I chose the safe house, and the Human Alliance regretted it.

In the heart of the battlefield, the military's superhumans were covered in wounds, their thousand-meter-long bodies riddled with injuries.

Below his elbows, only half a bone remained, with bits of flesh clinging to the white, broken stump.

His right shoulder was bitten through, and blood gushed out like a fountain with every swing of his arm.

His chest was caved in, and at least seven or eight of his ribs were broken.

But he still stood at the front of the line.

They didn't retreat an inch.

His arms were like two collapsed mountains, and with each swing, dozens of strange beasts around him were swept away.

Lightning struck him, and the charred flesh emitted a nauseating stench.

"Go!" he roared, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible. "Don't stop!"

No one dared to stop.

If you stop, you'll be swallowed up by the dark, surging tide of beasts behind you.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and a desolate, decaying atmosphere.

They had already broken out of the core area, but the surrounding monsters continued to emerge in droves, their numbers increasing rather than decreasing.

From the cracks in the mountain, strange beasts surged out like a flood bursting its banks, showing no signs of stopping.

Looking around, all I could see were scarlet pupils and ferocious fangs.

"kill!"

The first and second tiers of superhumans gathered together, and everyone was overdrawing their abilities.

But no one dared to stop.

Zhao Lie was at the forefront of the main force, second only to the military superhuman.

His body crackled with lightning, making it impossible to distinguish between his supernatural abilities and the blood spurting from his wounds.

His vision became increasingly blurry, but he kept staring intently ahead, relying on instinct to determine his direction.

"To the right!" someone shouted.

Zhao Lie turned around, a lightning spear condensed in his palm, and he threw it—piercing through the head of a thunderous beast.

But at the same time, three frost beasts pounced on him from three directions.

Zhao Lie's pupils suddenly contracted.

At this point, the human side no longer had any numerical advantage in SSS-level superhumans.

Each person was facing beasts of the same level that were several times their own size, and almost no one had the time to help them.

Even if it were possible, it would be too late.

A fierce glint flashed in Zhao Lie's eyes.

Instead of retreating, he charged forward—his body crackling with lightning, transforming into a streak of lightning as he crashed into the frost-covered beast directly in front of him.

"boom--"

A muffled thud.

His attack pierced half of the frost beast's body, causing blue blood and shattered ice armor to explode.

At the same time, attacks from the other two frost beasts landed squarely on his back and left rib.

"Bang—"

The lightning power on Zhao Lie's body instantly became disordered and visibly dimmed.

"puff--"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision went black, and he almost collapsed.

Am I going to die...?

He has killed countless strange beasts. From the beginning until now, he has not rested for a single second.

enough.

That's enough.

But just then, a figure suddenly landed beside him.

"Swish—swish—swish—"

Several cyan wind blades precisely tore through the air, forcing the two pursuing frost beasts back.

The wind blades sliced ​​into the beast's ice armor, leaving deep grooves.

Although they weren't killed, they bought a few precious seconds.

Zhao Lie looked up and saw a man in gray clothes blocking his way.

The man's clothes were covered in blood, it was impossible to tell whether it was his own or that of the strange beast.

"Shi Lei," the gray-clad superhuman briefly stated his name without turning his head. "You're welcome."

Zhao Lie opened his mouth as if to say something, but then closed it again.

Now is not the time to chat.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain churning within his body, and once again activated his supernatural power.

The lightning rekindled in his palm, though much dimmer than before, it was still enough to fight.

The two rushed out side by side.

At the forefront, the movements of the military's superhumans became increasingly sluggish.

His large size attracted the most attacks.

Although other superhumans in the military were helping him cover, they couldn't withstand the relentless onslaught of hordes of strange beasts.

"Don't stop!" He turned around, his voice hoarse but incredibly firm. "As long as we keep going, there's hope of breaking through!"

The words had barely left his mouth—

"boom--"

Suddenly, a violent explosion came from the horde of strange beasts in mid-air ahead, and the beasts' formation was visibly disrupted.

Someone's there to meet us!

The military superhuman's massive body trembled slightly.

A boy rushed to the front and waved to him!

It is the third tier.

They are coming.

"Kill!" He turned around abruptly, swinging his broken arms and using all his remaining strength to charge towards that direction.

Upon seeing the passage open, the combat power of each of the first and second tiers of superhumans increased.

At least we saw hope.

The two sides met without exchanging any unnecessary words.

They stood side by side, rushing in one direction.

With the support of tens of thousands of people in the third echelon, the pressure was greatly reduced, and everyone's speed increased.

Gangzi was covered in blood among the group of superhumans.

A middle-aged man followed behind him, panting like a broken bellows, but his mouth never stopped:

"Gangzi, you idiot!"

Gangzi turned around and glanced at him, then grinned, revealing a mouthful of bloody teeth.

