I, the final BOSS of the beta test server!

It was a gap that spanned hundreds and thousands of years and led directly to another node downstream in the long river of time. It existed for only one ten-thousandth of a second before being erased by the correction force.

However, for Last, even if it was only one ten-thousandth of a second, it was enough.

The roar of thunder resounded once again, like an angry divine punishment... In the distant sky, the turbid sky seemed to be torn open in an instant.

However, when the thunder dissipated, the magnificent angel wings spread out again.

Under the wings of steel, the original Last and Dean Silver have completely disappeared.

……

All around me, the scenery is changing in a colorful way.

For Rast, this is not his first time traveling through time and space.

Every time he entered the night world and the echoes of history, it was actually a process of crossing the long river of time.

However, at that time, he was a night traveler, and he crossed time and space with the help of the power of the night world... There was always that veil-like night, which was the protection of the power of the night world.

The power of the night world allows even a first or second-level night traveler to cross the long river of time and space like an angel without suffering any wear and tear or erosion.

But this time it's different.

It wasn't through the protection of the Night World, but rather it was Amis who tore through time and space with her own hands, using her own power as an angel of judgment to send them to a future further behind the current historical reverberation time node.

That is, the end of the Sixth Age.

In other words, Last was already strong enough at this moment, so he even had the leisure to look at the surrounding scenery.

Even though the scene was constantly changing at super-high speed, with Last's current vision, he could still obtain some useful information from it.

The Omnic Crisis broke out, and all the Omnics in human society rebelled... Thanks to the emergency plan prepared in advance by the Shore Watchers, most humans were successfully evacuated into the shelter in the secondary dimension, preserving their manpower.

Decades later, the Judgment Star Cup's rampant will was once again suppressed by Amis, and the omnic disaster was finally declared over.

People left the refuge in the secondary dimension and returned to the Western Continent. Although a self-circulation had been established in the secondary dimension refuge under the support of a highly developed supernatural system, and people were able to live in it in a self-sufficient manner for a long time... the Western Continent was ultimately their homeland.

After the end of the Omnic Disaster, there was a period of slow development lasting nearly a hundred years.

Because of the previous intelligent machine disaster, human society has begun to have huge doubts about artificial intelligence and technological systems that are highly dependent on the Internet.

Therefore, the development speed of the technology tree that was originally thriving and changing with each passing day has slowed down... The view of mainstream human society is that it would rather stop moving forward than let a disaster like the Omnic Disaster happen again.

However, even so, science is still developing, just at a slower and more cautious pace.

If this trend continues, then one day, humans will be able to make another leap in science and technology, and even create spacecraft capable of traveling across the star system, and colonizing outer space will be just around the corner.

but--

That is at this point.

Last saw clearly that all the scenes around him dimmed and turned into darkness.

The originally colorful and prosperous civilization scene disappeared.

All that remains is a dead world.

……

This is a vast and colorless land.

The gray and white tones stretch endlessly, almost covering the entire world.

It reminds people of the thousand-mile desert of Chibi, but even in the desert there are oases, but this land is empty.

Only the few broken corners of buildings buried in the gray-white sand can prove that this is not an uninhabited alien planet or subspace, but the Western Continent where civilization once flourished.

Buried beneath this colorless desert is a real and prosperous city that could accommodate tens of millions of people.

"Here is the end of the Sixth Epoch—"

"That is..."

"Is this the place where Gray left her last traces?"

Last looked at everything around him and murmured softly to himself.

He felt like a ghost at the moment. He could clearly see what was happening in front of him, but he had no entity and therefore could not interfere with anything in front of him.

In layman's terms, you can only look but not touch.

According to Amis, this was to protect them from the aftermath of the angels' battle; they were merely spectators, witnessing what had already happened.

"Looking at the surroundings, the 'Final Disaster' that will mark the end of the era must have already occurred—"

"All that remains now are just ruins."

Dean Yin peeked over Last's shoulder and made his own comments.

"These ruins and debris aren't much to look at. We just need to see what little Grey left behind in this world."

As soon as these words fell.

The next moment, Rast saw Gray, the girl with long gray hair.

She still looked the same as in Rast's memory, wearing the standard hooded cloak that belonged only to the shore keepers in the dark ages.

However, those eyes that were once as bright as emeralds and full of vitality now carried an indescribable tiredness and haggardness.

She walked on this colorless gray earth, on the wreckage of human civilization, like a homeless ghost.

Chapter 221: Civilization has been defeated several times, but the shore guardians have never been defeated (two in one)

"Gray..."

Last whispered the name of the gray-haired girl who was walking on the wasteland.

This is a reunion after more than two hundred years.

Although Last had heard Gray's voice before in the watchtower, it was ultimately just a recording that the other party had recorded and played in advance.

This was the first time that Luster saw Grey in person after the Battle of Broken Coast.

Whether in clothing or appearance, Gray still maintains the same appearance as in the beginning, when she had not yet become the leader of the Shore Guardians, but was just a member of the team under Last.

This scene made Last feel a little dazed, as if everything had gone back to many years ago when they were still in the watchtower, on a carefree and peaceful afternoon after training.

