# 781
Chapter 782: The Missing Squad
Sunken Dragon Pass.
Towering waves raged like a massive hand formed from the ocean, slamming violently against the steel fortress walls that had already been shattered by countless "Mystical Beings."
With a deafening roar, the wall that had been blocking the beast tide finally collapsed. The artillery firepower in this direction instantly decreased by one-third. Additionally, since the beast tide was now too close to Sunken Dragon Pass, these artillery coverage networks had basically lost their effectiveness.
The beast tide had reached Sunken Dragon Pass.
"So we didn't even last four minutes after all..."
Fang Zuo glanced down at the pocket watch in his arms, a bitter smile tugging at his lips. He tucked the pocket watch back into his cloak and slowly drew the Straight Blade at his waist.
Clang—!
The crisp sound of the blade leaving its sheath sounded feeble amid the endless roars of the massive beasts. The four Night Watch, cloaked in dark red, stood atop the ruined wall. Compared to those powerful "Mystical Beings" that reached dozens or even hundreds of meters in height, they were as insignificant as ants.
The wall was gone. These four Night Watch, along with the soldiers gathered behind them, were now the final fortress of this pass.
"Looks like it's our time to shine." Fang Zuo pulled out a gleaming Coat of Arms from his chest, rubbing it gently between his palms. "I hope that after using this thing, I can survive six seconds in the beast tide."
"Six seconds? That's too fast." A fellow Night Watch beside him laughed. "I can last eight seconds!"
"I'll last nine!"
"That's nothing? I'll last until the very end. Even if I die standing, I won't let them through!"
"Tch, big talk is easy. If you really can stand until the end, I'll reincarnate as your son in my next life."
"Huh? You said that!"
In the howling wind and rain, the four Night Watch gripped their Straight Blades and Coat of Arms, their laughter and curses mingling like a group of regular neighborhood boys.
ROAR—!!
The roar of the beasts reached them. Their smiles gradually faded as they gazed at the Coat of Arms in their palms, their expressions sacred and pious.
They took a deep breath, popped out the thin needle hidden within the Coat of Arms, and began to speak:
"If the night must fall..."
Whoosh!!
Before the second sentence could finish, the Coat of Arms in their hands suddenly trembled and, with startling speed, flew out of their grip, soaring backward into the dim and silent sky!
"???"
The four Night Watch stared at their empty hands, looking at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.
What just happened?
Where's my Coat of Arms?
Fang Zuo looked up in puzzlement and let out a soft gasp.
Earlier, because the giant waves had obscured the sky, the world had been dim and gloomy. Combined with the overwhelming pressure of facing the beast tide, they hadn't noticed... At some point, the sky had been replaced by a curtain of blackness.
Night had fallen?
Just as this thought crossed Fang Zuo's mind, suddenly, on the steel outer walls of Sunken Dragon Pass, those heavy artillery cannons that had been too close to be useful against the beast tide also lifted into the air. Together with their four Coat of Arms, they reversed course and soared into the blackened night sky.
Along with them went some of the small thermal weapons stored within Sunken Dragon Pass.
Weapons filled the sky like stars scattered across the night, suspended beneath the firmament. At the center of those black clouds, a streak of white cloud shot across like a startled swan, and seven figures stood calmly upon it.
Among them, a chubby man wearing a Zhu Bajie mask stood on a Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams diagram, one hand reaching into empty space as if grasping something.
"So this is Sunken Dragon Pass?" the chubby man said in surprise. "We've only been gone two years, and Great Xia has already started building sea fortresses?"
"It shows how dire Great Xia's situation is." The man wearing the Tang Seng mask said calmly. "Look carefully—if I猜得没错的话, these 'Mystical Beings' were all artificially summoned...
Those Outer Gods are making their move against Great Xia."
"No wonder Lu Qiu said that once Sunken Dragon Pass falls, Great Xia will face catastrophe. With such a terrifying number of 'Mystical Beings' landing, the casualties would be devastating." The figure wearing the Sand Monk mask said.
Among the seven, the man wearing the Sun Wukong mask gazed down at the ruined steel fortress beneath his feet, his eyes blazing like gold.
"Luckily, we've returned."
In the sight of everyone at Sunken Dragon Pass, the seven figures simultaneously leaped from the clouds, hurtling downward at astonishing speed toward the steel fortress still being devoured by the beast tide!
"You four, step back!"
The figure wearing the Tang Seng mask waved his hand gently, and invisible threads instantly wrapped around the four Night Watch standing at the forefront of the pass, carrying them backward. Before Fang Zuo and the others could react, their bodies had already landed safely among the soldiers behind them.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Seven figures crashed heavily into the ground one after another, standing shoulder to shoulder atop the ruined steel wall. The howling wind mingled with bloody spray, churning before them.
They stood like seven mountain peaks in the midst of a storm, immovable.
This scene completely stunned the four Night Watch and the surrounding military forces.
"This... Who are they?" One Night Watch asked in confusion. "Wearing masks, could they be the 【Mask】 Squad?"
"Not the 【Mask Squad】—their masks are different from the 【Mask】's."
"I think so too. This doesn't look like the 【Mask】 Squad... They don't have cloaks, maybe they're not even Night Watch?"
"They are Night Watch." Fang Zuo pointed toward Cao Yuan. "See that man wearing the Sand Monk mask? The blade at his waist is a Night Watch Star Blade—they must be Night Watch!"
"But I've never heard of the Night Watch having such an odd squad like this!"
"No..." Fang Zuo pondered for a moment, as if something had dawned on him. His expression gradually shifted to excitement. "There really is such a squad!
They have no files, no name. All members wear mysterious masks based on Journey to the West. Two years ago in Shangjing City, they defeated Squad 006 and earned promotion to Special Squad status. Then they rode the clouds and left, never to return...
They are the missing Fifth Special Squad!"
The Fifth Special Squad?
Upon hearing this name, the other Night Watch members also recalled some rumors they had heard. Their gazes toward the seven figures' backs instantly burned with fervor.
ROAR! ROAR! ROAR—!!
The oppressive wave of "Mystical Beings," amid endless shrieks, broke through the outer steel barricade. They surged straight through the breach, rushing toward the core of Sunken Dragon Pass.
Their scarlet eyes fixed intently on the seven figures ahead. Having lost all fear instincts, they rampaged wildly, wanting to tear them to shreds.
Their roars deafened the ears.
"Want to compete on who has the louder roar?" Cao Yuan murmured to himself, his hand resting on the hilt of his Straight Blade at his waist. Beneath his mask, a cold smile curled his lips.