"I understand, my Lord."
Jeanne clasped her hands together and spoke devoutly, then began to take note of where she was.
It was clearly a street, but there was not a single person in sight. Only the biting wind and faint, low roars drifting from afar remained.
She leaped onto a rooftop and looked toward the source of the roars.
Countless Mutated Beasts formed a Beast Tide like black waves, sweeping in from every direction with destructive force as they ravaged the city.
The defenses at the edge of the city were breached by the surging Beast Tide in an instant.
The Mutant Creatures roared, their figures flickering beneath the dim sky as sharp claws and fangs gleamed coldly.
People fled frantically through the streets.
Children's cries, women's screams, and men's shouts intertwined, forming a harrowing scene of escape.
"Run! Run!" A man waved his arms and shouted loudly, trying to keep the surrounding crowd calm. "Don't panic! Head for higher ground!"
A woman clutched her child tightly, tears streaming down her face.
"Can someone come save us?"
"What's the difference between a world like this and Hell? Lord, open Your eyes and look upon us."
The howls of the Mutant Creatures drew closer and closer, as though they were right beside them.
"Rumble."
With every heavy footstep, even the ground trembled. People could clearly feel the approaching aura of death.
At that moment, anguished cries rose from the city's central square.
A group of Mutant Creatures had already broken through the defenses and were madly tearing into the humans in the crowd. Blood instantly dyed the ground red, and the air filled with a thick stench of blood.
"Help!" A young woman screamed. Her dress had already been stained red with blood. She struggled to escape, but the claw