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

"Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—"

Warnings were issued at almost the same time at bases around the world.

Under satellite surveillance, the four major lairs erupted in a riot of beast tides, launching a full-scale attack!

The beast tides from four directions converged into four black oceans, surging towards all human bases around the world.

The red dots on the satellite cloud image are so numerous that they cannot be counted.

The data jumps from tens of millions to hundreds of millions, from hundreds of millions to billions, tens of billions, hundreds of billions, and then the screen freezes due to data overflow.

Almost instantly, hundreds of thousands of superhumans burst forth from the capital city and appeared in front of the city walls.

The military has also entered a state of combat readiness.

The heavy artillery muzzle slowly rose, the close-in weapon system's radar began to rotate, and the missile launch silo cover opened.

The logistics soldiers pushed ammunition carts and ran wildly under the city wall.

Inside the testing chamber of the research institute a thousand meters underground in the capital, Old Liu stood frozen in place.

The three-day period hasn't even ended yet, so why has the beast tide started ahead of schedule?

"Professor Liu," Professor Lin's eyes lit up, his tone filled with barely suppressed excitement, "the opportunity has arrived!"

She said quickly, "Death is imminent, and everyone will make the 'right' choice. We don't need to persuade them, we don't need to guide them; they will beg to hand over the prophet themselves."

Upon hearing this, Old Liu's face instantly darkened.

He had barely mentioned the opportunity when the beast tide arrived.

It all seemed to be working in his favor...

Seeing that Professor Liu's expression was off, Professor Lin asked in confusion, "Professor Liu, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Old Liu said, suppressing his shock. "I'm going back."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Professor Lin gave a wry smile, puzzled, and turned back to continue his research.

The sirens, footsteps, and cries outside had nothing to do with her.

As long as humanity doesn't die out, it won't affect her.

All six major bases of the Dragon Kingdom—Jiangnan City, Southwest Base, Tianhai Base, and Northeast Base—have entered a state of emergency.

On the city wall, the superhuman stood on the crenellations.

The sacred mountain of Northern Europe was almost instantly overwhelmed by the horde of beasts that was closest to the mountain, the Grax base.

Like a flood inundating an anthill, there's no struggle whatsoever.

The tens of thousands of stationed superhumans even forgot to launch an attack. They stared blankly as the sky was filled with blackness and the huge monsters swept overhead.

The beast tide was like a locust plague, blotting out the sky and the sun.

The sky above the Grax base suddenly turned dark.

Inside the base, a large number of ordinary Nordic people knelt down, some with their hands clasped together, others lying on the ground trembling.

"Lord, forgive us..."

"Prophet, save us!"

"Please help us!"

The sounds of wailing and prayers filled the air.

Inside the main hall of the Covenant Church headquarters, the holy image hangs low.

This time, the leaders of the Covenant Church were also unable to relocate ahead of schedule.

The beast tide came too suddenly, and it broke out simultaneously in four of the world's major calamity lairs, leaving them nowhere to escape.

Where can we escape to? Northern Europe is besieged, China is besieged, North America is besieged, and the South is besieged.

There is no safe place anywhere on Earth.

"Where is the prophet...? Why didn't he foresee this!" an archbishop roared.

Inside the main hall, everyone's expression was extremely grim. They could already hear the sound of the beast tide tearing through the air like a tsunami; it was very close.

Whether it's predicted or not, the outcome is the same.

Global satellite imagery was urgently cut to the underground living quarters of major bases.

Countless ordinary people stared intently at the screen, a deathly silence falling over them.

Below the screen, countless strange beasts blot out the sky and swarm indiscriminately toward all human bases.

"It's over!" This thought arose involuntarily in countless people.

"How...how do we fight this?" a young man muttered to himself, his voice trembling.

Their North American base is the closest to the Thori deep-sea nest.

On the screen, the beast tide surged in like a black tsunami from the horizon.

"How could... how could there be so many..." A woman covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

The seven- or eight-year-old child in her arms looked up and whispered, "Mommy, can we hold on?"

In Jiangnan City, on the horizon, a black line is rapidly expanding.

The blackness rose from the horizon, like the glow of a monitor turning off, converging from both ends towards the middle, dyeing the entire sky black.

On the city wall, Fatty Li, unusually, wasn't embracing his woman. Instead, he stood alone behind the crenellations, staring at the approaching darkness in the distance.

Behind him, two S-class women clung tightly to him, their faces as pale as paper.

"Fatty..." a woman's voice trembled.

"Don't be afraid," Fatty Li said, but his voice wasn't as firm as usual.

He could sense that this time, his massive member might not be enough.

Everyone was so nervous that their palms were sweating.

Only Li An remained standing alone at the forefront of the city defenses, showing no sign of emotion.

Go to the capital.

Gangzi stared at the darkening horizon in the distance, his throat dry.

Shi Lei stood beside him, saying nothing.

"Uncle, this time..." Gangzi began, his voice hoarse.

"Don't speak," Shi Lei interrupted him. "Listen."

Gangzi listened intently.

At first, there was nothing but the sound of the wind and my own heartbeat. Then, a faint sound came, like distant rumbling thunder.

Immediately afterwards, the sound increased dramatically, like the whole world was roaring.

The horde of beasts swept through the air, emitting a deafening roar of death.

The sound grew louder and closer, shaking the rubble on the city wall.

Within just a few hours, the beast tide reached the outskirts of all bases around the world.

Just when everyone's hearts were in their throats—something bizarre happened.

The beast tide has stopped!

The long-range firepower that was originally prepared for launch at the six major bases of the Dragon Kingdom has failed to fire.

The gunner's finger hovered over the fire button, sweat dripping onto it, but he didn't press it.

Satellite images show the endless horde of beasts halted a few kilometers from the major bases, like a tsunami held back by an invisible dam.

Between the front row of strange beasts and the city wall lies a vast, desolate, and deserted area.

From the city wall, the superhumans at the base saw the eyes of the monsters as countless crimson will-o'-the-wisps, densely packed and boundless.

Inside the command tower in the capital city.

The commander stared at the radar screen, which was now so full of red dots that the screen had turned pure red.

He picked up the communicator, hesitated for three seconds, and then put it down.

In the underground living area, electronic screens simultaneously broadcast images of the outside world.

"The prophet can solve this, right?" someone whispered.

"We are from the capital city, and the prophet is right here!"

"That's right. Even if we can't save everyone in the world, we'll definitely be safe. The Prophet is here; he won't let us die."

"Yes, the prophet will protect us."

In the capital, in a small building.

Chen Junjie stood by the window, looking into the distance through the glass.

There was no fear or hesitation in his eyes.

He was simply waiting. Waiting for the Alliance's answer, waiting for the people's answer, waiting for humanity's answer.

An endless horde of beasts could engulf the entire base at any moment. Just as everyone was on the verge of a mental breakdown, a strange voice rang out on the electronic screen.

"Tomorrow. The deadline. If the deal is not agreed to by then, our race will raze everything to the ground."

In the base's living area, countless people were so frightened that they took a large step back.

Outside, however, the weather had changed.

Global temperatures are plummeting at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The heavy snowflakes fell, making soft "plop" sounds as they landed on the ground.

It's like a funeral procession with white paper money everywhere.

In a short time, snow covered the base, the ground, and even the distant beast tide outside the city.

The whole world was a vast expanse of white.

All bases worldwide are facing endless beast tides and imminent life-or-death crises.

From "possibly dying" to "about to die"

In an underground living area, someone spoke hesitantly:

"I...I...I agree!"

"We can't be dragged down with one person!"

"I agree!"

"The prophet shouldn't be so selfish; he should die!"