There are no stars or moon in the bloody sky, no trace of dawn, and the entire city is shrouded in a red light of killing.

On the streets and among the buildings, countless monsters and ghosts surged out from the gaps in the dark, instantly turning the world into hell.

It's like an extremely absurd and cruel dream.

Police planes hovering in the air:

“…Please stay at home, block the doors and windows, and don’t leave the room…”

How pale and powerless.

Everyone knows that walls and doors cannot stop monsters and evil spirits, but monsters on the streets and in the open places are even more terrifying. If you hide them, you may have a glimmer of life, but once you run out, you will definitely die.

After discovering that the situation was wrong, the Administration contacted the police and the military as quickly as possible, and sent members of the combat department to each block, teaching them how to use props to fight against evil spirits as quickly as possible.

However, they had never encountered such an enemy, and had never received relevant training. It was the first time they even knew that those dark, strange, and disgusting creatures did not only exist in their childhood fantasies.

Respond to the shortage of weapons and supplies for supernatural creatures.

They could only hold human weapons and stare in panic at various monsters that were crawling out of a nightmare.

The total number of permanent combat section members in M ​​City is 150. In addition, other non-front branch members who can barely be considered as combat members, the total number is less than 200.

But what they faced was a dark supernatural army, sweeping towards the real world like a tsunami.

It was overwhelming horror, suffocating despair.

The asphalt road cracked huge gaps, making a cracking sound. Monsters with foul mud flowing all over their body climbed out from below the ground, three levels of road. Its tentacles made of mud fell heavily to the ground, and the spider-web-like cracks spread out instantly.

Below it is a small team of humans.

"Open fire!" the man in charge shouted.

The fire of the gun lit up in the dark streets, but the special bullets sank into the monster's body like mud cows entering the sea.

It was irritated and let out a deafening roar.

The road shattered under heavy pressure like cardboard, and the surrounding floors were trembling

"Retreat! Retreat!" the person below shouted at the top of his lungs.

It's too late.

Countless viscous mud limbs stretched out from its body, tearing the air open and attacking the ignorant human on the ground.

——And then, the zombie died in the air.

People raised their heads in shock and fear, but saw a black silhouette appearing above the monster. He was so light that he passed by like silent wind, bounced lightly onto the back of the mud monster.

Immediately afterwards, a crescent-like sickle raised, and the blood color of the sky reflected on the blade.

The sharp blade fell down, as if the God of Death kissed him gently, and gently stroked the other person's neck without any resistance, as if it was a sharp blade to cut the tofu into pieces.

The next second, the mud monster's head rolled down, and its huge body instantly scattered.

The sticky mud lost its support form and spreads and flows along the streets.

The stunned people raised their hands to wipe off the mud that was splashed on their faces, but when they looked in the direction just now, the figure disappeared without a trace as if it were when they came. If it weren't for the muddy that was not as good as the ankles on the street, they almost thought that the scene just now appeared in their imagination.

"Just, did you see that person just now?" One of them asked with some uncertainty.

"See..." "Yes, I saw it too."

Such a shocking knife was beautiful and cruel, precise and cruel, as if it could instantly take away everyone's breath, as if it was deeply engraved into their souls, and it would never be forgotten after seeing it.

"Did you just recorded the readings of that monster?"

“A, level a.”

Then came a silence.

They have never heard of humans, can fight against A-level monsters alone, and even...

Scream.

The same question lingers in everyone's mind—

Who is that unknown terrible strong man?

"Will it be someone in the bureau?"

"Impossible" one of them said firmly: "Otherwise we can't have no impression."

The rest of the people agreed and nodded.

While they were about to clean up and continue to fight against other monsters, a small team suddenly appeared from the darkness in the street next to them.

Wu Su ran in the front. He looked very tired, sweating profusely on his forehead, his face and lips turned pale due to the loss of strength, but his eyes were astonishingly bright.

"Brother Wu?" The members of the combat department headed were surprised: "Why did you come here? What about the neighborhood you are under your jurisdiction?"

"Cleaning it, too, the two passing by." Wu Su's breathing was rapid, and a hint of excitement flushed on his cheeks. He asked, "Where are you? Do you need our help?"

—Yes, they have cleared three blocks.

Wu Su once formed a team with Ace, and he knew the opponent's fighting style.

Concise, clean, straightforward.

He ignored the ghost groups all over the mountains and fields without distractions, pointed directly at the strongest and most difficult evil spirits among them, and used the fastest speed and highest efficiency to deal with the backbone of the entire ghost group, which was like undergoing a precise surgical operation, and he was the sharpest sharp tip on the scalpel.

Every level among the evil ghosts is a natural barrier.

The pressure and impact force brought by an A-level ghost are not comparable to that of a hundred B-level ghosts. When the most difficult ones are eliminated, the difficulty of cleaning up the remaining ghost groups is greatly reduced.

After Ace joined, Wu Su could immediately feel the combat pressure of his team shrinking instantly.

Morale immediately rose sharply.

Everyone rushed into the front like chicken blood. Even ordinary members who had never had the experience of fighting with evil ghosts were no longer afraid. They roared and rushed towards the living zombies on the street.

This is the first time tonight, they have been involved in the battle with the desire for victory.

It was like a domino, and one fell down, and the rest naturally collapsed. Soon, one block, two blocks...three blocks.

When they have an absolute disadvantage, they reverse the situation and turn defeat into victory.

——Humans began a counterattack.

They left some of their men to continue cleaning up the remaining monsters in the neighborhood and stick to the hard-won victory.

The remaining part chased Ace to support other areas.

Ace never looks back or stops, but he will always appear in everyone's sight, like a clearly outlined symbol, silently encouraging and comforting other comrades behind him.

Distant but clear, firm and calm.

The bloody sky was still dead, but there was a torrent of progress under it, surging the direction of the entire situation.

The other party seemed to have realized the loss of his advantage.

“Tick.”

A clear drip came from the center of the city far away. The sound was not loud, but for some reason, everyone could hear it clearly.

The moment the sound fell, everyone, even ordinary people without spiritual vision, felt it.

Something changed.

The temperature in the air dropped rapidly and became cold. The zombies who were walking unconsciously suddenly stopped. Something was stirring deep in their blue-white skin. Then, the sudden blood vessels and meridians broke through the skin, and the sticky yellow blood gushed down.

The recorder worn around her waist suddenly increased and made a harsh sound.

"Just now, they were still in level e!" One of the members said in horror: "Now, they have broken through level d and are almost at level c!"

This is a devastating blow to the morale that humans have just sorted out.

After all, there is only one ace, and he needs to deal with the most powerful high-level ghost.

When other ghosts were still low-level, they were enough to deal with it, but when all the low-level ghosts all jumped to one level, everything changed.

——The other party wants to make the ace clone useless, and let the evil ghosts and monsters flood them with numbers.

Yejia stopped.

He stood at a high place, his tall and slender figure was like a dark silhouette under the dark red sky, and like a wound cut with a sharp blade on the sky curtain.

Yejia looked steadily towards the center of the city.

There.

He could feel that the strange power was still spreading, and if it was not stopped in time, the entire situation would be irreversible.

but……

Yejia lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on the humans struggling on the streets.

The human team that had just been organized and formed was vulnerable to the sudden strong opponent. They struggled to support and fought hard.

Perhaps it was because he had been away from the game for too long that his heart, which had been trained on the verge of life and death, became soft.

Yejia's knuckles turn slightly white.

He never knew he would care - he couldn't save them.
To be continued...