At this moment.
In the real world.
Waves of beast tides formed one after another, ravaging through the wilderness.
Fortunately, each of the dozen or so districts now had destruction-level experts stationed, and with the successful case of the Ninth District, there hadn't yet been any critical incidents of large-scale beast tide assaults.
However.
Even with these destruction-level experts repeatedly taking action, striving to change the direction of the beast tide assaults.
Many still felt a profound unease, as behind the formation of these beast tides lurked the encroaching mutation.
Disaster.
Is about to descend.
This seemed to have become an irreversible fact.
Every city was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, as if a thousand-pound stone weighed on everyone's heart.
