Qingdulan-Balang's Last Human City

Balang, Asia.

Before the Reiki Revival, this nation had ranked above average in national strength. Though it still existed now, it was on the verge of destruction.

It was a nation steeped in despair, a nation without hope.

Faced with a Beast Tide composed of countless Mutant Creatures, this country had almost no ability to resist.

They clearly possessed many technological weapons. In theory, as long as they did not encounter a First Sequence Mutant Creature, even overwhelming numbers should not have changed the outcome.

But unfortunately, the peace of the past had already eroded this country.

When pain and death drew near, even among the Warriors tasked with guarding the nation, only a small portion remained calm enough to hold their ground.

Regrettably, their courage was not blessed by heaven. As the military ranks collapsed, flight became the choice of most.

This was perfectly normal. More than ninety percent of living beings in the world feared death, and that would not change just because one possessed great strength.

Russia, which had lost its terror of death under the influence of an unknown force after the Reiki Revival, was instead an exception.

The difference was that some people, driven by their beliefs and their desire to protect family and friends, forcibly suppressed their fear and panic and kept fighting.

In that moment, they were Warriors—and heroes.

But heroes had always been few.

There were no shortage of countries destroyed by the Reiki Revival, whether due to their own weak national power or the strength of Mutant Creatures.

They had failed to adapt to this era, so they could only be cast aside by it.

Cruel though it was, cruelty was what was real in this world.

Whether before or after the Reiki Revival, that had never changed.

Qingdulan.

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