomy blockade, poured down through the path carved by starlight without reservation.

At this moment, the City of Dawn lived up to its name!

"Dawn! It’s dawn!"

"My God! Sunshine! I see the sunshine!"

"Dawn! This is dawn!"

The reporters went utterly mad.

They looked up, their faces full of shock and indescribable emotion.

Many even forgot about the equipment in their hands, just blankly staring at the golden sunlight pouring down, feeling the long-lost, faintly warm light sprinkling on them.

Some reporters from the cities behind the Arctic, long accustomed to gray skies.

Were so excited they were brought to tears.

This sudden spectacle made everyone burst out in exclamations.

But that wasn’t all.

As the reporters were still immersed in the shock of dawn’s appearance.

The sinking platform beneath them had already stopped firmly.

And began to rise again.

On the platforms wrapped in starlight...

What rose up wasn’t anything else.

But a mass of silent warriors like a mountain.

The first batch of warriors appeared on the square.

Even though they had their backs to everyone.

They still exuded a palpable murderous aura.

Following the first batch.

Were the second batch... the third... the fourth...

In the end, the reporters had no idea how many platforms brought people up.

All they knew was that the originally vast square was now densely packed.

All wearing uniform deep blue combat suits.

Reporters finally got the deployment ceremony footage they dreamed of.

This was also the first time since Dawn was established that it displayed its full warlike stance to the outside world without reservation.

What it showcased was a war aesthetic entirely different from the Federation’s forces’ deployment ceremonies.

No rousing pledges, no uniform chants.

Only silence, only a mountain-like solemnity.

"Hua Jing... Hua Jing?!"

Hua Jing’s friend Arin, also dressed as a reporter at this moment.

The lively girl with a ponytail called out twice.

When Hua Jing finally turned her head in a daze.

She delightedly pointed to the silent and magnificent steel torrent in the center of the square.

"Look, quickly, it’s so awesome! These are real warriors."