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

Of the less than one billion survivors worldwide, China accounts for more than half.

There are still about 700 million surviving ordinary people in the Dragon Kingdom, mainly concentrated in the underground living areas of the other five major bases.

The four remaining overseas bases have a population of 100 million.

In most countries, the people have been completely wiped out, their civilizations erased from the map, leaving only ruins.

After Zi Bai left, the beast tide truly unleashed its full force for the first time.

Led by a horde of golden-eyed beasts, a massive beast tide, accompanied by thunder, frost, crimson mist, wind blades, and blood rain, surged simultaneously from the four calamity lairs: the Kashgar Mountains, the Soli Deep Sea, the Mengke Desert, and the Holy Mountain.

All the strange beasts have only one goal: to flatten this world.

In the underground living area of ​​the capital city, countless ordinary people are looking around in confusion.

Just now, all the underground electronic screens went black.

The cameras used to monitor the outside world also stopped working, and the screen only showed static.

"Why did the electronic screen stop?"

"Is there a problem with the power system?"

"I just asked, and it's not just our floor; the electronic screens on all four basement floors of the living area are all shut down."

"Where's the superhuman? Hurry up and fix it!"

Some people started complaining, and their voices grew louder and louder.

"Yeah, the monsters have already retreated, so why is there still a malfunction?"

"Is someone slacking off?"

But they didn't know that the surface of the capital city was completely deserted.

The superhuman they were talking about had long since left the capital.

Within the Dragon Kingdom, in mid-air, five major bases and five torrents are desperately rushing towards Jiangnan City.

The largest army of superhumans departed from the capital city, numbering in the hundreds of thousands, densely packed and blotting out the sky.

They were like a constellation of brilliant stars, leaving dazzling streaks of light in the sky.

No one spoke, no one stopped, and even their breathing was kept to a minimum.

Silence, deathly stillness.

Everyone's face was etched with heaviness.

Just hours ago, the league's top brass announced a resolution that no one wanted to accept, but had no choice but to:

Abandon the Beijing base, Tianhai base, Northeast base, Southwest base, and Shanghai base.

All superhumans were transferred to the Jiangnan base.

The message must be kept strictly confidential—no ordinary person in the underground base can know about it.

Because once people find out, it will lead to riots, stampedes, and premature deaths.

The conclusion drawn by the Zhang and Xie families was slammed onto the conference table: An apocalyptic catastrophe was coming.

The five bases had no chance of holding out.

The only way to survive is through Jiangnan City.

Just moments before the beast tide was about to begin, all the ability users in the five major bases simultaneously received the Alliance's highest order: evacuate immediately and head to Jiangnan City.

The order came so suddenly that many people thought it was a prank.

But when they saw the prophetic results jointly calculated by the Zhang and Xie families, everyone fell silent.

"Within a single day, none of the overseas bases and the five major bases in the Dragon Kingdom escaped unscathed. Probability of survival: 0%."

Those cold numbers, like a knife, hung over everyone's throat.

Several overseas divination organizations gave the same prediction at the same time.

Two completely different systems of inheritance have reached the same conclusion.

This is no coincidence.

"For the survival of humanity, for the sake of preventing the extinction of human civilization." The voice of a high-ranking member of the Alliance still echoed in the ears of every superhuman.

"This is the only option."

In the conference room at the Northeast base, some people hesitated.

A young SSS-level superhuman stood up, his voice trembling: "What about the ordinary people in the base? They...they..."

He didn't finish speaking because he couldn't continue.

His answer was a huge electronic map on the wall, covered with countless red dots that were crushing the five major bases.

silence.

Then, those foreign superhumans who had entered the Dragon Kingdom base ahead of time were the first to turn around and leave.

They did not hesitate for a moment.

To them, these commoners from the Dragon Kingdom were not their compatriots.

Survival is the most important thing.

The choice between life and death, especially when emphasized by the concept of "the big picture," becomes exceptionally simple.

If we leave, humanity will survive.

If we stay, humanity will perish.

This is not abandonment, this is sacrifice.

For the sake of all humanity, a choice must be made.

They left.

Bearing the heavy burden of the mission to "preserve the human race," they flew towards Jiangnan City without looking back.

In mid-air, the army of superhumans roared past.

No one spoke up, and no one chose to hold out.

