Successors of all mankind

But at the moment they pulled the trigger, they all stared in astonishment as they repeatedly checked the weapons in their hands.

After confirming that there were no problems, he pulled the trigger again, thus repeating this futile cycle.

This is a weapon they produced themselves, with auto-aiming, fire control, long range, and high power—it has everything.

It is the perfect killing machine, except that it has one problem that is not a problem!

That's because this technology comes from Shenji!

Therefore, they cannot hurt people!

The falling remains also fluttered wildly around Yule at this moment!

This scene left Maltai belatedly stunned as he looked at Yu Le, then asked incredulously:

"Answer me, Constantine, who are you?"

“I told you, Marty, I am a person!”

Chapter 44 Here, the secret to civilization: say goodbye to beasts (3k)

I rejected you not because of any so-called face, nor because of any so-called chivalrous spirit.

It's because I am a human being, but you, you are defiling the bones of my companions!

This tramples on the deepest bottom line of civilization!

They plundered the sacred tomb, and the anger and roars of the dead still echo in Yule's ears.

The princess couldn't hear this, Maltai couldn't hear this, and the soldiers certainly couldn't hear this either.

They were simply wishfully thinking that it was nothing more than a pile of speechless skeletons, a force they could manipulate and exploit.

But Yu Le heard it; he could clearly hear their anger!

They are asking themselves to respond to this!

Let them roar instead!

Kafzeh Cave, dating back approximately 100,000 years to the Paleolithic era.

When people witnessed the death of their companions, they did not abandon them as they had before.

In their boundless grief, they dug a tomb for them, using red ochre as their bed for rest and seashells as a farewell gift.

Whether it was an adult or a child who passed away, they would bury their companions and their people in the same way.

Therefore, let's sever the bond between civilization and beasts!

But here, regardless of whether they are millions of years apart from us, regardless of what race they are, and regardless of who they are!

They are all human beings after all!

They were on my side!

But you are desecrating their remains! Spitting on their death! Disturbing their peace!

Countless voices were howling in Yu Le's ears.

So my anger also bursts forth from my chest!

That overwhelming rage almost tore flesh apart!

"How could you do this? How dare you!"

Whether in the East or the West, the peace of the deceased must be respected.

These two extremely different branches of humanity achieved a high degree of unity only in this respect.

We always respect the deceased, so we bury them.

No matter where you go, grave robbing is condemned.

The Bible classifies grave robbing as an extremely evil act, placing it alongside murder and oppression of the poor.

Even the most greedy Jews would vehemently condemn grave robbers in their scriptures, saying that they would not be given a proper burial after death and that their souls would not find peace.

The Han law stipulated that those who desecrated tombs would be executed, and those who stole would be punished.

The anger of detachment almost drowned out the joy.

It turns out that overwhelming hatred really can come crashing down like a flood!

Countless remains frantically swirled around the last human at that moment.

The backbone of this civilization was trampled, yet the dead could not roar in anger.

The Bible has long since turned to ashes, and the laws of the Han Dynasty have turned to dust.

In a world without people, there is no one to protect the peace of the dead.

But now, the last companion has crawled out of history, and he will roar on behalf of humanity!

The joyful response answered their call, and they responded to the joyful response with power, which they used to bring down judgment!

Yu Le's voice wasn't loud, but every word was filled with bloodlust and murderous intent.

People are susceptible to emotions, and right now, he could hear the endless screams of his compatriots all around him.

The swirling ashes of the skeleton grew increasingly violent, to the point that it resembled a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

This is a completely different performance from everything before.

The soldiers in the Maltay taxis tried to fire their guns more and more frantically, but it was no use. No matter how many times they pulled the trigger, their guns would never fire a bullet.

And as Yule takes its first step toward them.

The Maltai taxi drivers completely collapsed.

Some of them dropped their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy. Others turned and fled, trying to get away.

Some, after a brief hesitation, turned the gun on themselves, attempting to end this belated trial as soon as possible.

Humans respect death and do not wish to disturb the peace of the dead. Even enemies from the previous life rarely desecrate the corpse.

So they inherited this as well.

