"The Savior is dead."
Earl Berni's expression was calm, but the slight twitch at the corner of his eye betrayed his inner turmoil, showing he was not as placid as he appeared.
Upon hearing this, Witch Tower and Chris glanced at Shen Feng, who stood beside them.
They instantly realized that something was terribly wrong with the Western Council—that it had likely betrayed the creed of the Salvation Army.
The Savior's existence was, without exaggeration, the last remaining hope for all human survivors in the world.
Many had survived this cruel environment, scuttling about like cockroaches, only because they clung to the firm belief that the Savior would one day return.
Everyone knew the story: the Savior had crossed the Interstellar Gate into the lair of the World Beast for a final, desperate battle against those terrifying monsters. And everyone believed that one day, he would return.
