121: A high vantage point serves as a warning; the tide of hell.

"What did you hear?"

Tang Ran carried her Spiked Club, her brow twitching wildly.

She stared intently at the churning thick fog in the distance.

Besides the heart-wrenching screams of those few useless people, in the wind... there seemed to be some kind of dense vibration?

It felt as if countless feet were stepping on her heart at the same time.

"Yes."

Xia Mo nodded.

Her long legs, clad in black leather boots, lightly tapped the deck.

"Can you feel it? The vibration."

Tang Ran was stunned.

She looked down.

The water in the stainless steel thermos by her hand was rippling in circles.

The frequency was very fast.

"I'll go take a look."

Xia Mo didn't waste words.

Pressing her right hand on the hilt of the sword name, her entire being instantly turned into a blurry dark shadow.

Stealth activated!

Without any sound of wind, her figure vanished directly from the deck, leaving only a faint, delicate fragrance.

"Hey! Little sister, be careful!"

Xia Lai had only shouted half of it before she was already gone.

"Damn, so fast?" Tang Ran curled her lip. "S-ranks are just unreasonable, like ghosts!"

...Outer perimeter of the pier.

A fifty-meter-high abandoned tower crane stood lonely in the wind.

This was the absolute highest point in the area.

A black stream of light rapidly ascended the rust-stained tower body.

Xia Mo was like a graceful swift.

Her toes tapped on the steel frame, using the force to leap into the air!

In just a few breaths, she rushed onto the control platform at the top!

The wind was strong at high altitudes.

It made her long hair dance wildly and her leather clothes flap loudly.

Her cold eyes locked onto the direction of the source of the vibration—Qingqing Grassland!

The moment she saw the scene in the distance clearly.

Even the usually calm and composed Xia Mo had her pupils suddenly shrink to the size of pinpoints.

"This is..."

On the streets several kilometers away, the mist seemed to be violently torn apart.

A dark, dense wave was frantically advancing along the main road!

It wasn't a flood.

It was beasts!

Densely packed bulls, flocks of sheep, zombie dogs, and many strange mutated species were all crowded together.

They didn't fight among themselves, nor did they stop.

Thousands of pairs of crimson eyes stared fixedly in the same direction.

There seemed to be some fatal temptation there, or... an irresistible death order.

"This number... at least a thousand..."

Xia Mo took a sharp breath, her knuckles turning white as she gripped her blade.

If someone with trypophobia saw this, they would probably die on the spot!

And Chen Du should be in the opposite direction... the direction of the Meat Processing Plant!

"I have to go back and report... this is simply impossible to defend!"

Xia Mo made a prompt decision.

This was no longer a disaster that a few people could contend with; they had to wait for Chen Du and the others to retreat!

She was just about to turn and jump off the tower crane.

Suddenly!

A vicious wind pressed down from above!

A super-sharp intuition made her scalp tingle, and the hair on the back of her neck stood up.

"Who!"

Xia Mo didn't even look, her body instinctively bending back at the waist.

Crack!

Almost brushing past the tip of her nose.

A giant claw with barbs grabbed the steel guardrail fiercely.

The steel pipe, as thick as a wrist, was twisted like a pretzel, just like tofu!

Xia Mo used the momentum to roll, creating distance.

Only then did she see the attacker clearly.

Three monsters with goat heads but mouths full of serrated teeth.

A pair of three-meter-wide fleshy membrane wings flapped on their backs as they circled in mid-air.

[Mutated Flying Species · Nightmare Goat Demon]!

"Baaa—!!"

The leader let out a sharp screech, the sound waves making one's brain ache.

Strips of cloth and fresh shredded meat still hung from its claws; it had clearly had a meal on the way here.

At this moment.

Three pairs of tyrannical red eyes locked onto this top-tier beauty atop the tower.

To them, the delicate skin of a top-tier beauty was like Monk Tang's meat!

"Want to bite me?"

Xia Mo stood up straight.

Slowly drawing her blade.