When announcing the decision, the league's top management said something that no one could refute:

"If there were even the slightest chance, we would not abandon anyone. But when faced with a desperate situation, we have no choice but to abandon everyone."

This is an excuse, but it's also the truth.

But everyone knows that this statement also means—those 700 million people have been abandoned.

silence.

Only the sound of the wind.

They are the last spark of humanity.

For the sake of the entire human race, they had to do this.

Jiangnan City.

With the help of several other ability users, Fatty Li painstakingly repaired his wounds.

The wounds left by the purple and white marks are incurable.

The broken part can never grow back.

The superhumans can only do their best to stop the bleeding and relieve the pain, trying to alleviate the fat man's suffering as much as possible.

Liu Zhiqiang had intended to arrange for the fat man to return to the villa to recuperate, but at that moment, Zhou Yao came out.

She looked at Fatty Li, whose face was pale and covered in cold sweat, and said expressionlessly, "Find him a temporary place to stay in the city."

Liu Zhiqiang was taken aback.

Zhou Yao continued, "The alliance's high-ranking officials and the ability users from the five major bases are on their way. He's already a cripple and doesn't deserve to stay in the villa area."

Liu Zhiqiang was taken aback, and his face instantly darkened.

Before he could speak, Zhou Yao added, "All the houses of the superhumans in Jiangnan City should also be vacated for use by the Alliance's higher-ups."

Hearing this, Zhao Lie's face also darkened.

Zhou Yao, seemingly oblivious to the change in their expressions, continued slowly, "This is the alliance's decision. Because—a cataclysmic disaster is coming."

The moment the words "world-ending calamity" were uttered, the expressions of the surrounding superpowered individuals changed drastically.

But Zhou Yao turned and left immediately after speaking, without offering any further explanation.

Liu Zhiqiang was furious and was about to chase after him when Fatty Li grabbed his wrist.

"Forget it." Fatty Li's voice was hoarse, devoid of anger or resentment, only a weary weariness born of understanding. "I'm done for. Times have changed. Let it be."

Looking at Fatty Li's pale face, Liu Zhiqiang felt as if something was blocking his throat.

"What does she mean by the world-ending catastrophe she just mentioned?" one of the superhumans couldn't help but ask.

Fatty Li chuckled, aggravating his wound and wincing in pain, but still managed to squeeze out a sentence: "The beast tide is coming again. What else could it mean?"

"Then why do they all have to come to Jiangnan City..." Liu Zhiqiang asked gravely. "Didn't Li An and the Alliance go to kill the Beast King? Did something happen to them?"

Everyone fell silent; no one knew the answer.

Just then, a figure appeared outside Jiangnan City.

Old Liu.

He arrived in Jiangnan City ahead of the five superhumans from the five major bases.

His clothes were tattered and covered in blood and dust, his hair was disheveled, and he was listless.

There was no trace of the Dragon Kingdom Alliance's rulers left.

Zhao Lie was taken aback, then went to greet him: "Old Liu, you..."

Old Liu's gaze swept over Zhao Lie, then turned to the superhumans on the city wall of Jiangnan.

His lips slowly curled up, revealing a smile that sent chills down one's spine.

"Not bad, it helped me recover some of my strength."

Zhao Lie was taken aback.

The next second—

Within Old Liu's body, the Five Elements Ring burst forth!

The five colors of light—gold, wood, water, fire, and earth—intertwined to form a huge halo that radiated outwards from Liu Lao in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the halo enveloped all the superpowered individuals in Jiangnan City.

Within the city, all those with superpowers felt their abilities begin to stir.

An invisible suction force emanated from the halo, like unseen hands tearing at their energy.

"He's devouring our powers!" someone shouted in terror.

Fatty Li sat against the wall, watching everything with a blank expression.

He lost his powers a long time ago, so he's safe.

Zhao Lie stared at Old Liu and said sternly, "Old Liu, what are you doing!"

Old Liu did not answer.

The Five Elements Rings spun wildly.

His breathing was gradually returning, his broken ribs were healing, and his pale face was regaining color.

"What am I doing?" Old Liu finally spoke, his voice hoarse but carrying a chilling calmness. "Everything I do is for the greater good, and doing this is naturally to save humanity."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the faces of each superhuman.

"Your dedication will be remembered forever..."

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