Chapter 66: The Clash of Titans at the Dawn of the Apocalypse

Chapter 66: The Titans' Clash at Apocalypse's Dawn

Fu Yanqi removed the book covering his face and lazily looked up at Wu Yue.

The girl before him had clear eyes, her gaze filled with faint confusion that quickly turned to understanding.

"Hello, are you Fu Yanqi, the one the vice-captain told me about?"

Fu Yanqi nodded. "Just call me by my name."

Wu Yue carefully took down the calligraphy book she had finally found from the shelf and placed it with the traditional character dictionary into her storage space.

She walked up to Fu Yanqi. "I'm Wu Yue. Could you help me check what state my current psychic energy is in?"

Fu Yanqi stood up. Wu Yue watched as he bit his fingertip and dabbed the blood on his eyelids.

As a red light flashed in his eyes, she felt as though she had entered a special space, where the surroundings of the library faded into haze.

Fu Yanqi looked at her, as if seeing straight into her soul.

However, as confusion and shock flickered in Fu Yanqi’s eyes, the entire illusion instantly dissipated.

At the same time, Fu Yanqi spat out a mouthful of blood right in front of Wu Yue.

Wu Yue was stunned. She hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

Damn, how did checking a seal end up making someone vomit blood?

Fu Yanqi silently shook his head. "Something's blocking my vision. It's way beyond my reach—I couldn't even perceive a fraction of it.

This force is brutally overprotective, giving no opening to outsiders. But it's also possible, as Jian Suiyu speculated,

that while this force shields you, it also isolates your psychic energy—the new power that emerged after the apocalypse.

What's really weird is that such a powerful seal, one that even psychic energy can't penetrate—shouldn't be possible in theory. No one in today's world should be capable of something like this."

Wu Yue asked, "If no one now could do it, what about before the apocalypse? Was it possible then?"

Fu Yanqi paused briefly before falling into thought.

After a long silence, he carefully replied, "It's not impossible. At the dawn of the apocalypse, there was the Clash of Titans. Many reclusive masters emerged to join this battle for humanity's survival and died in it."

Wu Yue's heart suddenly lurched. She couldn't help but press further, "Do you know who participated in the Clash of Titans?"

Before Fu Yanqi could respond, the dark night sky suddenly lit up with blinding lights.

"Attention all units. This is a full alliance broadcast.

Repeating: This is a full alliance broadcast.

Late last night, the alliance detected the appearance of the annual large-scale dungeon gate at the Cliffside Abyss. Two minutes ago, the alliance confirmed the dungeon gate has officially opened.

All teams, please note:

Assemble your personnel within 24 hours. Each team may send a maximum of eight members. After collecting the combatant badges from the alliance, enter the dungeon as you see fit."

The teams receiving the badges must sign an agreement with the alliance, as follows:

1. Skilled survivors are precious in the apocalypse. After entering the raid, members must not attack members of other teams at will.

If such behavior occurs, the alliance will dispatch the Enforcement Squad to impose sanctions.

Even in moments of danger, teams must put aside old grudges and unite against the enemy.

2. The alliance has opened this story dungeon to prevent murder and assault, and to help the whole alliance advance. The alliance will not claim any rewards obtained from the dungeon.

Therefore, teams entering the dungeon must not engage in malicious killing, assault, or looting, nor deliberately damage any items obtained.

3. Throughout the dungeon, the perspectives of all participating members will be livestreamed across the entire alliance in real time for everyone to watch simultaneously.

We advise everyone not to take chances—value your life and play fair.

4. Rewards from the dungeon will be converted into points. The team with the highest points will become the top-ranked team for the next year.

The alliance’s top-ranked team enjoys multiple benefits, as outlined in the *Alliance Top Team Benefits System*.

This broadcast takes effect immediately upon airing. To prevent latecomers from exploiting loopholes, the dungeon entrance will be locked down by the alliance after 24 hours.

All team leaders and deputy leaders must promptly assemble their teams and proceed. No exceptions.

The alliance-wide broadcast played three times in full, and afterward, it remained prominently displayed in red on the communicator screens, scrolling continuously.

Shortly after, the communicators of Wu Yue and Fu Yanqi buzzed incessantly with notifications.

Upon checking, they saw the team group chat had exploded with messages.

“??? Did this year’s story dungeon open months ahead of schedule?”

“Yeah, in past years, it usually took another few weeks. This isn’t normal.”

“We’re in the apocalypse—what’s ‘normal’ anymore?”

“Wonder who’ll get to join this year. The story dungeon is loaded with loot—one trip and you’re set up for life, early retirement.”

“For our team, it’s obvious—the captain, deputy, monk, priest, Taoist priest, and the redhead. Same as every year.”

“Wu Chong: Why am I just ‘the redhead’?”

“Fine, fine, ‘Saint,’ okay? Saint.”

“Wu Chong: It’s *warlock*! WARLOCK!!”

“But there are eight spots. Besides the leadership, two more can go.”

“I wanna go! I wanna go! I wanna go!!!”

“I remember in past years, the last two spots were decided by vote. Highest votes win. If there’s a dispute, they add up battle records over the year and convert them to points.”

Reading this, Wu Yue was surprised. She hadn’t expected Blaze’s selection method to be so fair.

Unlike Shadow, where Shen Qingci called all the shots—even bringing Su Mo into dangerous story dungeons while playing fast and loose with lives—

Here, votes and battle records determined the choices. Merit and capability—this method truly commanded respect.

Wu Yue knew very well she had only joined Blaze for less than a month. Neither time in service nor skills gave her any shot at selection.

Currently, she was just starting out in every aspect—her mental strength, physical combat skills, swordsmanship, and Arcane Arts. She knew that mastering the basics through diligent practice was essential before moving forward.

Wu Yue tuned out the group vote entirely. Rather than pining for a position she hadn’t earned, she was far more curious about the Clash of Titans Fu Yanqi had mentioned earlier.

"Fu Yanqi, you still haven’t answered my question."

But before Wu Yue could speak, Fu Yanqi suddenly raised an eyebrow and gestured for her to check the communication screen.

Puzzled, Wu Yue asked, "What is it?"

She looked down and saw:

"Jian Suiyu: Any takers for the remaining two spots?"

Fu Yanqi said, "Wu Yue, you caught that broadcast just now, right?

Every year when the scenario dungeon opens, to stop elite fighters from turning on each other, the Alliance forms a chosen Enforcement Squad.

Everyone in these squads are legendary fighters who were already famous long before the apocalypse."

At this, Wu Yue’s pulse raced.

"These veterans of the Clash of Titans—

Only an Enforcement Squad made up of them could earn universal respect.

If you want to know who took part in the Clash of Titans back then, asking them would be your best bet."

Hearing this, Wu Yue glanced back at Jian Suiyu's message in the team group:

"Any takers for the remaining two spots?"