Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

This night, Lin Haifeng was sleepless.

He just kept dealing with various matters at hand until the sky lightened up. Only then did Lin Haifeng stop his work. He looked up, and the first thing he saw wasn’t the clock hanging on the wall but the electronic device standing on his desk, resembling an alarm clock, named ”Level Lock Breaking Progress Real-time Monitor.”

It clearly displayed the figure of 95.4%.

So, he put everything down, stood up, and walked out of the room with great strides.

According to the speed of slaughter under Wen Yu’s command, the day of level lock breaking should be today!

...

Dawn represents a new day, a new beginning.

However, today’s new beginning seemed different from usual.

Fang Yuqiong was already up at the crack of dawn. He washed up and then opened the door to start his daily routine—practicing martial arts and learning knowledge.

Born at the finish line, apart from convenience, also brought immense pressure to Fang Yuqiong—there was much he needed to learn, much he needed to strengthen.

Because this finish line, for Fang Yuqiong, son of Fang Bai and grandson of Lin Haifeng, was merely a starting point.

He sat cross-legged in the courtyard, his breathing slowly calming. The Demonic Qi in the air continuously flowed into Fang Yuqiong’s body, constantly enhancing his physical qualities and species innate talent.

It was slow but lasting, accumulating over time.

About an hour later, Fang Yuqiong stopped the operation of his Limit Breaking Abilities. He stood up, pushed open the courtyard door, and walked with large strides towards the inside of the castle.

After honing himself, it was time to learn. Every day, after training himself, Fang Yuqiong would go to the front-line combat command room to assist his father in handling various trivial matters of the front-line battlefield.

Though trivial, it indeed allowed him to learn a lot, but...

Thinking about this, Fang Yuqiong glanced to his side.

Originally, there should have been someone accompanying him... but he didn’t know where Lin Que had gone.

Yet, just after stepping out of the room, Fang Yuqiong keenly noticed that the atmosphere at the District 7 Outpost Base seemed somewhat oppressive at this time.

...

This feeling became clearer and more evident as Fang Yuqiong got closer to the combat command room. By the time Fang Yuqiong reached the door of the command room, this premonition finally reached its peak.

Inside, hurried footsteps and his father’s shouts blended together. He vaguely heard words like ”front line” and ”prepare for battle.”

Fang Yuqiong’s heart sank slightly, as if he had a premonition of something, he pushed open the door and stepped into the combat command room.

Then, Fang Bai appeared before him, face heavily shadowed with dark circles.

”Father.”

Fang Yuqiong said, and once Fang Bai ended the communication he was holding, he then stood up and looked at his son.

”I’ll keep it short, the level lock is about to break.”

Fang Yuqiong’s heart sank, though he didn’t show a surprised expression—he had also heard about the happenings of late.

After a monstrous entity dominating an era got angry, the breaking of the level lock was inevitable.

So Fang Yuqiong immediately stood upright and saluted Fang Bai, decisively speaking.

”Please give your orders, Commander.”

A simple action, indicating Fang Bai to handle official business.

Or rather, he was actively requesting a challenging task...

Last time, on the day of Level 7 level lock breaking, his older brother—Lin Que had just assembled the Dark Blade Knights Cavalry. In the heart of the teenager, watching his brother perform with great prowess on the main battlefield—saying he wasn’t envious would be a lie, perhaps this time... it would be his day to shine?

A warrior yearning for war is like an adolescent boy yearning for the opposite sex. At this moment, Fang Yuqiong couldn’t even hide his eager anticipation on his face.

To this, Fang Bai only sighed inwardly.

Because this time, it’s different...

Last time, Yanjing and even the entire Earth had enough time and space for development, but this time the progression of level lock breaking was just too fast, too fast.

Every level lock breaking signifies the invasion of higher-level demon fiends. However, as the chasm between Level 1 and Level 2 is vast, the gap between Level 7 and Level 8 will undoubtedly be even greater.

The enemy is stronger, yet the allies are not adequately prepared. This battle, in Fang Bai’s contemplation, was no small feat.

So Fang Bai decided.

”You’ll take the 1st Battalion, 2nd Battalion, 3rd Battalion, and the Soul Puppet 1st Mixed Battalion to the District 8 Outpost Base to support your grandfather. Be careful with everything at the District 8 Outpost Base.”

After saying it simply, Fang Bai came forward, patted Fang Yuqiong’s shoulder, and then shoved a dispatch document into Fang Yuqiong’s hand.

Seeing this, Fang Yuqiong was overjoyed!

Where is the war most intense? Is it not the frontline? When the level lock breaks, where is the real frontline? Is it not the District 8 Outpost Base?

The boy dreamed of distinguished achievements, but when the forces for District 8 support were assembled, only then did Fang Yuqiong’s heart sink.

Because he saw several familiar figures...

...

Qin Tian, Arthur, Lucas, Vila... even the strongest Corpse puppet of the District 7 Outpost Base!

Nearly 80% of the sequence-class experts of the District 7 Outpost Base assembled here, along with over 50% of the total forces. At this moment, Fang Yuqiong finally understood why his dad gave him this task.

The seemingly dangerous main battlefield also had the most powerful experts—whether the risk was higher here than at the District 7 Outpost Base, perhaps was also questionable.

Seeing Fang Yuqiong holding the command order to come, the originally bustling square fell silent for a moment, they seemed to be waiting for Fang Yuqiong to issue commands.

However, at this moment, Fang Yuqiong was truly apprehensive until Corpse puppet stepped forward a few steps to Fang Yuqiong’s side.

”Once we reach District 8, if fighting starts, you stay behind me,”

Corpse puppet said to Fang Yuqiong in a voice only the two of them could hear, then motioned for Fang Yuqiong to say something.

The young man took a deep breath, then shouted, ”Set off!”

In the next instant, a mighty troop force began its movement.

...

The scale of the District 8 Outpost Base was similar to that of the District 7 Outpost Base, but with Yanjing’s relocation, the crowd here was far larger than that of the District 7 Outpost Base.

When Fang Yuqiong first passed through the teleportation gate to this place, what he saw was a bustling crowd.

Countless non-combatants migrating from Yanjing were led by military personnel, passing through the teleportation array formation in turns. They either headed to the rear or ventured to some lower-level area to take shelter from the disaster.

The tension of the impending great war spread uncontrollably along with the well-organized crowd.

These naturally had little to do with Fang Yuqiong. He merely scanned the area and soon found the personnel Lin Haifeng sent to meet them.