Chapter 582: Resisting the

Everyone knows that war is cruel.

But sometimes, there are only two options: seeking survival in struggle, and waiting for destruction in appeasement.

After the Foundation notified all civilizations of the content of the "Chronos Protocol."

On the firmament of Jarilo-VI, patches of blue light spots suddenly appeared.

Flickering bit by bit, like stars in the daytime.

The residents of Belobog looked up and waited, watching as large spaceships, each like a small mountain, slowly descended to pick them up from Jarilo-VI.

Bronya was the last to enter the spaceship. Before leaving, she looked back reluctantly at the ancient city that had stood in the ice and snow for seven hundred years.

In the distance, there was still curling smoke, warmly summoning the wanderer home.

"After leaving this time, can we still go home?"

Bronya looked at the agent beside her, always feeling that the other party looked familiar.

Foundation Level 4 Agent, Robert, looked at this young leader, was silent for a moment, and spoke slowly:

"We know what it feels like to lose a home."

"But I cannot make a promise to you, Supreme Guardian."

"Thank you," Bronya said.

Subsequently, she withdrew all her reluctance, stepped up, and entered the cabin.

Not long after, the landing craft activated its anti-gravity device, took off steadily, and flew toward the fleet outside the sky.

And high above the sky, landing craft of various sizes were carrying various equipment, detaching from the starships and descending toward the ground.

A large number of floating warships, self-propelled railguns, self-propelled laser cannons, and self-propelled particle cannons were being set up in an orderly manner.

Shield systems and combat command centers were also slowly unfolding.

On the plains not far from the origin of "Containment-C-2001," dozens of armored vehicles were slowly driving out of the landing craft.

Surrounded by them were three transport vehicles.

Carrying the core components sufficient to determine the outcome of this battle.

—"Fictional Amplifier."

As long as they successfully transport one of them into the ruins, install it, and successfully start it.

Then the Foundation can save this world.

And slap the tentacles of the "Fifth Starfish" back.

Just at this moment, everyone saw several black shadows appear in the thick fog.

One after another, blurred figures moved from the thick fog toward the outside, their numbers increasing, their outlines becoming clearer.

They could not be the residents of Belobog out for a stroll, nor the previously disappeared Foundation agents.

Everyone understood that the only ones who could walk out of the thick fog were them.

—The "Five Elements," and the Fifth Church.

The commander of the convoy narrowed his eyes, dangerous light flickering in his eyes, like a ghost waiting to devour people; in children's stories, it would be a terrifying legend that could stop a child from crying. ===== CHAPTER 584 =====