"So, everyone has failed."
Ansel's tone was somber: "The true apocalypse has long since arrived; the sea islands are all that the Gods could achieve..."
Lin Lan quietly listened to the truth from the Giants.
"What does 'all' mean?"
He wouldn't give the opponent an opportunity to be enigmatic.
"Genesis, the failed genesis."
Sami lowered his head and encapsulated the truth of the final era: "The entire world is a chaotic concept formed by the collapse of the Gods, with all history piled together, turned into an eternal maze from which future generations can never escape."
"Lord Lin Lan, if nothing goes awry, 'The Sea' is the last line of defense for existing civilization."
Ota gazed perplexedly into the eyes of the gray-haired youth: "Concepts entangle and stack upon each other; this is the defense line piled up by the Gods' corpses, but the Ouroboros will eventually find us, and all civilizations have entered the final countdown."
Lin Lan roughly understood.
