SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

2:00 AM.

The Sixth Special District of Zhenbei City was stained with a shocking amount of blood, and the thick stench of blood enveloped the entire district.

The empty road was filled with corpses, and the cold wind howled through it, spreading the stench of blood wildly outwards.

At this moment, hundreds of Zhen'erting special vehicles are quietly parked in various locations outside the Sixth Special District.

The eerie silence and the pungent smell of blood sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Everyone knew that this was the calm before the storm.

A true bloodbath is about to tear through the night.

Outside the north entrance of the Sixth Special Economic Zone.

Nearly a hundred Zhen Erting shuttle buses converged on the unlit street, all engines turned off, their black bodies hidden in the night.

Ning Mo stood at the very front of the convoy, his brows furrowed, the Wuji Staff gripped tightly in his hand.

His eyes were fixed on the entrance to the Sixth Special District, and even his breathing was heavier than usual.

Feng Xi stood beside him, her gaze also fixed on the direction of the Sixth Special District, her voice calm yet tinged with doubt: "Ning Mo, do you know what 'Chief Ting' means?"

"Why is the entire Zhen'erting force suddenly being assembled in the Sixth Special District of Zhenbei City?"

Ning Mo shook his head slightly, his voice low: "I don't know, but the Chief Justice's decision is beyond question."

"Of course I will not question Chief Minister Ting."

Feng Xi sighed, her gaze still fixed on the Special Economic Zone: "I'm just wondering what Chief Justice Ting meant by 'Calamity is an ally'?"

Ning Mo shook his head again, his tone resolute: "I don't know, but Chief Ting's decision must have its reasons. We'll just do as he says."

Feng Xi: "………"

Just then, footsteps came from behind.

Qinghe walked to the side of the two and listened to their conversation, thinking to himself: What else could it mean?

Of course, Ting-yu should help his girlfriend!

However... the chief's main goal is definitely to destroy the kingdom.

Helping his girlfriend was just something he did on the way.

Ning Mo said calmly, "Now that everyone is here, Lü Ping is the closest, so I've asked him to wait in the Fifth Special Zone ahead of time."

Qinghe sighed softly, a complex look flashing across his eyes: "This is probably the first time in the history of Zhen'e Court that we have fought against the forces of calamity together."

He paused, his voice turning serious. "Now, our covert operation tonight is out in the open, which can be considered a forced showdown with the forces behind the scenes at the central command."

"Fortunately, our ally is an SSS-level Calamity King, who is terrifyingly powerful."

"What!?"

Ning Mo and Feng Xi exclaimed in unison, turning around abruptly to look at Qing He, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Their gazes were like two sharp blades, piercing straight at Qinghe.

Ning Mo stepped forward and asked in a deep voice, "Qinghe, explain yourself clearly. What do you mean?"

Feng Xi stared intently at Qing He, her tone tinged with confusion: "Weren't the only two Calamity Kings in the world already dead in the final battle?"

"Qinghe, did Chief Ting say anything to you?"

"Forehead……"

Qinghe met the scrutinizing gazes of the two men, her lips twitched, and she was momentarily at a loss for words.

Ning Mo frowned even more deeply: "Qing He, is there anything you can't tell us?"

Qinghe coughed twice, scratched his head, and smiled awkwardly: "Actually... the Red King is not dead."

Both of them gasped simultaneously, their pupils shrinking to their maximum size.

Feng Xi snapped back to reality, raising an eyebrow as she pressed, "And then? Since the Red King isn't dead, what does Ting Shou mean by 'allies'?"

Qinghe took a deep breath, raised his eyes to meet their gaze, and his tone suddenly became extremely serious:

"Actually... you've already met the Red King... right here in the Blue Guardian..."

"Beep—"

A hurried female voice suddenly rang in Ning Mo, Qing He, Feng Xi, and Lü Ping's ears: "Chief Ning Mo, it's me, Shen Rou!"

Ning Mo said in a deep voice, "Speak."

On the other end of the communication line, Shen Rou's voice was filled with barely concealed panic: "Nearly a hundred black vehicles have suddenly emerged from the Seventh Special District of Zhenbei City and are speeding towards the Sixth Special District!"

After a half-second pause, her voice suddenly rose: "No...that's not right!"

"The number is still increasing...it's hundreds!"

This was followed by a gasp: "No, no!"

"Oh my God!"

"Chief Ning Mo, nearly a thousand vehicles are speeding towards the Sixth Special Zone!"

Finally, he practically yelled, "Holy crap! The number of vehicles following is still increasing!"

In the control room on the 32nd floor of the Zhen'erting Building, Shen Rou stared at the dense black dots on the screen and unleashed a string of profanities into the communicator.

Even through the screen, she could feel the oppressive force of thousands of black vehicles crashing down on her.

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the three men changed drastically!

Seconds later, thousands of Zhen'e Ting Awakeners behind them simultaneously drew their weapons!

A cold light flashed, and the murderous aura reached its peak!

At this moment, at the border between the Fifth and Sixth Special Districts.

The hundreds of Zhen'e Ting Awakeners standing behind Lü Ping also exuded the same chilling aura!

The veins on the backs of their hands, gripping their weapons tightly, bulged, and the blades gleamed with a chilling light in the night. Even their breathing became heavy and synchronized.

Zhang Huai swallowed hard, his throat bobbing, and spoke with difficulty to Lü Ping in front of him, "Brother, what...what's going on here?!"

"Could tonight's battle be the final battle?!"

Lu Ping stared intently at the direction of the Sixth Special District, his voice heavy with a hint of solemnity, but even more so with determination: "Zhang Huai, don't die! I'll still be your sparring partner after the battle."

Zhang Huai suddenly swung the giant scythe in his hand, and the scythe cut through the air with a "whooshing" sound.

He chuckled and said, "Brother, did you have your dog's fortune told this time?"

Lu Ping's face darkened instantly, and he said in a deep voice, "I've calculated it. The dog says he won't die."

Zhang Huai threw his head back and laughed, his voice filled with a do-or-die spirit: "Haha, then we definitely won't die!"

……

On the rooftop of a tall building in the Seventh Special District.

Three figures stood side by side on the edge of the rooftop, the night wind whipping up their clothes and making them flutter.

Gu Cang, San Shi, and Xiao Man all turned their gazes toward the main road below, their pupils suddenly contracted, and they all gasped in unison.

The endless stream of black vehicles sped towards the Sixth Special District like a long dragon.

The roar of the engine exploded in the silent night, making the air tremble.

San Shi's Adam's apple bobbed, and his lips moved several times before he managed to squeeze out a few words, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Brother Gu, this...this..."

He gripped the railing tightly, his knuckles turning white, his eyes filled with shock.

Xiaoman stood beside him, gripping the dagger in her hand even tighter.

He pressed his fingertips against the cold blade, trying to suppress the panic in his heart, and said softly, "It's just that there are a lot of people. It's also possible that most of these nearly ten thousand people are awakened beings below the fourth rank?"

Even so, her fingertips were trembling slightly.

Gu Cang took a step forward, looking down at the long black dragon below.

He took a cigarette out of his pocket, and the lighter flame flickered a few times in the wind before he lit it.

After taking three deep drags, the cigarette butt quickly burned to the end.

He flicked the cigarette butt into the night sky, his voice hoarse as he exhaled smoke: "Sanshi, Xiaoman, this is no longer a simple clash; this is a premature final battle."