The moment Xu Kai reappeared at the west wall, he felt the difference in the air.
It was heavier. Darker. More hopeless.
A thick stench of blood and scorched earth filled his lungs. The sky above was darkened with smoke, and the wall trembled beneath his feet as if it was about to collapse. Cracks spread along the stones like spiderwebs. Below, beyond the base gates, was a sea of mutated beasts—howling, clawing, climbing—tearing their way forward like they were possessed.
Xu Kai's eyes widened at the sight.
The number of beasts here wasn't just large—it was overwhelming. Hundreds upon hundreds surged across the earth like a tide of death. Each one was massive, monstrous, and far more powerful than what had attacked the south.
These weren't weaklings.
