Chapter 316

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

It should be known that the Foundation's tentacles are spread throughout all parts of civilization, and in every dark corner related to anomalies, there may be the presence of the Foundation, which must allow the Foundation to establish an incredibly huge social network, interest network, and accumulate unimaginable wealth and resources.

Such a scene can only mean that the Foundation has 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 legions advancing toward the "Thing of Absence" could be.

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

"Target found!"

A roar came from the front.

Asta heard anger, exhaustion, and a hint 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 warriors.

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

Sand dunes rose and fell, and soft curves descended and rose.

Greedy, terrifying, yet holy and beautiful.

And before that sea of death, a phantom figure draped in a sand robe moved forward slowly.

The supreme divinity named "The Missing Thing" seemed to lift Its head, gazing with eyes of pure nothingness at the last of those who had come to die.

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, warriors, and pure recruits.

Their faces were covered with a layer of frost, and their shoulders were covered with a layer of snowflakes, but there was no intention of retreating.

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

Behind the human wall, several tanks slowly revealed their heads, cold tracks pressed over the frozen soil, and 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!"

"... I am the sword in the darkness, the guard on the wall, the flame that resists the cold, the light at dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the kingdom. I dedicate my life and glory to the Night's Watch, tonight, and every night."

The final line of defense for humanity was a desperate battle line.

They knew that there was no chance of survival, yet they did not choose to retreat to the city and say a final goodbye to their relatives and friends.

Even if they knew that even if they gave up, no one would blame them, nor would anyone criticize them for being cowardly.

Who would be stupid enough to form an array and use a flesh-and-blood body to resist a tsunami roaring over?

They would.

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

In front of the "Thing of Absence," Robert raised his pistol fiercely, and together with his agent companions, shot wildly at the target's head.

Gunshots rang out.

The sound of some warheads breaking through the air rang out, but Robert saw the brass warheads pass through the air, penetrate the "Thing of Absence" without obstruction, and fall onto the sand robe behind it.

"Ah... failed again?"

The Foundation's 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 the body, waving continuously.

Until the white sand entangled from between the fingers, trapped the upper limbs, swallowed the entire body, and then ground 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, making him unable to be liberated even after death.

He still joined the suicidal attack as the final Apocalypse Doctor.

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

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

But apart from "immortality," what special power did he have?

None.

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

Sand—sand—

The "Thing of Absence" led the loyal hunting dog and continued forward.

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

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 of confronting the 'Thing of Absence' head-on."

"Can't fight it... even supreme divinities of the level of 'The Stag' and Pangloss couldn't defeat the 'Thing of Absence,' let alone a group of mortals?"

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

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

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

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

The streets in the city were empty and silent, almost without 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 of human society, but now it was broken.

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

The vitality and vigor of humanity had long been destroyed by the "Thing of Absence."

Replaced by silence and despair.

"Everyone will die, including me."

"The civilization where the Foundation is located is even worse than the situation on Jarilo-VI... In this kind of ghost place, there is no way to carry out production activities... Even if the 'Thing of Absence' didn't come, they would soon perish due to lack of supplies."

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

"If you throw a Lord Ravager in front of the Foundation, they probably wouldn't be contained, imprisoned, and immediately start researching..."

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

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 sounded like it came from outside the sky, from another dimension, said:

"I don't know what right I have to perceive what is before me. The 'Thing of Absence' is moving toward the last fortress of humanity."

"The city is shaking and about to be destroyed. When 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 sadness is swaying like the weak flame of a cheap candle before the typhoon comes."

········Seeking flowers····· ····

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

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

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

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

"Lord... Lord... why have you forsaken us?"

"Lord... I hate you!" ===== CHAPTER 318 =====