My Salvation Game Became true?!.
Chapter 285 - 260: Global Catastrophe (Two-in-One)

Chapter 285: Chapter 260: Global Catastrophe (Two-in-One)

Time had moved back slightly, and the sky was only veiled with a thin layer of overcast, devoid of sunlight, but not particularly dark.

It was just somewhat oppressive, like the calm before a storm.

"This is the third stage of erosion, the harbinger that the Tide of Gray Mist is about to arrive, and most of the time it will be overcast."

Matissa spoke with expertise.

She was currently in the training base’s foreign guests’ training ground, her figure dancing gracefully with a Longsword in hand.

Training was secondary; her mind was filled with thoughts of food and clothing.

Well-fed, well-dressed, and comfortable in her environment, she led a truly satisfying life; yet when she saw the increasingly gloomy sky, with the Tide of Gray Mist on its way, she couldn’t help but worry.

"You at Blue Star need to work hard to preserve your specialties! Save as much as you can!"

Shi Yunxi pressed her forehead, "You’re worrying too much, even if you’re worrying about the wrong things."

Her gaze turned to the window, watching the gloomy sky that had overshadowed them for several days.

Her thoughts were drifting, and she didn’t speak.

Matissa too stopped her sword dance and stepped forward, "Based on our observations in Sword Flower City, if it’s fast, maybe less than half a month, the Tide of Gray Mist will descend..."

Boom—!

Before she could finish her sentence, the heavy sky suddenly exploded with thunder, and the already darkened sky turned completely dismal.

Thunderclouds loomed, the heavy lead-gray clouds pressing low against the sky, as if they could collapse at any moment.

The wind began to howl, tearing at the earth and trees, as wisps of gray mist formed, drifting beneath those leaden thunderclouds.

"This is..."

"This is..."

Matissa’s eyes widened, the scene before her overlapping with the knowledge she had learned and the images she had seen in Sword Flower City.

"This is the arrival of the Tide of Gray Mist! But, how can it be... isn’t there still half a month left!"

Inside the training base, a long alarm sounded at that moment.

Trainees, who had just started their training not long ago, stood still, mouths agape, but soon regained their composure under the organization of older trainees or instructors, and rushed to their respective posts.

Shi Yunxi, watching the same scene, showed no surprise, only the ashy-gray sky above still felt so oppressive it was hard to breathe.

"The disaster has descended in full, can we ever see dawn again?"

"We will!"

...

White-headed Eagle Federation.

Area 51 headquarters base.

Boom—

As the muffled thunder sounded and the sky plunged into darkness, the staff here, after a brief moment of shock and bewilderment, also moved quickly into action.

"This kind of peculiar phenomenon is not only happening here."

"Across the Federal territory, the Oulu Continent, and even as far as Dong Huang beyond the ocean, the skies have dimmed!"

"This is a change affecting the entire world, a global disaster!"

"The signal transmission is experiencing interference, switch the lines!"

"A major disaster has occurred in the Lundesty region of the northern Federation."

"Hurry and ask the leader for a decision!"

The leader of Area 51, still in his seemingly year-round black leather coat, hurried to the dwelling of the robe-clad individuals.

He pushed open the door with a bang.

But saw the robe-clad individuals just as astonished.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, according to our observations in Wave City State, it would take several months at the latest, or ten days to a half month at the earliest to arrive, how could it come so fiercely!"

The black-coated leader wore a somber face, "Now, tell me what happens during the Tide of Gray Mist stage!"

Seizing the opportunity, he questioned assertively.

Indeed, without much effort, he extracted secret information from the robe-clad individuals.

The coming of the Tide of Gray Mist marks the beginning of the world’s descent into ruin, while the number of naturally occurring Awakeners will far exceed that of before.

For the black-coated leader, this was one of the few pieces of good news among a pile of bad.

"The disaster came too quickly, many of our arrangements in Area 51 weren’t completed, I need the help of your Wave City State."

"If Area 51 can stand firm, you will also receive a generous reward."

His gaze fixed on the robe-clad individuals, his expression still dark, his mind already weighing the gains and losses.

The disaster had caught them off guard.

However, it wasn’t all bad news.

Compared to their White-headed Eagle’s Ark of Doomsday strategy, Dong Huang, who aspired to build base cities to resist disaster, was even more unprepared.

Now it’s time to see how much the White-headed Eagle Federation can secure for itself amid such a disaster.

He returned to the base, glanced at those Federal regions with severe disasters, and spoke in a deep voice, "Use the B2 propaganda strategy."

The world will eventually sink into doom.

Then, let the world shine and heat up for one last time in its descent.

...

Dong Huang,

The envoy from the Scorched Flame Oasis, Flame Owl, was also surprised at this moment.

Looking at the changing skies outside, he was almost at a loss for words. After a while, he turned to Red Rock and said, "Where is your director? I’d like to speak with him."

"The director has gone out, under the current circumstances I believe Flame Owl Sir understands more than we do."

"Heh!"

He originally intended to say that at this time, they would need the power of the Scorched Flame Oasis even more.

But after a moment’s thought, he closed his mouth.

Now that the Tide of Gray Mist had arrived, it wouldn’t take long for these people of Blue Star to bow their heads in despair, begging for his help.

So he decided to wait.

After all, it was just a matter of two or three days.

...

Sunset Country, White Bear Country.

The envoys from the Great Oasis’s White Tower and Storm City were equally astounded.

In comparison, high-ranking officials like those in Sunset Country and the Giant King of White Bear Country were somewhat more composed, but they were just as busy, having left the envoys behind, their eyes glued to the projection screens linked to the Sky Eye System.