A rag doll sat on a chair.
She watched the screen with an unchanging smile.
A deliberately distorted voice rang out around her:
"Hello, all you humans."
"I'm saddened to see that you can't even handle an apocalypse like this."
"Let me tell you a little secret: you are the monsters' apocalypse. They'll all be slaughtered before your eyes."
"Next, you'll observe a foolproof counterattack procedure."
"I hope you learn it quickly, because—"
"In five minutes, humanity's counterattack against the apocalypse will begin."
Human Alliance Headquarters.
Governments across every continent and the territories of every army group.
Every screen switched on automatically, showing everyone the scene that had just unfolded.
Then, a person with a pixelated face appeared on the screens.
"You see? Monsters will keep appearing beside these slaughtering devices."
"You must be ready to kill them the moment they appear."
"You can leave the cleanup to the machines. They'll carry away the corpses and bring in the next monster."
"You must keep rotating your personnel and slaughtering monsters until I say you can stop."
"You have five minutes to prepare."
"In five minutes, I'll bring you the weakest monster. As you gradually get the hang of it, I'll send increasingly powerful monsters for you to slaughter."
"Here are the locations of the slaughtering devices."
"Human Alliance Headquarters, Generals' Martial Arts Arena."
"East Continent Fifth Army Group Garrison, Monster Corpse Disposal Site."
"Seventh Legion Garrison, Training Ground Square."
"..."
Five minutes later.
At every location.
The strongest humans waited with bated breath.
The Apocalypse Monsters were powerful for two reasons: they were immune to conventional weapons, and there were so many of them that they couldn't all be killed.
But if only one monster appeared at a time...
What was stopping them from winning?
Several generals waited in