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Inside the teaching building, the battle was beyond description in terms of ferocity.

It was filled with a suffocating sense of powerlessness.

Gunfire never ceased, and the barrage of bullets tore apart the approaching shadows time and again.

But it's meaningless.

Those shadows have no physical form; when they are torn apart, they turn into a writhing pool of darkness that flows across the ground.

Then it recombines and takes shape again, launching another attack.

They seem endless.

What's even more terrifying is that they are extremely purposeful; all their attacks are aimed at only one target.

Break through the defenses and devour the living.

"Hold the line! Keep the fire going!"

An SSS member responsible for bringing up the rear roared as he fired the last bullet from his magazine.

next second.

A shadow, like a ghost, seeped out from the wall beside him and instantly enveloped him!

"what!"

He only had time to let out a short scream.

As his comrades turned their guns and opened fire, the dark figure had already retreated into the wall.

The group member remained standing in the same spot.

His eyes became exactly like those of the NPCs in the corridor—empty and numb.

He threw away the gun in his hand, turned around, and like a robot with a pre-programmed sequence of steps, walked towards the stairwell.

"Hey! Yamada! Wake up!"

His companion rushed up and shook his shoulders hard.

But he didn't react at all.

He merely glanced indifferently at his companion with his empty eyes, then continued walking forward.

This scene sent a chill down the spines of everyone who witnessed it.

Graduation is a departure with satisfaction, a farewell to a life filled with regrets.

And this has been completely erased.

Even the traces of its existence have been formatted.

......

Yuri Nakamura stared intently at the rapidly dimming dots on the tactical map, her face pale.

"Report! The defenses in Sector C have been breached; two people have been killed!"

"Report! The corridor in Sector B has fallen. We are retreating!"

"There are too many monsters! They're impossible to kill!"

From the communicator came screams filled with panic and despair.

"Backup! Commander! We need backup!"

Yuri gripped the communicator tightly.

She opened her mouth, wanting to give an instruction, but found her voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Calm down, calm down."

She kept telling herself this, but her mind was a complete mess.

Just then, a member of the team responsible for intelligence analysis seemed to have discovered something and suddenly lunged in front of a screen.

On the screen, the time since the start of the battle is being recorded in seconds.

The first person was devoured exactly ten minutes after the start of the battle.

In the second batch of lost areas, the two team members were swallowed up at exactly 20 minutes.

The defense line in Zone C has just been breached; it's exactly 30 minutes in.

"Ten minutes."

The intelligence officer muttered to himself, his face instantly turning even paler than Yuri's.

"Commander, these shadows' attacks are patterned!"

He turned around abruptly, his voice sharp with fear.

"Every ten minutes, they launch an unstoppable all-out attack! Each time, a defensive line is breached, and people are swallowed up!"

The word "ten minutes" was like a needle, piercing deep into Yuri Nakamura's nerves.

Her body trembled violently, visible to the naked eye.

"impossible!"

She murmured absentmindedly.

"It can't be that much of a coincidence!"

Yuzuru Otonashi had been paying close attention to Yuri's condition, and when he heard the pattern of ten minutes, he immediately looked at Yuri.

He could clearly see that the resolute determination that belonged to a leader was rapidly fading from Yuri's eyes.

What reappeared in his eyes was a fear he had never seen before, a fear that originated from the depths of his soul.

"Yuri!"

Otonashi rushed over and grabbed her shoulder.

"Calm down! This is just a coincidence! We still have a chance!"

"What do you know!"

Yuri suddenly screamed and shoved Otonashi away.

"You don't understand anything!"

Her reaction was so intense that it stunned everyone in the command room and Otonashi.

......

The ten-minute countdown has begun.

In one corner of the screen, a digital clock ticks relentlessly.

09: 59.

09: 58.

The remaining members of the SSS group have been forced to retreat to their last stronghold.

Student Union Room.

Everyone knows this is the final countdown.

Where will the shadow appear this time?

Who will be swallowed up?

Despair spread like a plague in the confined space.

No one spoke, only heavy breathing and the agonizing ticking of the clock's second hand.

Yuri Nakamura collapsed to the ground, holding her head in her hands and burying her face deeply in her knees.

Her beret, a symbol of her leadership, fell to the side.

Her body was trembling violently and uncontrollably.

Unconsciously, he kept repeating the same sentence.

"It's too late."

"It's too late again."

Her voice was soft, filled with endless regret and despair.

"We have to watch helplessly again."

"There's nothing I can do."

tick.

The second hand of the clock pointed to the final number.

00: 00.

In the final scene, the camera focuses on Yuri's face, hidden in the shadows, her face streaked with tears.