Sun Moon Federation.
Snow City.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
The autumn wind was bleak, carrying endless cold, sweeping across the wilderness and over the city.
Looking around, the once prosperous Snow City was now desolate, with ruins and broken walls, the city destroyed and people dead; the land stained with dark red bloodstains seemed to have lost its vitality, becoming extremely gray and desolate.
Within a hundred miles of Snow City, everything seemed to have been visited by the Grim Reaper, gray and desolate.
"Count the number of casualties, do everything in our power to rescue the surviving Federation citizens, and at the same time mobilize reserve hidden resources to repair Snow City in the shortest possible time! Hurry!"
A general in military uniform, with three silver stars on his shoulder, ordered with a heavy face, his eyes filled with an indelible sorrow and reluctance.
Beside him stood a dark mech, its surface riddled with jagged cracks and faintly wreathed in ominous black energy.
As his words fell, purple mechs behind him roared through the air and swiftly rushed into Snow City. Within Snow City, aid from within the Federation had already begun.
Outside Snow City, Soul Guidance Emergency Centers had been erected, their sturdy, silver-white metal walls offering a touch of warmth amidst the biting cold.
"Where am I?
What happened to me?
Wasn't I awakening my Martial Soul? Why does my head hurt so much?"
In the bright lights of the Soul Guidance Emergency Center, Jiang Xiu slowly awoke from his pristine white bed, his eyes filled with a clear confusion as he surveyed his surroundings.
"I remember now, it's the Abyss Tide! But how could something like that appear in Snow City?!"
After a moment, Jiang Xiu seemed to recall something, a look of astonishment flashing across his eyes, his expression one of utter disbelief.
He wasn't actually from this world, but from Earth. In his previous life, he was in a shopping mall when he was amazed to find an exquisitely crafted Shadow King figurine. But the moment he touched it, everything went black, and he lost consciousness. The next
moment, he found himself in the Douluo World, still an infant.
After six years of learning, Jiang Xiu realized that the strongest person on the continent was now the Sky-Supporting Douluo, Yun Ming.
He also understood that he was in the best and worst of times of the Legend of the Dragon King.
The good thing was that Tang Shenwang and the God Realm had been abducted; the bad thing was the Abyss's attack, the revenge of soul beasts, the Holy Spirit Cult's collusion with the enemy to destroy the world, and Tang Shenwang's ten-thousand-year plan.
For ordinary people, simply surviving was already incredibly difficult.
"Sigh, I don't even know what my martial soul is. Without absolute strength, I can't even survive properly, let alone control my own destiny."
Suppressing the turbulent thoughts in his heart, Jiang Xiu sighed softly. In this era, natural disasters and man-made calamities were rampant. To avoid being slaughtered, one had to be strong enough, at the very least becoming a Soul Master.
Today should have been the day of his martial soul awakening, but just as he stepped into the awakening array, and his martial soul was about to be summoned, a huge roar resounded in the sky. Immediately afterwards, countless abyssal creatures descended from the sky in dense swarms.
Jiang Xiu could never forget that scene: a dark, overwhelming mass, like a black tide, falling layer upon layer into the snow city, frantically plundering all life.
In the midst of the panic of the Soul Master awakening him, the awakening ceremony was interrupted. After vaguely hearing a loud dragon's roar and feeling an extreme darkness, Jiang Xiu lost consciousness. When he awoke, he was already in this hospital room.
"Isn't the Abyss Tide something that only appears in the Abyss Passage?
Why is it appearing above Snow City?
And at this time, the Demon Emperor shouldn't have become a god yet. With the suppression of the plane, the Abyss shouldn't be able to invade."
"And under such a terrifying Abyss Tide, I actually didn't die?"
Jiang Xiu's fair and delicate face furrowed, and his strange purple eyes were filled with confusion. One thought after another swept through his mind, but he rejected them one by one.
This Abyss Tide was strange in every way, as if some invisible hand was pushing it from behind.
"Don't think about that now, awakening my martial soul is the most important thing. This should be a temporary emergency center set up by the Federation."
Muttering to himself, Jiang Xiu propped himself up, preparing to get out of bed and explore his surroundings.
He knew very well that in this world where strength reigned supreme, when one's strength was low, all thoughts were just empty words.
"Little one, lie still in bed, don't move around, okay? I don't like naughty children."
Just then, a gentle female voice rang out, and a female soul master in white robes approached.
She immediately lifted Jiang Xiu, who had just climbed out of bed, back onto the bed and tenderly covered him with a blanket. She was a healing-type soul master sent by the Federation.
"I…"
Jiang Xiu was stunned, about to say something, but then he saw the gentle-faced female soul master place a slender finger to her lips.
"Shut up, little mouth."
"You've just woken up, so don't move around too much. Come on, let me check you again to see if there are any other injuries. Why are you blushing? Don't be shy." "
..."
But at this moment, neither of them noticed that under the light, there wasn't a single shadow beside Jiang Xiu.
...
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
A spatial tremor rumbled from the distant horizon, and a streak of bright red flashed past, arriving before the gates of Snow City in an instant.
Upon seeing this, the three-star general hurriedly ran to the red mecha and respectfully saluted.
The red mecha hissed, and the cockpit opened, revealing a burly middle-aged man. This man had a very fierce appearance, dark skin, and slightly protruding, bell-like eyes, giving him a somewhat monstrous look.
On his shoulders was a large cloak adorned with five pentagrams and patterns of the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers.
"Reporting to the Commander, our Western Legion soldiers, following your orders, immediately entered the city to conduct rescue operations after the battle."
The general spoke respectfully, looking at the middle-aged man with reverence.
The man before him was none other than Dong Zi'an, the commander of their Western Legion, a master of a god-level mecha, a Limit Douluo, and the titled Ferocious Wolf Douluo!
"Hmm, Li Jie, you did well this time."
Dong Zi'an exuded an aura of iron-bloodedness, nodded slightly, then looked at the ravaged Snow City, a hint of unspeakable melancholy flickering in his fierce eyes.
The once prosperous Snow City had been transformed into a living hell in just one day, countless Federation citizens perishing.
"Commander, this time the Abyss Tide…"
Li Jie hesitated for a moment before tentatively asking.
"I've already contacted the Blood God Legion. Blood One told me that the Abyss Passage is completely silent now, without any disturbances.
So, the fact that the Abyss Tide could descend upon Snow City from tens of thousands of miles away is definitely not ordinary!"
Dong Zi'an's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he were pondering something. He didn't show any outward expression, but inwardly he sighed softly.
"Could it be that the Douluo level's ability to withstand the Abyss's suppression has weakened to this extent...?"
(End of Chapter)