Single Player Defensive Gap

"The southeastern front has collapsed! Reinforcements! Now!"

In An Yang, the crumbling southeastern front was overrun by a horde of monsters. The remaining students were swallowed by the tsunami-like surge of creatures.

"No... they've breached our defenses. We can't hold them back... we're done for..."

Despair spread like wildfire the moment the defenses were breached, and morale plummeted.

Suddenly, countless flashes of blade light streaked through the night, their sharp aura tearing through the monster horde!

A chaotic mix of natural disasters—tsunamis, hurricanes, and torrential rain—erupted in that moment, churning uncontrollably amidst the monster tide.

The monsters began to panic, only to realize that these were mere mirages, vast illusions conjured to deceive them.

But by the time they understood the trick, they were met with blindingly bright blade light, followed by death!

The monsters at the rear, untouched by the illusions, saw through the grand deception and rallied for another assault!

In an instant, azure flames surged within the tsunami!

The monsters, still thinking it was another illusion, charged forward recklessly, trying to widen the breach in the defenses.

Suddenly, the monsters that charged into the sea of flames were engulfed in roaring fire! Those at the back, realizing the danger, immediately halted.

But it was too late. The sea of flames, accompanied by dazzling blade light, rolled toward them like a tidal wave!

The students were left dumbfounded.

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!"

"Damn! Who the hell is this badass?"

"Quick! Seal the breach!"

They reacted swiftly, and the breach was soon filled with reinforcements. At the same time, the illusions dissipated, revealing a blood-soaked, calm-faced young man with white hair. He sheathed his long blade into a long case he carried in his left arm.

Then, he drew a straight sword, crouched, and leaped hundreds of meters into a densely packed area of monsters, engaging in a ferocious slaughter!

"Su Ze..."

Someone recalled the name that had nearly become a legend years ago.

Inside the shelter.

"You're so adorable! Don’t worry, your boyfriend will come back in one piece."

Situ Jiajia crouched in front of Uesugi Akizuki, gently comforting the little shrine maiden whose face was etched with worry.

Since the shelter wasn’t entirely safe, Situ Jiajia had stayed behind as a precaution.

Uesugi Akizuki nodded immediately. She believed Su Ze would return unharmed, but fear still lingered in her heart.

"Aren’t you a shrine maiden?" Situ Jiajia suddenly thought. "Why don’t you pray for Su Ze? With a girlfriend praying for him, his luck will be off the charts!"

Uesugi Akizuki realized this was true. Although she had spent most of her life in confinement, she had once been a shrine maiden and knew how to pray.

Somehow, amidst the monster horde, Su Ze felt an inexplicable sense of calm.

...

"Pathetic weakling!" The Ghost Officer Commander-in-Chief stomped on the head of a powerful Flame Roller, crushing it with a vicious twist!

Looking at the last severely wounded Flame Roller in this world, Pei Jun, his body covered in gruesome scars, flashed a wild and sinister smile. His expression darkened as he sneered, "I can’t sleep until you’re dead!"

With that, Pei Jun vanished and reappeared behind the Flame Roller, gripping its head and twisting it off with a sickening crunch. The lifeless body slid from his hands as he whispered, "Sweet dreams."

And just like that, he became the last Flame Roller in this world.

"Hey, Commander!" A man in a baseball cap appeared on the battlefield.

...

Cang Yu stood atop a high-rise building, scanning the chaotic and brutal battlefield below with intense focus.

His primary task was to ensure no stray monsters slipped through and reached the bomb shelter area.

"Six o’clock, seven hundred meters," said Li Zinian, who was using his psychic abilities to monitor the area.

Cang Yu suddenly leaped from the building, dozens of meters high. Mid-air, he flipped his blade and spun, unleashing a circular arc of light that cleanly sliced off the head of a stray monster.

He landed back on the building and continued his observation.

"Want a smoke?" Li Zinian offered a cigarette.

"No," Cang Yu frowned, politely reminding him, "We need to stay alert. No time to relax."

"My perception covers a kilometer radius. I’ve always been hyper-vigilant, even in my sleep. If someone enters a hundred-meter range, I wake up instantly," Li Zinian said, lighting a cigarette.

Cang Yu didn’t argue, instead pulling out a piece of candy and handing it to him. "Want some candy?"

Li Zinian paused, then accepted it. "Thanks."

Cang Yu figured he now understood why Li Zinian had developed such a powerful perception ability.

His past must have been filled with chaos, forcing him to remain constantly on edge.

Suddenly, Cang Yu felt a weight on his back. "Do you love me?" His girlfriend, Zhi Xu, hugged him from behind, grinning. "Come on, say it!"

"I love you," Cang Yu sighed.

"Love you too, babe!" Zhi Xu kissed his cheek and dashed back to her post a hundred meters away.

Li Zinian, who had been smoking and eating candy, froze in place. The candy in his mouth suddenly tasted like ash.

He was consumed by envy. Why didn’t he have a girlfriend? He was handsome, charming, and dashing.

Back in the day, girls used to chase him from here to France. But as soon as they found out he was with the Ghost Officers, they’d back off immediately.

Was this the price of being invincible?

Yes, that must be it! Li Zinian must be destined for greatness! Ha ha ha!

As he lost himself in his delusions, he suddenly sensed something.

"Nine o’clock! Eight hundred meters!" Li Zinian shouted. Before he could finish, Cang Yu was already in motion, his voice trailing behind him. "A Lamp Realm late-stage monster! We need a few Lamp Realm fighters to take it down!"

The students on the battlefield shuddered at the words.

In the direction Cang Yu charged, a monster tore through the defenses like lightning, slamming into the ground above the bomb shelter. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the earth, cracking the ground for kilometers and creating a massive crater hundreds of meters wide, exposing the thick iron walls beneath.

Inside the shelter, tens of thousands of people were thrown to the ground by the violent tremors. Some were even knocked unconscious by the shockwaves, blood spilling from their mouths.

The little shrine maiden, who had been praying with her hands clasped, was thrown to the floor.

"A monster has breached the bomb shelter area!" Situ Jiajia steadied herself, gripping her straight sword as she faced the epicenter of the shockwaves.

Su Ze, hearing the commotion from afar, froze for a moment before sprinting toward the scene.

Cang Yu heard Li Zinian’s warning, but instead of retreating, he charged forward. Despite being only at the Candle Realm late-stage, he gritted his teeth and unleashed a circular blade light—his fastest and most powerful strike.

To the monster, however, it moved in slow motion.

In an instant, the monster’s skeletal hand grabbed Cang Yu’s arm, and with a single kick, sent him flying.

A sickening crunch echoed as blood sprayed. Cang Yu crashed into a wall, clutching his severed arm, his face contorted in pain but not a single cry escaping his lips.