"Is this... coming?"
On the city wall, the crowd stared at the rising lion figure in the distance, their pupils involuntarily contracting slightly.
The figure appeared exceptionally imposing against the gloomy sky, and even from a great distance, one could still feel its chilling aura.
Shen Heng was also looking in that direction, but compared to the others, his expression was much better. Apart from a slightly heavy look in his eyes, he didn't have any other unusual expressions.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone.
The enormous lion shadow slowly straightened up atop the mountain.
It lowered its head slightly, its golden vertical pupils sweeping over the completely out-of-control and internally conflicted horde of beasts below, before looking back towards the base.
At that moment, my gaze seemed to pierce through space, meeting the eyes of everyone on the city wall.
Everyone felt a sudden tightness in their chests and fell silent; a moment of stillness descended upon the city wall.
Unexpectedly, the lion shadow neither roared angrily nor showed any sign of attack.
It simply watched all of this indifferently, its eyes as cold as ice.
A moment later, it slowly turned around, its enormous figure gradually disappearing into the mountain shadows, as if it had never appeared at all.
Only after the lion's shadow had completely disappeared did the whispers resume on the city walls.
"It... is gone?"
"I think... I guess so. If we're going to fight, why don't we just fly over here?"
"That makes sense... But is the pressure from Sixth Tier being really that strong? It's suffocating even from this distance."
Hearing the relieved murmurs around him, Shen Heng slowly withdrew his gaze, a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
Even from this distance, can the people here still feel that level of pressure?
Although the fourth to 6th Tier did not bring about a qualitative change like the breakthrough from the Tier 3 to the Fourth Tier.
However, due to the different base numbers, the difference between First Tier is actually no less than that between Tier 3 and Fourth Tier, and may even be greater!
Although I already have a general understanding of this, I still need to be extra careful when I encounter it in the future!
Han Ling walked back to Shen Heng's side, gazing at the still-fighting Calamity Beast on the battlefield, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.
"Is this war finally coming to an end?"
Shen Heng was also gazing at the battlefield.
Biting, scratching, charging...
The efficiency of the Calamity Beast killing each other is far greater than their efficiency in killing each other.
The carnage has only been going on for a few minutes, and hundreds of Calamity Beast have already died.
Occasionally, a Calamity Beast would rush towards the city wall, but it would be easily killed by the crowd that had gathered there.
He nodded slightly and said:
"Well, it's basically finished, but there might be some wrapping up to be done, but..."
Shen Heng paused, his gaze sweeping over the scattered groups of people on the city wall.
Some people lay on the ground trying to control their injuries, some sat panting heavily, and others sat there silently, holding corpses or severed limbs.
Shen Heng's voice lowered slightly:
Even if it's over, it's just the beginning!
Han Ling was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. She glanced at Shen Heng, then turned her gaze to the weary and wounded figures.
She didn't speak, but simply nodded silently.
The next task is simple: everyone just needs to wait on the city wall for the Calamity Beast below to be quickly reduced, and then go up to deal with them at the last moment.
During this process, one could occasionally see a few remaining sane Calamity Beast fleeing the battlefield without looking back, disappearing into the distant mountains and forests.
As night fell, a huge bonfire was lit in the open space in the center of the base.
Shen Heng and Han Ling chose a relatively quiet corner to sit down, waiting for the celebration banquet to begin.
A short while later, an unfamiliar inspector strode over and bowed deeply to Han Ling.
" Inspector Han, thank you so much this time. Without you, I'm afraid I would have died on the battlefield!"
Han Ling glanced at the other person and gently shook her head. "No need to thank me, it's my duty. You would have done the same."
"Yes, I know, but..."
A moment later, the man left.
Subsequently, two more groups of inspectors who had noticed Han Ling's presence came over to express their gratitude.
The content was largely the same, all expressing gratitude for Han Ling's timely support on the battlefield.
After these groups of people had passed, Shen Heng glanced at Han Ling and whispered:
"If you continue like this, you'll probably become a savior for many people in the future!"
However, Han Ling did not show any happiness upon hearing this; instead, she frowned slightly.
"That would be one thing, but if each of them did that..."
Han Ling stopped speaking there and let out a heavy sigh.
"After all, you saved them, so expressing your gratitude is only natural. Besides, they might need your support again in the future, but..."
Shen Heng paused for a moment, then continued,
"If you don't like it, you can tell them clearly when they come, so they don't have to come again if they encounter a similar situation in the future."
"By being clear from the beginning, you let them know what kind of person you are, and they won't bother you or think anything of you later."
"Conversely, if you don't establish a good image from the start, and then show impatience later, others might have a problem with you."
Is it true that a good person who does something wrong will be criticized in every way, while a bad person who does something good will be praised?... Han Ling looked thoughtful, then slowly nodded.
Afterwards, following Shen Heng's instructions, Han Ling expressed her gratitude to those who came to thank her.
The visitor was slightly surprised, but didn't think much of it. He simply smiled, nodded, and expressed his gratitude again before leaving.
After a while, about twenty logistics staff pushed over a dozen tall food carts over.
The leader was a middle-aged man dressed in a general's uniform, Zhang Weijun.
"Chief!" The crowd stood up and called out in turn.
"Okay, sit down!" Zhang Weijun raised his hand and gestured for everyone not to get up.
He then walked to the center of the campfire and stood there, his gaze slowly sweeping around the scene as he turned.
During this process, the logistics staff quickly distributed food and drinks.
"I'd like to say a few words about today's battle," Zhang Weijun suddenly spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire area, carrying the composure unique to soldiers.
Everyone turned their attention to it.
Shen Heng also slightly raised his eyes and looked over.