Chapter 782
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Chapter 782: The Missing Team
Chenglong Pass.
The towering waves danced wildly, like a massive hand formed from the ocean, crashing heavily against the shattered steel city walls that had been ravaged by numerous “mysterious” attacks.
With a thunderous roar, the wall that had been holding back the beast tide completely collapsed, and the number of cannons in this direction was instantly reduced by a third. Coupled with the beast tide being too close to Chenglong Pass, the firepower coverage had essentially lost its effectiveness.
The beast tide had already surged to the foot of Chenglong Pass.
“In the end, we couldn’t hold out for four minutes…”
Fang Zuo glanced at his pocket watch, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. He tucked the watch back into his cloak and slowly drew the straight sword from his waist.
Clang—!
The crisp sound of the blade being unsheathed seemed weak amidst the endless roars of the giant beasts. Four night watchmen draped in dark red cloaks stood atop the crumbling wall, appearing as insignificant as ants before the towering “mysterious” entities that reached dozens or even hundreds of meters high.
With the wall gone, these four night watchmen, along with the soldiers gathered behind them, became the last line of defense for this pass.
“It seems it’s time for us to shine,” Fang Zuo said, pulling out a shiny emblem from his pocket and gently rubbing it in his palm. “I hope that after using this, I can hold out for six seconds in the beast tide.”
“Six seconds? That’s too quick!” laughed another night watchman beside him. “I can last eight seconds!”
“I can last nine seconds!”
“Is that all you can do? I’ll hold out until the end; even if I have to die standing, I won’t let them through!”
“Cut it out, anyone can talk big! If you really can last until the end, I’ll be reborn as your son in my next life.”
“?! You said it!”
Amidst the raging storm, the four night watchmen held their straight swords and emblems, joking and bantering like a group of neighborhood boys.
Roar—!!
The roar of the giant beasts came right before them, and their smiles gradually faded. They looked at the emblems in their hands, feeling sacred and devout.
Taking a deep breath, they flicked the fine needle from the emblem and slowly began to speak:
“If the dark night descends…”
Whoosh!!
Before the second sentence could be uttered, the emblems in their hands suddenly trembled and shot out at an astonishing speed, spiraling up into the dim and lifeless sky!
“???”
The four night watchmen stared at their empty palms, exchanging bewildered glances.
What’s going on?
Where’s my emblem?
Fang Zuo raised his head in confusion, letting out a soft gasp.
Earlier, the towering waves had obscured the sky, casting everything into darkness, and coupled with the oppressive feeling of facing the beast tide, they hadn’t noticed… at some point, the sky had been replaced by a pitch-black curtain of night.
It’s dark?
Just as this thought crossed Fang Zuo’s mind, suddenly, the heavy artillery on the steel outer wall of Chenglong Pass, which had been too close to obstruct the beast tide, also began to float up, spiraling into the dark night sky along with their four emblems.
Along with them were some small firearms stored within Chenglong Pass.
The weapons filled the sky like stars dotting the night, suspended beneath the heavens. In the center of the dark clouds, a white cloud shot out like a startled swan, with seven figures standing calmly atop it.
Among them, a chubby man wearing a Zhu Bajie mask stood on a yin-yang bagua diagram, one hand grasping the air as if he had caught something.
“This is Chenglong Pass?” the chubby man exclaimed in surprise. “We’ve only been gone for two years, and the Great Xia has already started building coastal fortresses?”
“This indicates that the situation for the Great Xia is quite severe,” said a man wearing a Tang Seng mask calmly. “Look at these ‘mysterious’ beings below; they should be the ones that Qi Ye sensed in the mist earlier. If I’m not mistaken, these ‘mysterious’ entities have been artificially summoned…
The Outer Gods are about to make a move against the Great Xia.”
“No wonder Lu Qiu said that once Chenglong Pass falls, the Great Xia will face a catastrophe. If such a terrifying number of ‘mysterious’ beings land, the casualties will undoubtedly be severe,” said the figure wearing a Sha Monk mask.
Among the seven, the man wearing a Sun Wukong mask looked down at the crumbling steel pass, his eyes shining like gold.
“Fortunately, we are back.”
Under the watchful eyes of the people at Chenglong Pass, the seven figures leaped down from the clouds, hurtling toward the steel pass that was being devoured by the beast tide at an astonishing speed!
“You four, fall back!”
The figure wearing the Tang Seng mask waved his hand lightly, and invisible threads instantly wrapped around the four night watchmen standing at the forefront of the pass, pulling them back. Before Fang Zuo and the others could react, they found themselves among the soldiers behind them.
Thud thud thud thud thud thud!
The seven figures landed heavily on the ground, standing shoulder to shoulder atop the crumbling steel walls, as the fierce wind mixed with bloody spray rolled before them.
They stood like seven mountains amidst the storm.
This scene left the four night watchmen and the surrounding military personnel dumbfounded.
“Who… are they?” one night watchman asked in confusion. “Wearing masks, could they be the [Masked] team?”
“Not the [Masked]; their masks are different from the [Masked].”
“I think so too; they don’t seem to be the [Masked] team… They don’t have cloaks; perhaps they aren’t even night watchmen?”
“They are night watchmen.” Fang Zuo pointed at Cao Yuan. “Do you see that man wearing the Sha Monk mask? He has a night watchman’s star knife hanging at his waist; they must be night watchmen!”
“But I’ve never heard of night watchmen having such a strange team!”
“No…” Fang Zuo pondered for a moment, as if recalling something, his expression gradually becoming excited. “There is indeed such a team!
They have no records, no names, all wear mysterious Journey to the West masks, and two years ago, they defeated Team 006 in Beijing, gaining the qualification to be a special team, and then vanished into the clouds, never to return…
They are the missing Fifth Special Team!”
The Fifth Special Team?
Hearing this name, the other night watchmen recalled some rumors they had heard before, and their gazes toward the seven figures became fervent.
Roar roar roar—!!
The dark wave of “mysterious” beings, amidst endless roars, crashed through the outer steel barrier, directly breaking through the gap and surging toward the core of Chenglong Pass.
Their crimson eyes fixated on the seven figures ahead, having lost their instinctive fear, they violently sought to tear them apart.
Their roars were deafening.
“Is your voice louder?” Cao Yuan muttered, placing his hand on the hilt of the straight sword at his waist, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth beneath the mask.
