After the initial anger, standing amidst the burning ruins, many members of the Avengers Alliance fell silent.

Although this wasn’t the first time experiencing such slaughter, each time it filled one with rage and sorrow.

Everyone was covered in soot and looked disheveled, long past their initial high spirits.

With the battle over, the Guardian Divine Artifact had put away its weapon, and its glow was retracted, falling silent.

The sound of footsteps continuously arose, as squads of soldiers arrived at the ruins, setting up a perimeter, rescuing the wounded, and beginning to clear the aftermath. Some curious passers-by and strong individuals also came, not lacking Guardians, including Yang Qing.

Yang Qing spotted Lin Feng and other members of the Avengers Alliance, but after only a glance, he withdrew his gaze, also remaining silent as he surveyed the area, with eyes cold but filled with overwhelming anger.

For Shangjing to suffer such a disaster was undoubtedly a humiliation and disgrace for him, the Guardian of Shangjing.

"Damn it."

Beside Yang Qing, a man cursed fiercely. He was two meters twenty-three tall, with a strong build, covered in black stiff hair, and eyes of brown hue.

His right hand, like a bear’s paw, tightly gripped the head of an alien male, claws embedded in the alien’s forehead, blood dripping down the alien’s face onto the ground.

Knowing he was inevitably going to die, the alien showed no resistance or fear, closing his eyes, quietly awaiting death.

From the moment he emerged from the Space Gate, he was prepared to die.

This outcome was already anticipated.

After cursing, the man suddenly clenched his right hand, directly crushing the alien’s head, staining his clothes with red and white fluid, but he didn’t care at all.

Killing an alien couldn’t completely vent his anger.

He angrily stomped on the alien’s corpse with both feet.

"Enough, it’s dead, no need to make it so disgusting."

A companion advised him.

Mutilating a corpse was meaningless, especially since these aliens used as cannon fodder were minor figures; the true alien geniuses and strong ones cherished their lives and hadn’t been dispatched at all.

"Apart from Shangjing, are there any other places?"

The man exited the Demon Transformation state, slowly halting his actions, asking with a somewhat worried tone.

If even Shangjing suffered such a damage, if other Base Cities were also attacked, the outcome would be even more severe.

"No, only Shangjing."

Someone responded.

"If I guessed right, this attack should have used human bodies as mediums and tools. Forcefully opening a Space Gate isn’t so easy, requiring at least two eight-star or even nine-star level space keys."

Yang Qing said coldly, relaxing the tense mood among others as they looked at him.

As the Guardian of Shangjing, a strong Double King, and the owner of a nine-star key, Yang Qing’s words carried significant credibility.

"If the cost is so high, why do it?"

Someone asked in puzzlement.

"The alien race’s goal is to cause chaos and fear, and with Shangjing as the leader of the Twelve Base Cities, having it as a case is sufficient."

Yang Qing explained.

The preciousness of a nine-star space key needs no explanation; even an Emperor can’t possess one, let alone a King.

To create this disaster, the alien race paid a hefty price.

The alien race’s revenge actually had little impact on Shangjing; the casualties were all ordinary people; in two to three months, the ruins would be rebuilt, no different from before.

But this demonstration certainly threw the nation into a state of panic.

This panic would strain peoples’ nerves, even leading to breakdowns, resulting in social disorder.

This profound impact was more severe than mere slaughter.

"The World Alliance hasn’t taken the initiative yet, and the alien race has already made their move."

Someone laughed, with a hint of self-mockery in their voice.

But all they could do was self-mockery, as there was nothing more they could do.

The alien race was smart, not just mindless barbarians with only brute strength; they thoroughly researched human culture, perfectly grasping human emotions.

Although anger was present, they couldn’t create similar carnage within the Divine Martial Continent.

They simply didn’t have the ability!

Nor did it make sense!

Among the alien race, ordinary people were no different from slaves, killing any number wouldn’t faze the Five Great Forces.

The hunt was over, and the members of the Avengers Alliance lingered in the ruins for a bit; seeing the soldiers arrive, they returned to the hotel.

They didn’t separate, to avoid being ambushed or assassinated.

The Shangjing at this moment, seemed no longer safe.

