Front line.
Northern Seventh Defense Line, Sea City.
The sunset was like blood, coating the ruins of the shattered city in a tragic dark gold.
Whether it was the bustling commercial streets of Chen Capital or the foul-mouthed members of major guild Strategy Groups, none of them had anything to do with this city or the soldiers within it at this moment.
The city's ruins remained unchanged as ever. A massive rift stretching from east to west continuously spewed mist.
On the southern side of the rift, the outer walls of every building in that half of the city were still covered in a dark gray, viscous membrane that wriggled like a living thing. Intertwining ridges bulged across it like thick blood vessels parasitizing the buildings' surfaces.
Roar—
A muffled howl suddenly pierced the gray mist.
Countless huge bulges swelled once more on the buildings on the other side of the city. Monsters landed amid splattering slime.
Soon, a tidal wave of monsters poured out of their nests, launching another assault on the northern defense line.
—Hundreds upon thousands of Crawlers raced close to the ground, their rough scales scraping against one another with a teeth-grating rustle.
Half a month ago, faced with a Monster Tide of this scale, the forward squads on the defense line would already have gone into hiding, preparing to grit their teeth and use severed limbs, flesh, blood, and lives to plug the gaps in their defenses.
But today, the soldiers did not hide, and the atmosphere on the defense line was completely different.
Under the sunset, the soldiers' eyes no longer held the old despair of marching to their deaths. In its place was a murderous, eager excitement, like blades being sharpened.
After this period of constantly rotating through and clearing dungeons.
Finally.
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