The priests of the Human Machine Cult will tell them: Do not disturb the holiness of the dead, or you will be thrown into hell and never be able to touch the glory of mankind!

The nuns would also tell them: Always circumvent the graves of the dead, for that is their kingdom. Those who encroach upon the borders of the dead will be abandoned by the protection of humanity!

This was something they had heard since childhood, but they ignored it all and followed their master, desecrating the peace of the dead.

They even desecrated the peace and tranquility of humanity!

The faith they worship!

So they collapsed without hindrance, trying to end their fear and escape judgment with death.

But I can't fire the gun, I still can't fire the gun!

The trigger still did not respond to them.

"Ah—ah—!"

Their trembling fingers could no longer fall; extreme fear had completely overwhelmed them.

They could only sit slumped on the ground, watching in horror as the last human approached, filled with rage.

"Marty! Answer me!"

At this moment, the roar of the humans seemed to drown out the roar of the dragon.

The AIs kept telling Yu Le that they were different from him, that they were aliens.

Yu Le understood this point, but he never truly grasped its meaning.

And now, countless cries of anguish and anger of the same kind are roaring incessantly in Yu Le's ears.

Yu Le doesn't consider himself a particularly sensitive person, nor does he think he's particularly excited about people who are unrelated to him.

But he was wrong. As long as he was human, he could not remain indifferent when he heard the cries and anger of countless others like him.

The soldiers trembled with fear and dread.

And Maltese, this mastermind, dared to scheme against even those of the highest bloodline, and act on their sinister intentions.

Even they couldn't help but tremble at that roar.

He thought he would never have any extra thoughts about these things. As for regret, that was absolutely impossible.

If the peace of the dead is disturbed, that's fine. The dead are the dead; they can't rise from the ground to question themselves.

Even humans are the same!

They were not gods; they were merely a powerful, now-extinct civilization.

So if someone questions him about why he did this, he should laugh and mock their ignorance.

But... the vanished civilization really did rise from underground to find him!

An unwarranted roar actually landed on his head!

Wearing a laurel wreath, Malte watched Yule approach, his lips moving incessantly, his body involuntarily leaning towards the wheelchair.

The immense pressure brought him extreme fear, far surpassing what the princess had previously instilled in him!

Because he knew that once the princess truly left the capital, he would have won everything.

The princess will not be his match, and the King of Glory will not be his obstacle.

His plan spanned a century, and his preparations were as heavy as a mountain.

But he never imagined that there would be a real person standing here, standing in front of him!

My throat was throbbing incessantly, and I was drenched in cold sweat.

When faith truly falls, when God's wrath truly arrives.

Even the most ambitious and cunning ministers...

But then he felt the weight on his head.

He then transformed his extreme fear and cowardice into extreme madness:

"So what! Only winners can say such foolish things, and I, Marty, will win it all, no, I have already won it all!"

With the crown's blessing, a massive amount of psionic energy roared away.

He wants to crush this human being who crawled out of history.

Even if it means losing such a precious true divine body!

Marty's psychic powers roared in.

It's not a straightforward manifestation like a lightning bolt or a fireball; it's more primal and direct—pure weight!

A mountain was compressed into an invisible force field, grinding towards Yu Le.

This enormous weight, which should have put immense pressure on even the Golden Princess, fell on Yu Le's shoulders.

But she couldn't even get him to stop for the slightest bit.

"Don't think this is the end!"

With a loud bang, Maltey, who had never left his wheelchair, suddenly stood up from it.

This is also his disguise!

What can an elderly person with disabilities in both legs do?

He used this to numb everyone, believing it would become his trump card in crucial moments.

After all, physical disability means a weakening of spiritual energy and a lack of power.

This time, however, it seems that his carefully concealed trump card turned out to be nothing but a joke.

Marty was thrown down with ten times the force of gravity, frantically squeezing out every last bit of his potential.

In a daze, he even thought he had returned to the time of his final battle with Justinian.

At that time, he was also frantically squeezing every last bit of potential out of his body, intending to crush the rapidly rising enemy before him.

However, this time he felt even more powerless than before.

Because the air around the park was visibly thick and whitish, and even the solid ground, far exceeding that of Rheinmetall, had spiderweb-like cracks.