"No! Don't!"
Ziyuan jolted awake over the sand table, tears still glistening at the corners of her eyes!
Her gaze was filled with panic and confusion, but she quickly came to her senses!
"What time is it?"
Everyone in the command room froze!
Ziyuan cried out urgently, "Tell me! What time is it?"
Everyone suddenly realized something was wrong. "9:41 a.m.!"
Ziyuan hurriedly jumped down from the sand table, her eyes full of anxiety. "Two hours and nineteen minutes left? There's no time!"
"Quickly notify Wang Dalei! The entire Western Frontier is about to face the largest Spirit Ruins outbreak in history!"
"It'll be even more terrifying than the disaster twenty years ago! Every outpost will be overrun, without exception!"
"This is a catastrophe. We can't defend the Western Frontier!"
At her words, everyone's ears rang, and their heads buzzed!
The newcomers might not understand what this meant, but the veterans who had survived that disaster remembered it well!
Those had been the darkest days!
"Is there really no way to hold the line? If we notify them in advance..."
Ziyuan's eyes were red with anxiety!
"There's no way! If we try to hold the line, everyone will die. Most of the Western Frontier's forces are currently in Fan Country, dealing with the vines!"
"Even our defenses at full strength wouldn't last long. The question now isn't whether we can defend the Western Frontier!"
"Outside Dike No Man's Land, seventeen cities—including Qing Province—will see Spirit Ruins appear! Not just one, but several!"
"Most people in those cities are ordinary civilians, helpless to defend themselves. How many will die if Spirit Ruins appear in the cities? The streets will be littered with bodies!"
At that moment, everyone in the command room felt their hearts sink!
The cities along the Western Frontier