However, the colorless earth, the ruins of the city buried in the desert, and the fatigue and weakness revealed in Gray's petite figure hidden by the hooded cloak... all pulled his thoughts back from memories to reality.

That’s right, this is the world after the apocalypse.

The civilization of the Sixth Age no longer exists.

……

"Have you finally faced reality, this generation of masters of the 'Fools' Library'?"

Above the colorless earth, in the pitch-black sea of ​​sky, a high and vast voice descended.

"Even the most prosperous era will eventually end, and even the most prosperous civilization will inevitably come to an end... This is the law engraved in the very foundation of this world, an unchangeable rule."

"Even if you are the darling of fate, even if you have deduced all the future tributaries of the long river of time and exhausted every possible divergence...but at the end of all possibilities, all divergences, all tributaries, there is only one ending."

"This is fate, this is the law of nature."

This sound coming from the distant sky echoed in every corner of heaven and earth.

"Oh my god, another angel?"

"Have angels become cabbages these days? Can they be sold wholesale like this?"

The hair on Dean Yin's tail stood up again, and he stared at the dark sky vigilantly.

Of course, this was just Dean Yin's instinctive stress response.

Their current state is very special, just as if the scenery observed by humans using astronomical telescopes is actually the universe billions of years ago. These billions of years are the time it takes for light to propagate... This is a history that has already happened, and they are just audiences watching the performance below the stage. The audience cannot interfere with anything that happens on the stage, and the actors on the stage are also unaware of the existence of these audiences.

"It can't be helped. After all, this is the end of an era, the end of everything...all those monsters and demons that usually hide out will come out at this time."

Last looked at the dim sky from which the magnificent voice came. "Besides, given his status, it would be abnormal for him not to come out at this time."

He had already guessed the origin of this new angel—

Gravekeeper.

This is a secret organization that has existed since the Age of Gods.

And now, at the end of this era, it is naturally the time for the gravekeepers to collect and bury the dead civilization.

As if to confirm Last's guess, Gray raised her eyes slightly and looked up at the dim sky.

"Even though one of their members was killed by Leader Cecil not long ago, they've been hiding in shame all these years since I became an Angel, not daring to show up..."

"Is it only at this point that you are finally willing to show up?"

"Noah... He was trapped in the Legend for too many years, and thus developed a greed for the Death God's Star Grail. He never sought help from the organization, but instead wanted to take it all for himself."

"If you die, you die. There's nothing to regret."

"On the contrary, Cecil... that legend of the Sun Sequence is indeed a figure that cannot be underestimated."

When talking about Noah, the high and distant voice was unusually indifferent, as if it was not talking about a fellow gravekeeper, but just an ordinary chess piece.

But when talking about Cecil, he did not hide his admiration at all.

"If he could unfetter himself from those illusions and choose to compromise... then in time, perhaps he could truly ascend to an angel through his own strength."

"Like you and me, become a truly immortal great man."

"Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world. Angels are angels, and legends are legends... It seems like just one step away, but it's the difference between eternity and vanishing."

"And everything he did, that seemingly tragic sacrifice...looking back now, it's clear that it was all in vain."

"It's nothing more than forcibly extending the lifespan of this aging era for a few hundred more years—in the end, it will still end in such a miserable death, having accomplished nothing, having changed nothing, and having wasted its chance to become an angel."

Above the sky, that indifferent gaze slowly descended.

"I've personally witnessed this countless times in the long years since the Age of Gods..."

"Among them, there are many brilliant individuals who are even more passionate, gifted, and talented than you. They too once held a burning passion, wanting to protect their civilization and end the fate of the Epoch..."

"But in the end, they all failed without exception. From being full of hope to completely despair, they finally chose to join the gravekeepers."

"Admit it—"

"The civilization of the Sixth Epoch..."

"And the Shore Watcher has failed."

The voice from the distant sky paused slightly.

"And the invitation I extended to you still stands. Join us... You are an angel of destiny, and possess the value that matches it."

"Use your power to guide future civilizations to conform to the laws of nature and destiny, and avoid meaningless struggles and internal friction."

……

The high and distant voice sounded like thunder, and also like the verdict of fate.

Proclaiming the cold truth.

Civilization has collapsed, and the Sixth Epoch has come to an end... This is a fact that has already happened and cannot be changed.

But at this moment, Gray took off the hood of the shore guard's standard cloak and raised her head.

"Gravekeeper, you are a little wrong..."

Her voice was soft, but the determination it radiated made the heavens and earth resonate: "The civilization of the Sixth Epoch has undoubtedly failed."

"It's not just us. In the six eras since the Age of Gods, humanity has been defeated several times and fallen into dust..."

"but--"

"The Shore Guardian has never been defeated."

It was only at this moment that Rast saw Gray's face, which had been hidden by the hood, for the first time.

She looked so tired and haggard, but at that moment, Gray's eyes were so bright.

It was a bright and blazing fire that illuminated the deepest darkness.

"Angel from the gravekeeper..."

"This time, I won the bet."

……