They only saw a figure sitting atop an enormous mutant boar's corpse, eyes slightly closed as though resting.
A long blade was thrust into the corpse. From the remaining blade, crimson blood dripped down drop by drop.
Amid a mountain of corpses and sea of blood, a man sat upright upon corpses, a longsword thrust beside him.
Such a scene actually appeared somewhat magnificent.
As though sensing their gazes, Chu Han opened his eyes and looked at them.
Then he stood and pulled out the longsword.
"Since you've arrived, I'll leave the rest to you."
He alone couldn't process these mutant beast corpses—yet he couldn't possibly leave these mutant beast corpses for other mutant beasts either.
With official personnel here, he no longer needed to worry.
After speaking, without waiting for their reaction, he strode toward the city.
After prolonged slaughter, he was already tired.
His body could still fight—but his spirit desperately needed rest.
However, this slaughter had also brought him gains. He'd even comprehended things from novels like sword qi and Sword Intent.
Currently on Earth, he should be the only one who'd comprehended such power, right?
The support personnel just stood there dumbly watching Chu Han leave. They wanted to speak—but didn't know what to say.
Finally, they turned their gazes to the mutant beast corpses on the ground, each showing a bitter smile.
Their support could apparently only do things like this.
Time passed slowly. Because of Chu Han, Cloud City suffered no losses whatsoever in this Beast Tide. Not even a single soldier had died.
This made them profoundly realize how important it was for a city to possess a First Sequence-level powerhouse.
Though Chu Han wasn't First Sequence, he possessed such capability.
If not for him cutting through the Beast Tide alone, Cloud City couldn't possibly have had zero casualties.
Even if they could suppress with firepower—it would be the same.
Besides them, Ning City—not far from their city—had also relied on Nathaniel Gray's ability to resolve the Beast Tide in extremely short time. The speed was even faster than theirs.
Vantora City, Vantora Capital, and Skyport were the same.
Though other cities didn't resolve things as quickly, they could still resist the Beast Tide's attacks. As long as they persisted a while longer, the Beast Tide would end.
But ultimately, some cities weren't so fortunate.
Goose City.
An underdeveloped small city.
Unlike other cities that had experienced Beast Tides to varying degrees, from the Second Spiritual Energy Tide until today, Goose City had never encountered a Beast Tide.
Though mutant beasts occasionally appeared, they'd consistently never attacked.
Unfortunately, such luck didn't last. In this spiritual energy reciprocal feedback, they encountered a Beast Tide.
Unlike other cities that had powerhouses suppressing them, relying on firepower suppression to resist the Beast Tide—after brief suppression, due to a mutant beast's appearance, Goose City's gates were breached in an instant.
"Roar, roar..."
"Roar, roar... roar..."
Violent beast roars swept across all of Goose City.
On the streets, one could see mutant beast after mutant beast. They sensed human scent in the air, using their abilities to discover human presence, then mercilessly devoured them.
The scene that had once occurred in Oceanside City replayed once more in Goose City.
"No, don't..."
A glasses-wearing male student's body trembled. He continuously retreated backward, his eyes filled with despair.
His reaction drew no attention from the mutant boar before him. Following a violent charge, large quantities of blood sprayed from his body, blooming in the air.
Enormous tusks tore the student's body apart. After the mutant boar grunted twice, it began feeding.
Not just him—such scenes played out throughout Goose City.
Fleeing girls. Women holding children. Husbands covering their wives' escape...
Without exception, they all became nourishment for mutant beasts' evolution.
Despairing emotions permeated all of Goose City. All those clinging to survival prayed for state reinforcements.
"Whoever it is—won't someone come save us..."
"Why hasn't support arrived yet? If they don't come soon, we'll die!!!"
"Where are those powerhouses the nation cultivated? What Dragon Emperor, White Emperor—hurry and save us! Otherwise, what good are you?!"
"Just die. Everyone dying would be better. Sooner or later, we're all going to die anyway."
Some embraced hope. Some wept and wailed. Some raged in despair.
Goose City's defensive line was broken. Countless mutant beasts flooded in.
They hunted all humans exposed in their sight, devouring their bodies.
For those who survived, the meaning of their survival seemed to be merely waiting for death.
Each breath made their bodies tenser, their spirits more despairing.
Fortunately, because the Beast Tides in other cities during the Second Spiritual Energy Tide had made many people realize defense's importance—fearing danger's arrival—
Before this Beast Tide occurred, the city had established underground shelters.
According to original estimates, while soldiers resisted the Beast Tide, civilians would swiftly enter shelters according to prior drills.
Originally, everything had proceeded smoothly...
Until suddenly, an incomparably powerful mutant bear appeared. Amid a hail of bullets, it directly shattered Goose City's defenses.
Countless mutant beasts broke in. The city interior immediately collapsed. Civilians scattered in all directions—even forgetting the shelters' existence.
At this moment, only when their sight held no mutant beasts could they feel at ease.
Under death's threat, they could no longer think rationally.
This day was destined to have countless bloodshed and sacrifices.
But also—during such times, there would always be people stepping forth from the crowd, using their abilities to protect civilians.
For instance—a city near Goose City.
Because it bordered the mountains, the Beast Tide they encountered was even more ferocious than other cities.
The city's defensive line already stood at the brink of collapse.
As though in the next second, those mutant beasts coveting human flesh would break through the line and slaughter humanity at will.
"Must I ultimately do this?"
"Forget it. No father, no mother. No wife, no children. I have nothing to miss about this world anyway."
"Even if bound within—it doesn't matter."
"Just changing to a different form of solitude."
A middle-aged man looked at his right hand. In his palm was a mysterious golden rune.
This was his ability: Mountain God.
What was a Mountain God?
As the name implied—a god of a mountain.
His ability's power was to completely fuse with a mountain, becoming that mountain's god.
He could manage everything of that mountain, borrowing that mountain's power.
Rock, trees, flowers and grass, rivers, springs—even communicating with life within the mountain.
Sounds quite powerful, doesn't it?
In fact, it truly was.