A simple sentence sent the hearts of everyone setting foot on the Great Wall Defense Line for the first time straight into their throats.
Even Lincon felt an unprecedented pressure and tension at that moment.
Jiang Li stood at the edge of the wall, and her fear of heights seemed to have been flung beyond the clouds. She leaned forward, watching the dense mist in the distance slowly churn.
The wind blew in from the direction of the Abyss Sea, carrying a thick, bloodlike stench of rust, as though some unknown and enormous creature had suddenly opened its eyes.
The alarm was low and unceasing. A constant hum spread along countless lines of light across the layered black Giant Wall.
It pierced through iron walls, seeped through concrete, crossed the air, and finally reached everyone's ears.
Then came a series of grinding mechanical and metallic sounds as equipment began operating at high speed.
Hum, hum, hum, hum—
Countless dim holes across the Giant Wall's surface lit up one after another.
Clear patterns of light ran from top to bottom as pitch-black cannon barrels extended from those holes, turning into spears aimed at the Dark Abyss while gradually gathering starlight.
The footsteps around them sped up. Some people pushed carts loaded with ammunition back and forth through the corridors, some headed to the armories for supplies, and some tied red ribbons around their arms, their gazes resolute...
Everyone moved quickly and efficiently, without the slightest panic. It was as if they had rehearsed countless times, every step precisely falling into a predetermined rhythm.
Only then did Lincon and the others truly realize that the achievements they had once been proud of—leading their own organizations against the Black Tide—were nowhere close to the Great Wall Defense Line.
Whether in organization or execution,