Chen Hao placed the coffee on the coffee table and sat up straight. He rubbed his eyes and counted again.

That's right, it was only about a hundred. Where were Lin Feng's subordinates?

Where was Zhao Hu? Tie Dun? Wang Wu and Arrow Eye? Su Yurou? None of them were there.

While he was wondering, he suddenly noticed a row of small characters hanging beneath the livestream title.

【Qingmu County - Lin Feng】 【Heiyan Town - Lin Feng】 【Hupan Village - Lin Feng】 【North Slope Village - Lin Feng】.

Four sub-livestreams were listed there neatly.

Chen Hao froze for a moment, then gasped.

He split his forces?

He hurriedly clicked on 【Heiyan Town - Lin Feng】. The scene switched over, showing a slender figure standing on the city wall.

Wearing black leather armor with a purple short sword hanging at her waist, her long hair fluttered slightly in the night breeze.

It was Shadow Snake. Behind her stood some soldiers; they weren't many, but they were more orderly than ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) those at Beacon Fire Town.

He switched back to the main livestream, his mouth agape, unable to say anything for a long time.

Splitting forces to defend four places—fine, no problem.

But you only left a hundred people in your main territory; how can you defend that?

A Level 3 Nightmare Tide would have at least two or three thousand monsters. A hundred people wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

Chen Hao leaned back on the sofa, staring at the screen, not jumping to conclusions easily.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he didn't dare to anymore.

How many people's faces had Lin Feng slapped from his awakening until now?

They said he wouldn't survive the first month, yet he survived and even built a town.

They said he couldn't beat Hundred Ghosts County, yet he conquered it. Every time people thought he was finished, he always managed to turn the tables.

Be steady this time. Wait and see first.

He glanced at the bullet chat area.

The bullet chat was sparse, not as crazy as before. Most people were asking the same question.

Where are the people? Where are Lin Feng's people? Why are there only a hundred left?

【No way, a hundred people defending against a Level 3 Nightmare Tide?】 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

【Has Lin Feng become arrogant?】

【He split his forces. Look at the sub-livestreams; there are people in all four places.】

【Even if he split his forces, he shouldn't leave only a hundred in the main city. Isn't this seeking death?】

But some people spoke up for Lin Feng:

【Wait and see first, don't be so quick to jump to conclusions.】

【Exactly, when has Lin Feng ever played by the rules?】

Chen Hao looked at the bullet chat, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

It seemed everyone had grown smarter. After having their faces slapped by Lin Feng so many times, they all knew to wait and see. He casually sent a bullet chat message:

【Lin Feng has plenty of trump cards. Don't worry, just watch his performance.】

After sending the message, he picked up his coffee and took a sip. The coffee had cooled down a bit, just right for drinking.

7:16 PM. The moon in the video suddenly changed.

It wasn't a gradual darkening, but rather like someone had splashed a basin of fresh blood across the sky.

A thick, piercing, heart-palpitating red surged from the edges of the moon, spreading rapidly until it swallowed the entire lunar surface.

Blood-colored moonlight spilled down, dyeing the city walls, soldiers, and the wilderness in an eerie dark red.

The bullet chat exploded instantly.

【Blood Moon! It's a Blood Moon!】

【Holy crap, why did it appear again?】

【Wasn't the last Blood Moon ten days ago? Why is it back?】

【It's not back; it probably never disappeared. It just turned white and now it's red again!】

【It's over, it's over, it's over. A Blood Moon plus a Nightmare Tide, what kind of combination is this?】

Chen Hao's finger stopped on the coffee cup, and his whole body froze.

The Blood Moon. When the Blood Moon appeared eighty years ago, thirty percent of the nations on Blue Star were destroyed.

He remembered this number very clearly; it was in the history textbooks and had even been on an exam.

Now the Blood Moon was back, and it just had to happen on the night of a Nightmare Tide.

In the livestream, some netizens from small countries began to panic.

【No, please, our country only has one county-level territory. We won't be able to hold out...】

【I don't want to die, I haven't even awakened yet...】

【Please, let the Nightmare Tide be weaker...】

People in the bullet chat began to offer comfort:

【It shouldn't be a big problem; a Blood Moon doesn't necessarily mean disaster.】

【Exactly, eighty years ago was eighty years ago. Now every country is stronger.】

【Don't scare yourselves. Wait and see first.】

Chen Hao shrunk his neck, hesitated for a moment, and also sent a bullet chat message:

【Daxia has a main city and three city-level territories, so it shouldn't be a big deal. Brothers from small countries, don't panic, hold on.】

After sending this, he also felt uncertain.

Eighty years ago, thirty percent of the nations on Blue Star were destroyed. Among those destroyed nations, there were large ones and small ones, strong ones and weak ones.

When disaster strikes, it won't spare you because you are weak, nor will it bypass you because you are strong.

But he couldn't say that; saying it would only add to the chaos.

7:20 PM.

Five hundred meters outside the west gate, the space suddenly tore open. It wasn't just one rift, but two.

Two massive rifts hung side by side in mid-air. Purple-black light gushed from them, illuminating the surrounding wilderness in a deathly pale light.

Then, the Yellow Turban Army poured out like a tide. Infantry, strongmen, Archers, and cavalry—wave after wave, so dense that the end could not be seen at a glance.

The bullet chat completely exploded. No, it wasn't just the 【Beacon Fire Town - Lin Feng】 livestream that exploded.

The livestreams of all territories across the globe exploded.

Chen Hao hurriedly switched through several livestreams to take a look. Daxia, the USA, Europa, Korea, Sakura Country—without exception, all were facing a double Nightmare Tide.

Two rifts, double the troops. It was the same for every territory.

The popularity of the 【Beacon Fire Town - Lin Feng】 livestream was plummeting.

50 million, 40 million, 30 million, 20 million... Netizens from other countries had all left to watch their own territories' livestreams.

In a life-or-death situation, who would have the heart to watch others?

Chen Hao didn't leave. He stared at the screen, his fingers gripping the coffee cup until his knuckles turned white.

Five thousand Yellow Turban soldiers were arrayed outside the city. Two Rare Bosses sat on horseback, clutching battle-axes, their murderous intent soaring to the heavens.

As for siege engines, he saw scaling ladders over twenty meters high, which were even taller than the walls of Beacon Fire Town.

Catapults, with massive stone projectiles piled beside them.

Battering rams, their heads covered in iron plating, sharp enough to pierce any city gate.

Five hundred meters away, Lin Feng stood alone on the city wall. Behind him were a hundred soldiers; before him was an army of five thousand.

Chen Hao's coffee cup slipped from his hand and smashed onto the coffee table, spilling coffee everywhere.

He didn't look down; his eyes were glued to the screen.

【Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! A double Nightmare Tide??? Two rifts???】

【Blood Moon plus double tide? This is fucking hell difficulty!】

【What's there to watch! There are two Rare Bosses on the other side! Level 25!】

【The one with the double-edged battle-axe looks terrifying.】

【Heiyan Town is also double! All territories are double!】

【A global double Nightmare Tide??? Even the one eighty years ago wasn't this ridiculous!】

【Daxia should be able to hold out, right? The main city-level should be fine...】

【But what about Lin Feng's side! A hundred people defending against five thousand!】

【Damn it, I don't dare to watch anymore...】

【Lin Feng, you better come back alive!!!】

【It's over, it's over. This time it's really over.】

It was over. This time, Lin Feng was finished.

(Tomorrow, there will be a city-level territory defense battle, not to be missed.)