As the snow-bright blade came out of its sheath, the surrounding temperature plummeted.

White frost began to spread frantically from her leather boots; from the start, she used her hidden ice attribute.

Xia Mo's eyes were cold, like a goddess on the peak of a snowy mountain.

Whoosh!

The three goat demons didn't give her time to react; they only knew slaughter!

They flanked her from the left and right!

The one in the middle even folded its wings, diving down like a black cannonball!

The speed was fast enough to create a sonic boom!

But Xia Mo faced the foul wind without even blinking.

Her slender fingers brushed over the spine of the blade, the movement as gentle as if she were caressing a lover.

"Frosty Sky."

Buzz—!

The air seemed to be sucked dry instantly.

With her as the center, the thick fog within a ten-meter radius froze in place, turning into suspended ice crystals.

That was a domain of absolute zero!

Even the wind was frozen.

The goat demon rushing at the front stiffened, a thick layer of solid ice covering its wing joints.

It began to crash.

"Slay!"

Xia Mo's red lips parted slightly.

The sword name turned into a poignant full-moon cold light, surging upward!

Puchi!

Without any resistance.

The sharp blade sliced through fur and severed bone.

Even that hideous goat head soared into the sky!

The foul blood was frozen into red ice shards by the cold, splashing all over the ground.

One strike, an instant kill!

This was the burst of an S-rank Shadow Assassin!

The remaining two goat demons continued to dive.

Their walnut-sized brains couldn't understand how this weak human female had suddenly turned into a death god.

Looking at the two goat demons who were unafraid of death.

Xia Mo's figure suddenly blurred, like a wisp of black smoke blending into the night.

No nonsense, only the soft hum of the blade cutting through the air.

Shing—!

She traced a strange Z-shaped line in the air.

The two goat demons didn't even see where the enemy was before two clouds of blood mist erupted from the base of their wings.

They slammed heavily onto the tower crane platform, crashing into meat paste.

Xia Mo landed steadily.

Her boot soles crushed the ice, making a crisp cracking sound.

She casually flourished her blade, flicking away the blood droplets.

With a click.

She had already sheathed her blade.

But there was no joy on Xia Mo's face.

Because she saw... in the distant sky, more black dots were taking flight.

Hundreds, even thousands of flying species were swarming this way like a disturbed hornet's nest!

"I must leave."

Xia Mo grit her teeth.

If she didn't leave now, even she would be worn down to death here.

She took a deep look in the direction of the Meat Processing Plant, her eyes full of anxiety.

"Chen Du... you guys must hold on."

The next second.

She took a deep breath, her body turning into black smoke as she leaped down!

...ferry no. 0819.

Tang Ran held up her binoculars, her neck almost snapping from stretching.

"Why isn't she back yet? Nothing happened, right?"

"Don't jinx it!"

Xia Lai was debugging the circuitry of her thug no. 1.

"Who is my third sister? Ordinary monsters can't hurt her!"

Just as she finished speaking.

A dark shadow slammed heavily onto the deck.

Xia Mo knelt on one knee, panting slightly.

The continuous Shadow Evasion and the high-intensity burst just now had left her somewhat exhausted.

At this time, ice shards still hung on her leather clothes, emitting a bone-chilling cold.

"Little sister!"

"Xia Mo!"

Tang Ran and Xia Lai quickly gathered around.

"How is it? Is there really a beast tide?" Tang Ran was so anxious she stamped her feet.

Xia Mo stood up and grabbed Tang Ran's arm.

Her tone was more serious than ever.

"Quick, turn off all the lights!"

"Everyone leave the deck and hide below!"

Tang Ran was stunned: "Ah? There's really a beast tide?"

Xia Mo took a deep breath to calm her heartbeat.

Pointing at the silhouette of the factory swallowed by the mist in the distance, she said word by word:

"It's not a beast tide."

"It's hell."

"At least a thousand mutants... are swarming toward us."

At this point, Xia Mo's gaze became sharp.

"They'll be here soon."