The Planetary Devastation
"Fantasy had become reality."
America, the Pentagon.
A bald Black man who looked a little slow sighed, though inwardly he was secretly relieved. At least the troublesome, unknown hostile behemoth hadn't entered New York and gone on a killing spree. The old Anglo-Saxon elites, along with the other powerful figures, still had a chance to evacuate.
Just then, the images on the screen shifted.
As far as he could see, either clouds of dust billowed or buildings crumbled while citizens screamed and fled.
Monsters, giant beasts—the sixth beast had arrived! It was no smaller than the first Clover. A casual shake of its body sent countless little monsters raining down.
Each one was like a vicious dog, relentlessly chasing and biting its prey.
The world's leading financial city began to bleed.
The soldiers had barely managed to escape the Genjutsu mist created by the Steaming Pavilion before they were forced to fight back again, without even having time to receive psychological treatment.
But the bugs parasitizing Clover's body could form small groups of around twenty, enough to launch an effective assault on the National Guard's temporary positions!
The team had been formed. Their first official round of Samsara had begun.
The Main God wouldn't give anyone a moment to catch their breath!
Fang Xiu didn't even need to manipulate events and weed out the weak. Since they were pursuing the unlocking of the Gene Lock, the pressure monsters were bound to descend at the right time and place, forcing the members of the Shazhou Team to face the shadow of death.
This was how it was supposed to be!
"It's over..."
"I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die!"
Occupying an entire skyscraper by himself, the construction worker Yuan Meng had used all sorts of half-assembled technological equipment to