"Uncle, let's fight our way out and open a separate family tree together."

The middle-aged man cursed, "Damn it... my dad's still alive."

He didn't say the second half of the sentence.

But Gangzi understood.

My father is still alive, so I have to go back.

The two stopped talking and charged forward with their heads down.

Thunderous cheers erupted from human bases around the world at this very moment.

"It's a success!"

"They succeeded!"

Billions of people have witnessed the situation reverse.

Hundreds of thousands of superhumans were surrounded by monstrous beasts, and they dared not even breathe loudly.

Only when that young man from the Dragon Kingdom charged into the battlefield without hesitation, and only when the entire third echelon rushed in to provide support without fear of death, did they finally breathe a long sigh of relief.

"That boy is great!"

"He is a hero!"

"They are all heroes!"

Southwest Base, Underground Living Area.

The old man was in tears.

His face was covered in tears, which he couldn't wipe away.

This kid, who clamored for a separate family tree, did something he'll be proud of for the rest of his life.

"Gangzi..." he choked up, his voice so soft that only he could hear it, "You came back... Grandpa will write your name in the family genealogy... and it will be the first line..."

In the main hall of the Alliance headquarters in the capital city.

Dewey strode in from outside. "Reinforcements will arrive in twenty minutes."

Chen Junjie nodded without turning around.

The entire hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

twenty minutes.

For the current situation, this is too long.

This was the only solution he could think of.

He knew that Liu Lao still had a force under his command—those things known as the "Dragon Kingdom's trump card".

But he couldn't adjust it.

Unless it reaches the point of annihilation, no one can be mobilized.

In the Kashgar Mountains, the fourth and fifth echelons converged and held their ground on the outermost perimeter.

They didn't rush in.

Their mission was simple—to defend this area.

Once the first, second, and third teams break through, everyone can rush out of the mountains together.

Right now, every second feels incredibly long.

A relentless stream of strange beasts charged frantically at the defensive line; as far as the eye could see, all that could be seen were the figures of these beasts.

Even just staying here, the pressure is gradually increasing.

"Hold on!" a commander roared. "They'll be out soon! Hold on!"

At the heart of the battlefield, led by military superhumans, the distance between the two sides is gradually closing.

But for every step forward, someone has to pay with their life.

Once exhausted and collapsing, they will be overwhelmed by the horde of beasts behind them.

Some people looked back in the direction of their comrades, tears streaming down their faces, but they did not stop.

The military's superhumans have reached their limit.

His 1,000-meter frame became increasingly clumsy, each time he lifted his leg it felt like dragging a mountain.

He knew he couldn't get out of there.

If he continues to lead the way like this, he will only slow everyone down.

He stopped in his tracks.

"Walk!"

He let out a final roar and then slammed forward.

The mangled body shot out like a mountain about to collapse.

Everyone was stunned.

Immediately afterwards—

"boom----"

His body exploded.

Golden light burst forth from his body.

Wherever the light passed, countless strange beasts were pulverized by the shockwave, and a scorch mark a kilometer long was plowed into the earth.

He blasted open a gap in the wall.

Everyone was stiff and their eyes were wide open in horror.

They watched helplessly as the figure who had been at the forefront since the start of the battle disappeared.

But there is no time for sadness.

"Charge!!!" someone roared desperately, taking over command.

Everyone rushed toward the gap in unison.

Gangzi ran past the gap, his eyes blinded by the smoke and dust, unable to see anything.

But he heard someone behind him calling a name—"Zhao Tiejun!"

He gritted his teeth and didn't turn around.

Without the military's superhumans holding the line, the situation quickly began to deteriorate again.

Strange beasts surged in from all directions, their numbers now many times greater than the original.

Although the breach had been blown open, the strange beasts on both sides continued to fill it, like a wound that was healing.

Human superhumans are like knives stuck in a wound; they will be squeezed out if you let your guard down even slightly.

Zhao Lie gritted his teeth, and lightning pulsed wildly around his body.

Shi Lei was beside him, desperately urging the wind blades to work.

"How much further?" Shi Lei asked.

No one can answer.

However, at this moment—

A deep rumble suddenly came from the distant horizon.

It's an engine.

The sound of thousands of engines running simultaneously pressed down from above the clouds.

Those who were still struggling desperately among the beasts instinctively looked up.

On the horizon, a dense mass of black dots is rapidly expanding.

Fighter jets!

A massive, overwhelming swarm of aircraft emerged from the clouds, their exhaust trails leaving countless blazing white streaks across the sky.

Then, the sound from the airborne loudspeaker came from high above, one after another, different accents, different languages, but all saying the same thing:

"The Nordic Air Force welcomes its heroes home—"

"NORAD Air Force, welcome our heroes home—"

"South Asian Air Force, welcome our heroes home—"

"People's Air Force, welcome our heroes home—"

"....."