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My Life Anthem Covers the Globe-Chapter 399: The Terrifying Human Grave, Calamity Descends
At the same time.
In the Land of Origin of the Anomaly, the former Thirteenth District.
This vast and endless Mysterious Tomb was shrouded in an oppressive silence of death, which spread a sense of despair. Everywhere you looked, there seemed to be no sign of life.
Above the sky.
A massive rift slowly turned.
It resembled the gaping maw of a giant beast, swirling the winds and clouds in all directions, exuding a faint aura that seemed to devour everything.
At this moment.
In that boundless cemetery, stood dozens of tall and new graves. On closer inspection, it was people, one by one, human Transcendents being absorbed by the earth of the cemetery. The earth had already covered their chests, and soon, these would form a series of unmarked graves!
These people were the Destruction-level Transcendents who had previously been sniping the mysterious invasion of the real world.
Although they were motionless now, they had not truly died.
Yet this state of being neither dead nor alive, like a vegetative state, although retaining a hint of lucidity, unable to communicate or react, posed a challenge even for the Catastrophe-level Transcendents.
The despair of feeling their own vitality being stripped away bit by bit was utterly terrifying.
And they had endured this state for almost a month, constantly suffering the despair of having their vitality stripped away.
Originally.
They had hoped to fall back from the unknown battlefield into the real world, using their own Power to seal off this area and put an end to this disaster.
Unfortunately.
They underestimated the horror of a world collapsing upon them!
Even a world marching towards destruction was not one that a few Catastrophe-level Transcendents could withstand.
Moreover.
They finally realized that the key item buried in this Mysterious Tomb capable of sustaining such a level of integration must possess immense strength!
Yet, they no longer had the mental energy to speculate, only hoping that in the unknown battlefield, the Supreme Saint Master could repel the Otherworldly Heavenly Dao, causing the anomaly to recede and the real world to reemerge, giving them a slim chance at survival.
As for reinforcements, they dared not hope.
In fact, they did not wish for any reinforcements to arrive, as they knew clearly that if top-tier forces came to this place, their destiny would only be to become fertilizer.
They had seen far too many strange creatures and powerful Otherworldly creatures cross into this Mysterious Tomb and transform themselves into peculiar entities.
This was a place capable of endlessly spawning strange creatures!
On the other side.
The battleships of various forces clashed with the invading anomaly.
The tip of the tide was always the fiercest and most violent.
Facing the overwhelming number of strange creatures, even teams with Catastrophe-level Transcendents in command could not avoid taking the matter seriously.
"Damn, there are far too many of these strange creatures!"
"Damn, it feels like there’s no point in advancing. Under such an impact, it’s not that I underestimate them, but with those weak old, sick, and disabled reinforcements, I doubt there’s a single living person left in this Land of Calamity now."
"That said, our purpose here isn’t to save everyone. Whether those ants live or die, what does it matter to us? Were it not hoping for some Divine Opportunity, who the hell would come to this godforsaken place!"
Clearly, in the eyes of the core members of these various forces, the billions of people in this Land of Calamity were no longer of the same species as them.
It’s not just them. Even many in the new generation of the Holy City share similar thoughts.
After all, being far from the Holy City means constantly risking the loss of civilization and returning to the primitive age.
This is not merely their biased opinion. Similar concepts are conveyed through textbooks and the expertise of many specialists.
And indeed.
As the anomaly intensified, many districts unable to ensure basic survival saw their order gradually collapse, with civilization quietly slipping away amidst repeated struggles of life and death. Although some districts could temporarily maintain a semblance of normalcy, from a long-term perspective, this would be an irreversible process.
"Though I’m reluctant..."
"Still, let’s kill!"
"Rush forward and see who will be the one to carry the destiny of this era!"
Even though fear gnawed at their hearts, the temptation of encountering a Divine presence drove them to grit their teeth, show malice, and charge decisively forward.
The kind of news that can rouse the attention of their ancestors is naturally not just a baseless rumor. Moreover, they have spent considerable resources to secure passage for themselves.
In an instant.
Cannons roared, and ships unleashed terrifying lasers like divine arrows piercing through the sky, creating a torrential blood rain upon impact.
These battleships represent the most advanced vessels of the current age, each possessing the Power to annihilate Destruction-level Transcendents. Every part has been crafted from the finest materials sourced from various Otherworlds, making them extremely expensive. Even these top-tier forces don’t have many at their disposal.
After all.
These ships are absolute treasures that ordinary people can control to annihilate Destruction-level Transcendents!
Of course, this is only theoretical. Average people rarely get the chance, nor have the nerve to attempt such a thing.
Thus, under the bombardment of these top-tier battleships and the opening strike from Catastrophe-level Transcendents, these Transcendents quickly navigated through the tides formed by the strange creatures, speeding toward the location indicated by their ancestors’ revelation.
Although they possessed the ability to annihilate most strange creatures, they had no intention of wasting time here.
On one hand, this area is desolate with little to no value.
On the other hand, the process of anomaly invasion into the real world was bound to be ultimately concluded, then recede.
Moreover.
This area, today ravaged by anomalies, tomorrow could well be overrun by Fierce Beasts, making it unnecessary to expend efforts here. In their hearts, the Holy City is the land where not an inch can be spared, the place they must fight for.
Therefore.
After traversing the frontline of anomaly invasion, they decisively accelerated, leaving the crowded strange creatures behind.
Even with the astonishing speed of the ships, some rapid-moving strange creatures pursued them. However, these scattered creatures evidently posed no real threat.
Soon.
The fleets arrived at various districts.
Upon seeing a peaceful scene, completely different from what they imagined, many were astonished.
"This must be crazy."
"How can districts be preserved so perfectly, with residents showing little fear? It’s unbelievable."
At this point, many aboard the ships also took note of the detainment containers erected in the districts, immediately urging their vessels forward to investigate.
"These are Soul Crystals!"
Several keen-eyed Catastrophe-level Transcendents recognized the detainment core containing strange creatures—glowing with a mystical light—and a trace of greed flashed through their eyes.
"What a waste, don’t tell me that those remote areas are using such divine objects to imprison strange creatures!"
Instantly, many felt their breaths become shallow.







