Wasteland Lord: Starting from Thirty Days to Live

Beast tides are the most terrifying thing on this continent.

Endless monsters surged toward the settlement like a tidal wave, slaughtering any living creature they could see.

There are many different opinions about the nature of the beast tide, but one thing is certain—the beast tide has not existed on this continent since ancient times.

More than two hundred years ago, this continent was a unified empire called Augustia, ruled by a brilliant and ambitious emperor.

That is, at the end of the empire, many fissures of varying sizes suddenly appeared all over the world.

Those fissures were as if space itself had been torn apart, pitch black inside, and constantly gushing out extremely toxic substances.

The substance sometimes condenses into the shape of a monster, and sometimes combines with native beasts or humans.

This condensation and combination creates something called a monster.

At the same time, the moon in the sky underwent a change.

It is certain that there was no blood moon two hundred years ago. At that time, the moon was just like the one in Vittorio's previous life—an ordinary yellow moon.

But ever since countless cracks mysteriously appeared across the continent two hundred years ago, the moon in the sky has also changed.

From then on, blood moons, rifts, and monsters became problems that everyone on the continent had to face, and people even coexisted with them and got used to it.

That empire, which should have been great and should have been praised forever, was also destroyed in this endless tide of beasts.

It is said that the largest rift in the history of the empire appeared in its capital at that time, causing countless horrors.

Finally, the empire mobilized all its resources to assemble an expeditionary legion, which engaged in an epic battle with all the demons in the capital. The battle was so fierce that the sky darkened, rivers of blood flowed, and the sun and moon lost their light, before the rift was finally closed.

But the empire, like a giant hacked and slashed, eventually could no longer hold on and collapsed with a crash.

The scorching summer moon shouldn't be the time for a blood moon to descend, but there are exceptions.

That is the moment people call "Red Eyes".

What causes the red-eyed phenomenon? I don't know.

When exactly did Akame appear? We don't know.

People only know that every ten years or so, one day, suddenly, the yellow moon turns red in the midst of the blazing moon, as if a monster in the sky is devouring the original moon piece by piece.

This unusual phenomenon was naturally accompanied by a beast tide.

In the river bend, everyone was awakened by the desperate shouts of the soldiers guarding the city.

Of course, even if he didn't shout, some people would already be awakened.

Because Vittorio had ordered a large number of bells and tripwires to be placed around the camp, the sound of the bone fragments colliding and disturbing each other had just become so loud that it could not be ignored.

Regardless of age or gender, everyone scrambled to their feet from their sleeping quarters. They rushed to any spot where they could clearly see the night sky, staring intently at the red moon, which resembled a terrifying eye, their hearts filled with awe!

Akame has descended!

The horn sounded, and people rushed back to their defensive posts in a panic. As they were awakened, the monsters that had been hiding in the forest and were closing in finally revealed their true forms under the moonlight.

The mountains and fields were teeming with packs of rotting dogs, demonic bats, and bone bears...

They formed a massive, tireless army of monsters that seemed to know no death and marched toward the Reach.

At this moment, Vittorio stood atop the castle, staring in horror at the view below.

It was a wilderness composed of endless rotting flesh and blood, and humanity could not conquer such a dark wilderness.

Humanity can only despair.

Just as he was lost in thought, someone patted him on the shoulder.

Vittorio was slightly startled. When he turned around, he found Edmund standing behind him.

Edmund had donned his worn-out half-armor and was holding the ill-fitting sword. His eyes were weary and filled with worry.

"Why are you standing here? The battle is about to begin. If you don't want to get hurt, I suggest you go to the back."

Vittorio was slightly stung by those words.

"Why should I go to the rear? I want to fight too. Haven't I been training with you for so long? I'm more useful than them."

Edmund was somewhat surprised and looked at him with a complicated expression, but ultimately said nothing.

"Alright, if you want to fight, then pick up your weapon."

Edmund finished speaking and turned to leave, but Vittorio called him back.

"Wait a minute, what do we do now? What's your strategy? You're not going to tell me you're just going to go out there with a sword and fight them head-on, are you?"

Edmund rubbed his temples and laid out his plan in detail.

To be honest, he didn't have any detailed or thorough plans.

In previous years, any such celestial phenomenon would occur at the end of October.

Meanwhile, the survivors of the Reach had made preparations well in advance.

They would seal the food in cellars, hide people underground where the monsters couldn't find them, and keep the castle gates tightly shut.

This phenomenon of the moon turning completely red usually doesn't last long, at most two or three nights.

So they only need to hide in the cellar for three nights.

But what about "Akame"?

How long will the red eyes last?

How crazy will Warcraft be?

no one knows.

Because no one had ever seen Akame; they had only heard of her. Even Edmund, who had the most combat experience, had never seen the legendary Akame.

Therefore, Edmund naturally had no meticulous or detailed plan.

Edmund then offered a somewhat helpless explanation.

"My plan is to withdraw everyone back to the castle, close the gates, and hold out for as long as we can, until the very last moment."

Vittorio shook his head resolutely.

"No, Edmund, you can't do this."

Vittorio began to analyze it carefully.

"Have you ever seen Akame? Do you know how long this thing lasts?"

"A few hours? A day? Two days?"

"If it's only for a few hours, closing the city gates might be enough to hold off their attack."

"But what if this continues all night, or nothing changes by tomorrow night?"

"By then, to what extent will the gate be able to hold out?"

"Our gates are made of oak, and the castle walls are built of bluestone. Long ago, this may have been a magnificent fortress."

"But things are different now. So many years have passed, and the castle is almost completely ruined."

"I've been observing it these past few days. Every part of the castle is damaged to varying degrees. Some are large, some are small. Some are holes that only cats and mice can pass through, while others are gaps that even large magical beasts can squeeze through."

"If you close the gates, what if those monsters pour in from all sides through the gaps? Can your manpower hold them off? If they break in then, won't we become gladiators locked in a cage?"

"But we are empty-handed, and we are facing wild beasts."

Edmund hadn't considered this, but he had to admit that Vittorio made a very good point.

He became very irritable for a moment because he couldn't think of a better solution.

Upon seeing this, Vittorio immediately said the next sentence to calm him down.

"Why don't you listen to my plan?"