"Acto... abandoned us?"
"He left with his Dawn System, abandoning this world?"
People looked up, disbelief written all over their faces.
Violet's pupils trembled. As she turned her head, dozens of players met her gaze. They exchanged looks, confirming the fact that they had been abandoned.
"This can't be real," Wang Si muttered to himself.
"Impossible—Su Ming'an won't lose!"
"But even he has admitted it. What more can we do?"
In the thick black mist, Violet couldn't see each player's expression clearly. But she could hear their confusion.
...Number One Player actually admitted, with his own words, that they lost? Lost the efforts of generations of humanity, everything the "human" race possessed?
What about those sacrifices, those who couldn't see the spring, all their struggles and efforts—what were they for?
Zhang Xiaoqi's lips trembled as if wanting to say something, but then came an angry roar from a soldier within the black mist, like a sharp sword piercing through it:
