The Beast Tide had finally passed.
Glory City was riddled with devastation. Everyone who had fought against the Beast Tide still felt a lingering dread.
Ye Zong and the heads of the major families surveyed the battlefield beyond the city walls. As far as the eye could see, the corpses of all manner of demon beasts stretched without end.
At Glory City's walls, meanwhile...
Collapsed walls and scattered bricks and tiles lay everywhere. The city guards busied themselves with the aftermath. Some cradled bodies and wept aloud, while others silently carried the dead away. The sorrowful sight left Ye Zong both furious and helpless.
"Ye Hui, have you finished tallying the casualties from this Beast Tide?" Ye Zong asked.
"Yes. Counting the City Lord's Mansion, the major families, and the civilians affected within the city, there were 3,801 dead and 27,894 injured," Ye Hui replied.
Ye Zong could not help sighing.
"Alas, to think a mere Beast Tide of five hundred thousand could cause such dreadful casualties. I wonder how things are at the City Lord's Mansion."
Chen Yun, the head of the Saint Nether Family, replied.
"Brother Ye, the losses from this Beast Tide were already the lowest we've seen in decades. You mustn't blame yourself too much."
"I know that as well as anyone. But as the city lord, I bear responsibility for Glory City's safety. Failing to protect its people is a failure of my duty. Our defenses were still insufficient against this Beast Tide." Ye Zong clenched his fists.
In truth, they had prepared very well for this Beast Tide. More than ten days earlier, the City Lord's Mansion had already ascertained the demon beasts' general situation and made extensive preparations. Compared with previous attacks, they had reduced the losses to a minimum.
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