Alien Pseudo-Men, Evil God Followers, and masked men of unknown origin...
They had banded together at some unknown point, secretly infiltrating the Safe City before suddenly launching their assault.
Their offensive was swift and their methods varied, catching the Treasure Manual's protection team completely off guard.
However, as the Federation Imperial Guard and Guardian Martial Saints recovered from the initial shock, the attackers' forward momentum immediately stalled.
As the most precious heirloom of the Human Race, the safety of the 'Treasure Manual' was of the utmost importance. Every one of its protectors was one in a million, not to mention they were armed with the Federation's most advanced weaponry.
Though the attackers were powerful, they were still far from being a match for the defenders.
"Ah!"
Seeing their advance blocked, the facial muscles of one of the men contorted and his limbs began to tremble wildly. He roared:
