As Achilles looked up at the terrifying red glow, a warship flashed down from the nearby skies.
The figure of Luna descended beside it, her expression frantic as she called out to Achilles and the others.
"Dozens of Apex Ethereal Physiology Behemoths have been detected by satellite surging toward Neon! They're carrying thousands of Meridian Transformation Behemoths and an uncountable number of beasts along with them! The swarm likely numbers in the millions!"
Her voice cracked and broke as if the end of the world had just been announced.
Her now reddened eyes brimmed with disbelief. Why now? Why Neon?
They had just survived three calamities in the form of Ancient Ones and even cleared a fourth barely an hour ago.
Why was it that right after that...a terrifying swarm of Evolutius Beasts from the Cenotaph Wild Lands was now surging their way?
When Achilles heard Luna's words, his expression only grew colder and colder. He didn't reply.
Because he knew that this wasn't the end.
