Chapter 339: Nation-Destroying Beast Tide
“I wonder when the beast tide will arrive,” whispered a soldier at Ying Nation’s border, discussing the impending disaster with his comrade. Half a month ago, people noticed the monsters in the Safe Zone becoming increasingly restless, with more injuries reported among those training there.
According to patterns, these were clear precursors to a beast tide. The military grew concerned and dispatched four-star beast tamers to investigate both the Safe Zone and Danger Zone.
The findings were unexpected. Monsters in the Safe Zone had become significantly more dangerous, with one and two-star beasts displaying heightened aggression. Strangely, some Danger Zone monsters behaved contrary to expectations – fleeing upon spotting scouts rather than attacking, as if traumatized by something.
Still, most three and four-star monsters grew more violent overall, matching typical pre-tide behavior. As for the Death Zone deeper within, the military dared not investigate. Home to five and six-star monsters, scouting would require five-star contract beasts – precious strategic resources they couldn’t afford to lose on such dangerous missions.
“Is it true this tide was triggered by a six-star monster?” the soldier asked. Beast tides came in two types: city-destroying (five-star origin) and nation-destroying (six-star origin).
“Hopefully not,” his comrade shuddered. “The last nation-destroying tide was 250 years ago. Surely we wouldn’t be that unlucky?”
“I read a commander’s memoir about that event,” the soldier pointed toward the monster forest with trembling fingers. “Despite full preparation, we suffered devastating losses – an entire nation fell with billions dead. That land became today’s Safe Zone, where bones still surface.”
His comrade whispered: “The signs look bad. Someone reported bear roars – sounded like they mobilized that six-star contract beast.”
The temperamental six-star Golden Bear often disregarded its tamer’s commands. The military only deployed this ultimate weapon as last resort.
“It’s coming!”
Radars lit up with countless dots representing monsters flooding into detection range.
“Millions… billions… It’s a nation-destroying tide!” The radar’s green glow turned the soldier’s face pale.
“Alert level one! Nation-destroying beast tide!”
Soon, visible signs emerged from the monster forest – dark clouds looming, trees collapsing with eerie crashes, an endless swarm advancing. At first, the soldier thought the monsters controlled weather, until realization struck.
“Those aren’t clouds – they’re flying monsters!” The sky darkened under their numbers, far exceeding humanity’s combined air force and flying contract beasts.
“This exceeds the scale from 250 years ago!” Without concrete data, the soldier felt certain this ranked among history’s top three tides.
“Actually, this is the largest ever recorded,” corrected an older, knowledgeable soldier. He patted his shoulder-perched contract beast: “Flying monsters? Meet my four-star multicolored parrot. Might help somewhat.”
Others exchanged surprised glances – none knew Old Feng possessed such a powerful beast.
Recruited during the national conscription, Old Feng’s experience qualified him for command. But fearing his advanced age and risk of Assimilation Disease relapse, the military assigned him to a temporary squad instead.
“I wonder how those two kids are doing,” Old Feng murmured, recalling Xia Chao and Qiu Shi’s message nine months ago about entering the monster forest – with no contact since.
Explosions erupted across the battlefield – landmines detonating, missiles streaking, flak guns roaring. Flames engulfed the landscape, yet radar counts barely flickered. The slaughtered monsters represented mere drops in the ocean.
Standard military tactics alternated modern weapons with contract beast deployments. But this time proved different.
“ROAR—”
“Return! Come back!”
The Golden Bear ignored its tamer’s shouts, charging from the rear lines into the tide. Each earth-shattering stomp split the ground, releasing lava flows. The frontline one and two-star monsters stood no chance against this six-star powerhouse.
No one anticipated the trump card entering battle prematurely, disrupting all strategies. Worse, a rampaging six-star contract beast’s collateral damage threatened friendly forces.
“Full retreat!”
All plans became meaningless against the bear’s unleashed fury. Any remaining weapons proved useless against the devastation spreading toward human lines.
“OINK—”
The comical squeal from the tide’s rear brought no laughter. A mountain-sized boar soared from the backlines to engage the bear – six-star Shatterstar Boar.
Their clash resembled two Unity Stage experts battling, shockwaves annihilating frontline monsters and border defenses alike.
More six-star titans joined – humanity’s Water Bull met the monster side’s White Stag in midair. Both sides’ elite forces now waged apocalyptic combat, eventually ascending to the clouds for more destructive freedom.
Mountains became projectiles – the bear hurled peaks at the boar, only for them to shatter against its tusks. The stag whipped rivers into liquid whips against the bull, who pinned the waterways beneath its hooves.
Ground observers witnessed mountains floating among clouds and rivers suspended midair – a breathtaking yet catastrophic spectacle.
As battle peaked, distant thunder rumbled. Torrential rains engulfed the world, even dissolving the stag’s aerial rivers into falling droplets.
An unfamiliar, majestic sound froze all combatants – something ancient and terrifying approached. Had any Jiuzhou natives been present, they’d have identified it immediately:
The roar of a dragon.