Chapter 184

Everyone walking against the wind and snow was dressed the same.

It should be known that the Foundation's tentacles spread to all parts of civilization, and in every dark corner related to anomalies, there might be the Foundation's presence. This must have allowed the Foundation to establish an incredibly huge social network and interest network, accumulating unimaginable wealth and resources.

Such a scene only shows that the Foundation had also burned itself out, not to mention other human organizations that might still survive.

It is almost imaginable how poor the weapons and equipment of the army advancing toward the "Missing Thing" could be.

They might also have nothing left, except for this remaining life.

"Target found!"

A roar came from the front.

Asta heard anger, fatigue, and a trace of relief in it.

The team behind did not panic, nor did they stop, continuing to move forward steadily.

Under the illumination of the distant sun, the huge body of the white sea of sand entered the eyes of the human soldiers.

From left to right, from one side of the horizon to the other, the white sea of death was chasing life.

Sand dunes rolled, and the gentle curves descended and rose.

Greedy, terrifying, yet holy and beautiful.

And before that sea of death, an illusory figure wearing a sand robe walked slowly.

The supreme divinity named "Missing Thing" seemed to raise its head, looking at the last people who were going to die with pure, void eyes.

Their number was not large, only a few tens of thousands.

But the number exceeded 1/3 of the surviving humans.

There were old people, children, men, women, the healthy, the disabled, soldiers, and pure recruits.

Their faces were covered with a layer of frost, and their shoulders were covered with a layer of snow, but they had no intention of retreating.

The weapons in their hands were varied, including firearms, long knives, rusty long swords, and even kitchen knives sharpened thousands of times.

Behind the human wall, several tanks slowly emerged, their cold tracks pressing over the frozen soil, and their sharp muzzles aimed at the distance.

"Human glory lasts forever!"

"For the Alliance!"

"For the Foundation!"

"May we turn into the final ashes, may our ashes turn into diamonds!"

"... am the sword in the darkness, the guard on the wall, the fire that resists the cold, the light at dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the kingdom. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all nights to come."

The last line of defense for humanity was a line of despair.

They knew they would die, but they didn't choose to retreat to the city and have a final kiss with their loved ones.

Even if they knew that even if they gave up, no one would blame them, let alone accuse them of cowardice.

Who would be stupid enough to form an array and use flesh and blood to resist the roaring tsunami?

They would.

Thin black lines rushed toward the white sea, then dispersed and dissolved.

In front of the "Missing Thing," Robert raised his pistol and fired wildly at the target's head with his agent companions.

Gunshots rang out.

The sound of some bullet heads breaking through the air rang out, but Robert saw the brass bullet heads passing through the air, passing through the "Missing Thing" without obstruction, and falling on the sand robe behind it.

"Ah... failed again?"

Foundation agents were very familiar with mission failure.

But they were still unwilling to admit failure.

When the bullets were exhausted, they used the gun body to smash;

When the gun body was damaged, they clenched their fists tightly, squeezing all the potential and power of their bodies, waving continuously.

Until the white sand entangled from between their fingers, trapping their upper limbs, swallowing their entire bodies, and then grinding a stubborn soul into thin and fragmented pieces, until it could no longer be found.

Dr. Bright was also fighting with the white sand.

Although he feared that "immortality" would become an eternal prison, preventing him from being liberated after death.

He still joined the suicidal attack as the final four doctors of the Apocalypse.

Familiar old friends had long since died in battle, and even the O5 Council no longer existed.

Dr. Bright was the last manager of the Foundation, the last pillar supporting the empty shell of the Foundation.

But besides "immortality," what special power did he have?

None.

Thus, the waves of white sand hit him, knocking him down and submerging him.

Sand—sand—

The "Missing Thing" led its loyal hunting dogs and continued to move forward.

In this sea of sand, billions of lives were buried, and the same amount of soul powder was covered.

A desperate soul was imprisoned in a prison of gold and rubies, never to see the light of day.

……

"No! Dr. Bright!"

"Human glory lasts forever!"

"Sigh... the Foundation really fought to the end. Even a civilian staff member like Dr. Bright, who had strong self-destructive tendencies, fell on the battlefield confronting the 'Missing Thing' head-on."

"No way to fight... even supreme divinities of the level of 'The Stag' and Pangloss couldn't defeat the 'Missing Thing,' let alone a group of mortals?"

"Thank the more powerful supreme divinity for not letting the 'Missing Thing' come out to harm the universe again... I don't want to die in such despair."

"A bit unbearable to watch... stories in fairy tales are all about princes and princesses defeating evil dragons. In the Foundation's story, the evil dragon took the princess, swallowed the prince, and had to give birth to endless black dragons to occupy human land and countries..."

……

The last city of humanity, it would be better to say it was a fortress built in a hurry.

It was once a bustling city, but now only ruins and debris remained.

The streets in the city were empty and quiet, with almost no human figures.

In the square in the center of the city, a worn-out but still majestic statue stood tall.

It once represented another possibility for human society, but now it was broken beyond recognition.

On the skyline, the sun cast its light, and the broken buildings and ruins were dark and desolate.

The vitality and energy of humanity had long been destroyed by the "Missing Thing."

Replaced by deathly silence and despair.

……

"Everyone will die, including me."

"The civilization where the Foundation is located is much worse than the situation on Jarilo-VI... This kind of ghost place can't even carry out production activities... Even if the 'Missing Thing' didn't come, they would soon perish due to lack of supplies."

"It's definitely worse than the situation on Jarilo-VI. Was there a supreme divinity or a divinity causing trouble on that planet? If you throw a Lord Ravager there, see if the Foundation lasts longer, or the civilization on Jarilo-VI lasts longer."

"If you threw a Lord Ravager in front of the Foundation, I'm afraid they would directly contain, imprison, and immediately start researching it..."

"Sigh, thinking that the universe is about to be destroyed makes me feel very sad."

……

Just at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

Familiar yet strange.

A moment later, someone finally reacted, this voice belonged to Kira Yoshikage.

That voice, which seemed to come from outside the sky, from another dimension, said:

"I don't know what right I have to perceive the things before me, as the 'Missing Thing' marches toward the last fortress of humanity."

"The city is on the verge of destruction, and as the sand beside us covers the last tree that should have flourished in the world forever, I feel that every tiny life dust in this place of sorrow is swaying like the weak flame of a cheap candle before the typhoon comes."

【Flowers...】

"The sunset twilight, where red, orange, and ten thousand colors shine on each other, dances in the ivory sky, and I feel them all."

"For you, brother, I witnessed it with my own eyes."

……

As Kira Yoshikage's words fell, the screen switched to the countless desperate people in the city.

In a low, cramped room, a woman sat hunched over on the edge of her even narrower bed, unable to convince herself to pray.

"Lord... Lord... why did you abandon us?"

"Lord... I hate you!"