The streets were full of panicked people; returning to the hotel, everyone remained emotionally suppressed.

Being attacked at their doorstep, yet unable to retaliate, this frustration was far more unbearable than anger.

"When will we start entering the Land of Fallen Gods?"

Zhan Tianyu had just sat down on the sofa and looked towards Lin Feng, asking shortly after.

The difficulties his family faced and the purification of this disaster made him want to vent his anger through slaughter.

"Calm down, anger makes one lose one’s mind, exactly what the alien race wants to see."

Lin Feng replied, not giving a specific time.

Ye Xing also patted Zhan Tianyu’s shoulder; his family’s plight and disaster-induced rage and annoyance were understandable to them.

"King Becoming is our primary target, once we become Kings, all problems can be easily solved. What we lost, we’ll snatch back after becoming Kings, everything waits until we become Kings."

Yun Tianqi also consoled.

Zhan Tianyu was silent for a moment, then nodded, not saying anything further.

"Turn on the TV," Lin Feng said.

Dong Yunan quickly grabbed the remote, turning on the TV, and at that time, all major TV stations were without exception broadcasting the news of Shangjing under attack. To avoid causing discomfort and panic, only scenes of the ruins were shown, without any gruesome corpses or remains.

However, according to official conservative estimates, the casualties this time would exceed a hundred thousand, and as for the economic losses, that was now an irrelevant matter.

Lin Feng logged onto the Martial Artist Forum.

On the forum, netizens frantically posted, thousands of posts were published every second, as netizens expressed their panic about the attack and profound despair about the future through their posts.

"Hope for peace."

"What peace, the battle is over, casualties over a hundred thousand."

"Is the end of the world coming?"

"Even Shanghai couldn’t protect itself, what about the other Base Cities, imagine the worst for Satellite Cities, they may all be wiped out at any moment."

"Haha, not falling in love or getting married was right, I don’t want my children living in such a dangerous world."

"Dude above, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Guy below, I have a boyfriend!"

"Get a room!"

"I find the World Alliance quite funny, just three days after their press conference, is this the result of taking initiative?"

"This has nothing to do with the World Alliance, alright? This proves the alien race is starting to fear us, otherwise they wouldn’t retaliate."

"I don’t see fear, only arrogance..."

"I don’t care about the process, I just want to know the result, can we survive?"

Lin Feng scrolled through the comments, unaware of the hefty cost the alien race paid for this attack, nor did they care.

They only understood one thing, if even Shangjing, with the most Guardians and strongest protection, had been attacked, weren’t other Base Cities and Satellite Cities even more dangerous?

Faced with the ever-present threat of death, fear was spreading rapidly, foreseeably, the unemployment rate would spike again, with more resigning to lie flat. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Depression and suicide figures feared to rise several folds, even dozens or hundreds of times.

People sometimes were very resilient, but sometimes very fragile, easily mentally collapsing.

In recent years, people’s happiness was declining year by year, with marriage and birth rates decreasing, while suicide rates continued to rise.

Shangjing’s attack had a far larger impact than any other Base City.

His phone vibrated slightly, and its ring sounded; Lin Feng took his phone out of his pocket and answered the call.

"Mom, I’m fine, not injured, it was just some Mid and Low Level Demon Beasts, how could I be injured, I am with Yun Kai and the others at the hotel, will be back soon, you go ahead and start cooking, I’ll be back soon."

After simply comforting his mother, Lin Feng hung up the phone.

On the phone, his mother’s emotions were also panicked, fearing he might get injured or something.

Not only Lin Feng, but everyone else’s phones also rang in succession; being in Shangjing, how could their families not worry about their safety?

Everyone started sending peace signals.

After sharing their safety, the atmosphere quieted again.

Lin Feng watched the TV, eyes flickering.

Panic and despair were spreading nationwide, even worldwide; there was a need for a rousing message to help people shed fear.

And revenge was undoubtedly the most straightforward, most thrilling news.

"Personally, I think we need to respond; do you have any opinions?"

After pondering for a while, Lin Feng asked.

The others were slightly stunned, appearing somewhat surprised, Zhan Tianyu first nodded, showing agreement, and after exchanging looks, the others also agreed by nodding.