The army of mutated beasts let out earth-shaking cheers at the sight. They roared and howled, as though they could already see the dawn of victory.
The beast tide surged toward the humans, bloodlust gleaming in their eyes. They trampled their companions' corpses and the blood of humans as they swept forward like a flood. The human side sank into utter despair.
Some fell to their knees, covering their faces as they sobbed. Others looked up at the sky, their eyes devoid of hope.
They really seemed to have lost... Someone gritted his teeth and charged straight into the army of mutated beasts. Power surged wildly through his body before he detonated with a thunderous blast. Every one I kill is one more! For a moment, the scene was unbearably tragic.
One human powerhouse after another charged into the beast tide, trading their lives for even the slightest gain. Explosions rang out in succession, and blood stained the earth red.
Someone roared before dying, "Humanity will endure!"
Some closed their eyes, yet wore faint smiles. They knew they might not change anything, but at least they had not died on their knees.
A young warrior charged toward an enormous mutated beast, the power within him burning furiously. His body swelled, and his skin split open, revealing a blazing light beneath.
He hurled himself at the mutated beast and exploded, blasting the giant creature to pieces. A middle-aged warrior picked up a bundle of explosives and charged into the heart of the swarm.
His eyes were filled with resolve, and he shouted his daughter's name. With a deafening boom, his figure vanished into the flames.
A white-haired old man shakily raised his saber and charged toward a mutated beast.
His strength was already exhausted, but he still delivered one final slash.