Today's fourth update: Chapter 3260! 4/4!
"Who can... save us?!"
This was the most desperate, helpless cry echoing across countless Tier-B Race battlefields on the brink of destruction.
Trapped in dire straits, they watched helplessly as the Huang Race army advanced with the terrifying efficiency of "wiping out one race a day." All they felt was a chill that seeped into their bones and unprecedented fear.
By now, the number of races confirmed to have been annihilated and whose battlefields had fallen under the Huang Race's wrath had surpassed eighty!
Yet behind this cold number lay far more than the full scope of this catastrophe.
When that Myriad Wild Cauldron, a symbol of destruction and doom, traveled through the stars like an ark of death, repeatedly delivering Huang Race elites brimming with murderous aura to new battlefields, was that ultimate despair of witnessing death draw near while being powerless to resist limited only to those races already destroyed or still suffering amid the flames of war?
Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys—its deterrent had already seeped into the depths of every survivor's soul.
Of the five hundred Tier-B Sequence Races, more than a hundred had directly or indirectly fallen beneath the Huang Race's iron hooves!
The remaining three hundred-odd Tier-B Races, whether out of sympathy for the suffering of their peers or terror at the raging flames that would inevitably reach their own doorsteps, had sunk into dead silence and panic.
Fear, helplessness, weakness... these words had become the truest portrayal of the many Tier-B Races at this moment.
This bloody retaliation by the Huang Race had targeted with unerring precision the Tier-B Race group—the weakest, yet most numerous, among the five tiers from SSS-tier down to Tier-B in the current Thousand Races Sequence!
And the Tier-A Chasm