Four Split Personalities

"I don’t regret that my Level 20 character I worked so hard to build was wiped out because too many people had already died before that. Compared to those players who had lots of good stuff and contributed more to the quests than I did, my loss meant nothing; compared to the NPCs who didn’t have a second chance, I am fortunate enough to be sitting in front of the computer, drinking juice and writing this diary."

"If I had to name a regret, it would be that I never got the chance to see Misha County liberated with my own eyes, nor could I fight alongside everyone until the very last moment. My newly created character spawned in some random wilderness, and I am still in the middle of a guide quest called ’Coming Out of the Mountains’ (PS: Suddenly changing from an Elf to a Dwarf feels like discovering a whole new world)."

"In any case, let’s return to the final phase and talk about what happened before I bit the dust..."

"Due to limited space, I will omit some details that I am not very familiar with and will revisit and supplement them after a thorough understanding."

Hei Fan’s pre-arranged Kirov strike team achieved tremendous victory. That airship, which I never saw (in its entirety), not only successfully transported Forget Language—sorry, I mean Morning Forgotten Language, the young lady and the royal guard across, but in the following period, it used massive airdrops to kill thousands of Monsters. Even though the main force I was with was still heading south, the two Eagle Eye teams that never pulled back witnessed the whole process. One of the brothers, who wished to remain anonymous but has been following the serial these days, described it to me as best as he could via private chat."

"To sum it up—it was Explosion, Explosion, Explosion, and Explosion."

"I have limited imagination, but that brother said he did his best because everything that Kirov involved had to do with explosions; even its last attack was to smash itself into the Monster horde like a giant bomb, causing an even more intense Explosion."

"I can imagine it a little bit now..."

"Before long, we deliberately slowed down and arrived at our destination, an open area less than a kilometer away from the long bridge in front of Savah City, where Hei Fan and the Knight Order who had set off earlier had been waiting for us for a long time."

"Apart from those densely packed Monsters, what filled my view were just as many ravines and depressions (or should I say craters?), as well as scattered parts and severed limbs everywhere. I even saw something like a toothbrush—which seemed to have an alarm clock function—plugged into half a skull. After emitting a series of piercing buzzes, it inexplicably exploded, blasting the skull several meters away."

"In the distance to the southwest was a teetering behemoth that looked like half a ship, billowing with thick smoke and standing out amid a mass of Mutants."

"That was probably the wreckage of the Kirov after its sacrificial detonation."

"As I was subconsciously wandering in my thoughts, Cordova, who was holding his position far away, seemed to have given up intercepting and let those Monsters, who had been blocked for a full day, surge over the bridge like a tide. The reinforcing troops did the same, letting the Mutants through."

"The reinforcements were from the Skalan Duchy, said to be a formidable naval force. The spread of this news greatly boosted everyone’s morale because the weight of ’reinforcements’ at this moment was extremely heavy. Even just a few hundred individuals could be seen as a powerful stimulus."

"Because all the survivors combined didn’t amount to many ’hundreds of people’."

"Thus, the final stage’s groundwork was laid. All of the Mutants were lured by Miss Forget Language towards Savah City, while the highly mobile Knight Order followed closely behind, reaping heads as much as they could by chasing after them. The remnants of our combined forces, led by the daredevil units, followed at a leisurely pace in the rear, conserving our energy."

"Eventually, when all the Mutants had poured into the city, the Knight Order stopped pursuing, and we successfully met Cordova, the reinforcements from the Skalan Duchy, and several other teams that had been lingering nearby on the road. By then, all of Misha County’s resistance forces had gathered, and every one of us, including myself, knew that the final battle was about to begin."

"After the only open north gate of Savah City was blocked, our Mages began to set fires. Since we had prepared in advance, the whole city was engulfed in fierce flames within minutes. Trapped inside were thousands of Mutants and the party led by Miss Forget Language."

"If we were called a daredevil unit, then they were a death-bound unit. Except for Miss Forget Language, who was a player, the probability of surviving for others was almost zero."

"Many were whispering prayers, hoping for a miracle that would allow those people to survive. Regardless of status, position or contribution, I guess most of us just didn’t want the tragic sacrifices to continue, whether it was Her Highness the Saintess, beloved and revered, or an exceedingly Common warrior."

"There are already enough names to be engraved on the Monument of Brave Spirits."