Abyss Summoner

Chapter 374 - 364: Endless Nightfall

At this moment, everyone seated in the hall bore expressions of despair, not for anything else but for the death of the last Silver Peak powerhouse in the city, feeling both regret and despair.

Originally, during the battle against the beast tide, the city’s two peak Guardians had already died in battle. The city was in shambles, yet somehow, at this crucial moment, a powerful monster inexplicably appeared within the city.

The monster, ugly in appearance but astonishingly powerful, slaughtered hundreds of survivors and eight professionals in a short time. In this situation, the city’s last peak powerhouse fought against it despite his injuries. In the end, though the monster was successfully killed with everyone’s effort, the fighter’s injuries worsened and, after a full day’s healing, unfortunately passed away just now.

Misfortune never comes singly.

The death of the powerhouse signifies the end of the last hope in the city. As professionals, they were also part of the battlefield earlier, and they vividly remember how terrifying those beasts were. Without the defense of powerhouses, relying solely on themselves, they couldn’t even last one round against the beasts and would be slaughtered to extinction.

What to do?

This is the most pressing question lingering in everyone’s minds that needs solving.

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"What? You decide to retreat?"

A young man, somewhat incredulous, looked at the middle-aged man before him, his face filled with astonishment.

"Listen, this is not the time for stubbornness. We must make a decision. The city’s food is running low, and it’s only a matter of time before the city walls are breached. If this continues, everyone will die!"

The middle-aged man in luxurious attire glanced at him coldly.

With so many negative emotions enveloping the city, the inhabitants split into two factions: one believed that they should avoid the impending disaster, board the last ships with the remaining food and some humans, and seek new land.

But some disagreed, thinking that recklessly leaving the city would only lead to unnecessary sacrifices. The main point being that due to quite a few ships being destroyed, in this city abandonment, only four ships remain. What does this imply? Apart from some professionals, only a few ordinary people can board these few survival ships.

The ships are not large, only a small number of people can escape, and with the mass departure of professionals, taking all the food away, the fate of those remaining citizens is singular: death.

The young man became somewhat hoarse and agitated.

No matter what, he couldn’t comprehend that the man, who during the early days of the disaster saved a factory relying on his ability and was once praised as a hero, would shamelessly speak such words to him now.

"Running away is the behavior of cowards!"

"Do you think the sea is some kind of place? With just a few broken boats, where can you possibly run to?"

"Why have you become like this?"

The young man loudly questioned the other, trying to force him to give a satisfactory answer.

The middle-aged man didn’t hesitate much, spoke earnestly, "Face reality. We are beyond salvation. Once the city is breached, everyone will die. In times like these, it’s better to leave some seeds so that we won’t be entirely defeated."

He’s right!

With the fall of the last Silver Peak powerhouse, the city’s defenses are completely shattered. Without advanced combat power, no one can block the incoming beast tide attack.

Cowardice?

Maybe.

For the middle-aged man, these empty titles are no longer important. What’s crucial is how he can survive this war.

"Ah Wei, listen to me, leave here. Your brother is already dead. I don’t want you to follow in his footsteps!"

"Don’t mention my brother! He fought for this city, not for you cowards!"

"Ah Wei..."

"You all leave. I will fight to the end. Until the last moment, I’m not leaving!" After speaking, the young man strode out the door.

In the room.

The middle-aged man silently stared ahead, his gaze coldly fixed on the silhouette of the young man.

"Boss Gao."

A man appearing to possess some authority approached him and stated in a deep voice, "Are you just going to let him stay here? His brother was one of the Guardians. His choice to stay might sway some people’s decisions."

"The projected numbers will decrease."

The middle-aged man shook his head coldly, "I know. Retrieve all frontline weapons. Even if he can use his reputation to keep some people, we can offset these losses with weapons."

At that, his expression turned cold.

Indeed.

As a large city, it has seen some talents emerge, improving weapon power through research. In the past, most of these weapons were equipped by Warriors on the city walls to effectively repel the monsters’ attacks.

But now, the other side threatens to secretly collect all weapons. For those left behind, losing weapons means losing a shield. When the monsters attack again, there will be no way to stop them!

If they encounter the beast tide, the outcome is almost predictable.

Without weapons to fend off attacks, the so-called walls are just decorations. The city will soon be entirely overrun.

The man’s face suddenly turned ugly, understanding the middle-aged man’s intentions. He couldn’t help but feel a trace of compassion.

Unless a miracle occurs, otherwise, if the beast tide truly arrives, it will be a blatant massacre.

But hesitated for a moment, the man didn’t advise anything. Man does for himself, or the heavens and earth will punish him. He wanted to survive, taking all weapons would undoubtedly increase his side’s survival chances.

Moreover.

War requires aftermath handling. Instead of leaving those unarmed ordinary people behind, the young man, relying on his brother’s reputation, if mobilizing more force, will undoubtedly become a dike against the beast tide, having their sacrifice allowing more ample time for retreat.

Heroes have to pay the price.

The man had his selfish motives. Though he admired the young man’s actions, he ultimately chose to follow the middle-aged man and leave here.

The sky was already darkening.

Sometimes, disaster strikes people unexpectedly.

Just as both sides were preparing, some eyes glowing red gradually gathered on the plain not far from the city.

The beast tide.

Came at just the right time...