"Aria, save me! Eddie is dying, sister, Eddie is so scared..."

"Beep—" The call ended.

"Eddie? Eddie?"

Fresh from a bloody battle in the war zone between Nations H and Z, Aria Raphael received a phone call that turned her face pale in an instant.

Even Noah, her deputy who followed closely behind, was startled by her expression.

A black-haired girl around twenty years of age, dressed in a black tight-fitting top and camouflage pants, her tanned skin, kissed by the sun, bears a vivid and beautiful yet currently expressionless face.

Right now, she seemed like a demon straight from hell, exuding a "stay away from me" vibe.

"Let's go, back to the headquarters first!"

Urgent, angry, and anxious!

Noah had never seen this war goddess in such a panic before. Shocked, but without the slightest hesitation, he quickly opened the car door and started the off-road vehicle.

The military off-road vehicle dashed towards the Stormshadow Legion's headquarters at a terrifying speed, like a bolt of lightning.

***

With a crisp turn, the off-roader stopped at the Stormshadow Legion's temporary headquarters.

Noah immediately jogged to the side of the car and respectfully opened the car door.

As the girl stepped out of the car and the soldiers preparing to retreat in the headquarters saw her, all three thousand of them stood facing towards her, giving her a synchronized salute.

"Aria!"

"Aria!"

"Aria!"

Chants that echoed through the clouds, demonstrating the admiration and respect of three thousand soldiers for a young girl. Their glances at the girl were filled with an incomparable fanaticism; these shouts were likewise full of passion.

The girl standing before them, not even twenty years old was the female war deity of Stormshadow Legion. She joined the Stormshadow Legion at the age of fifteen.

In less than five years, she had made numerous meritorious deeds and had completed many seemingly impossible tasks, transforming her into the undefeated legend of the Stormshadow Legion.

Whether in terms of her commanding abilities in war or her martial strength, none could match her. From being a novice warrior, she had now become the revered war deity in everyone's eyes.

Aria gave a slight nod towards the soldiers, implying that they had done a good job, then turned her head back and said to Noah, "Noah, check, check my brother's location." The girl's voice was devoid of warmth.

"Yes, boss!" Noah dared not delay and immediately went to check the location of Aria's brother.

Following that, more than a dozen warplanes took off simultaneously, presenting a very shocking scene.

***

An unnamed small island in the Indian Ocean.

The sultry equatorial climate was constantly torturing children held in a small tree house.

A dozen children of different skin colours and ages detained here. Among them, some of the children were already on the verge of death due to the cruel conditions.

Among these dozen children, two of them, about five or six years old, were particularly noticeable. One boy's face was smeared with blood. Still, even so, it couldn't hide his exceptionally handsome features.

Meanwhile, another child of about the same age was now as pale as a sheet, his entire body covered in cold sweat.

"Eddie, am I going to die? I feel really unwell, and I miss my mom."

The small boy with the blood-stained face held the hand of the little boy who was barely hanging on.

"Chris, no, you won't die. I've already called my sister, she'll definitely come pick us up. You know, my sister is really powerful." The speaker was Aria’s six-year-old brother, Eddie.

"Really? Eddie, I’m so hungry. I miss my mom." The talking little boy named Christian had been captured by those people, and he hadn't eaten for several days.

Just then, several men clothed in black walked in.

"Well, this one’s not bad, should fetch a good price!"

"Yeah! Once the deal is done, I’m gonna find some women to enjoy myself, it's been a long time. I’m really frustrated!"

"Yes, I terribly miss a woman’s scent!"

The men were talking and chuckling lewdly.

Suddenly, a man in his forties glanced over at Eddie’s face, then swallowed.

"This little fellow looks quite tender, if..."

Seeing the middle-aged man's gaze, Eddie drew Christian back a step, wondering what these men were up to.

He was terrified by the man's menacing look! Why isn't his sister coming already! Is he going to die? He was actually quite scared!

"What do you want?"

"What's there to be afraid of? All they want is his heart! Even if they play around with it, he still has his heart intact, doesn't he?"

"Yeah, all they want is his heart. I wonder what they can do with such a small heart? I really can't figure out the world of the rich!"

"I can't hold back anymore. If you're not into this sort of stuff, why don't you wait for me outside? I'll be quick."

With these remarks, the man moved towards Eddie.

Eddie kept retreating, but there's only so far to go in this wooden cabin. Where could he possibly go!

"Uncle, don't hurt me. Otherwise, my sister would never let you off," pleaded Eddie, naive to the fact that this fiend wouldn't possibly let him go unharmed.

The middle-aged man spat into his hand, took a glance at it, and proceeded to approach the boy with a lewd grin.

"Don't worry, Uncle will make sure you're comfortable," he said, his smile becoming more vulgar.

"Ah!"

Before he knew it, Eddie's clothes had been torn apart by the middle-aged man. The six-year-old Eddie had never seen anything like this before and his face turned deathly pale.

"Let go!"

Instinctively, Eddie bit the man's arm.

The man was infuriated when his arm was bitten. "So it seems you don't like tenderness, but prefer brutality?"

In the next moment, he fiercely grabbed Eddie's neck. Dare to bite him, let's see how he would deal with him.

In front of the six-year-old boy, the middle-aged man suddenly felt very powerful.

"Aria, save me!"

The six-year-old Eddie was hoisted by the neck by a human trafficker. He desperately grasped the man's hand, trying to pry it off. But as a six-year-old, how could he outmatch a human trafficker?

"You want to be saved? Now that you're in the hands of DarkVamp, who could possibly save you?" DarkVamp was a notorious international human trafficking ring; anyone who fell into their hands stood no chance of escaping.

"Is that so?"

Just then, a cold voice echoed from outside the door, and the next moment, the door to the wooden house fell down.