From chief Wang Ying'an's account, it was clear that among the Monsters currently attacking human cities, the strongest were at the level of the octopus monster Yang Yu had slain today.
In other words, Lord Level Monsters had yet to appear.
Or perhaps they had already appeared, but possessing intelligence no less than that of humans, they had chosen to lie low for the time being. They would first control Monsters below the Beast General Level to attack, then decide their next move based on the situation.
If it was the former, then things were still manageable. If Lord Level Monsters had not yet appeared, humanity still had more time.
But if it was the latter, then it would be disastrous. That meant humanity was already in grave danger. At any moment, it could erupt, and tens of millions—or even hundreds of millions—of humans could die in an instant!
Although Yang Yu's current strength meant he feared no Lord Level Monster, the appearance of one Lord Monster would mean there were several, perhaps dozens more lurking in hiding!
No matter how strong Yang Yu was, he would still be unable to deal with Monsters scattered throughout Huaxia.
Of course, that was the worst-case scenario.
Yang Yu also hoped that day would come later. With such worries in mind, he entered deep meditation. After reaching the grandmaster realm in Martial Way, meditation could completely replace sleep. Not only did it restore his energy faster, but it also saved time.
Several hours later.
A pale strip of dawn appeared on the horizon.
A new day had begun.
But people no longer looked forward to how they would work and live through the new day. Instead, they watched the news reports on television with worry.
They hoped the army, Yang Yu, Jia Yi,