Chapter 484: Beyond the Final Breath
Terror, shock, and impotence assailed the hearts of Jormgundr and Ouroborus, leaving the two Sky Seed Depravitas paralyzed at the sight before them. Vlad—who had carried the hopes of humanity on his shoulders—lay in their midst, a mangled, broken figure whose breath no longer stirred. The battlefield, moments ago filled with continuous noise and deadly clash, now seemed suspended in a hush of dread.
"A.I. Chip, show me a way!" shouted the small yellow cat, his voice raw with desperation. He was no stranger to crisis, but this time, the situation felt irreversible, and his trembling body betrayed his mounting fear.
Yet the response that echoed in his mind was no different from before.
[Beep. The target’s damage is too severe. Not only is his heart destroyed, but the rest of his internal organs—including his brain, lungs, liver, kidneys, spinal cord, and stomach—have suffered lethal damage. Even with the Origin Force gained through the death of the Leviathan King, there is no path to salvation.]
The robotic intonation that usually rang with calm objectivity now felt like a hammer blow. Jormgundr’s outrage exploded in a cry of pure grief, "DAMMIT!"
Ouroborus, the white werewolf, shared his despair. He stood over Vlad’s remains, uncertain whether to rage or weep, yet only trembling sorrow showed on his lupine features.
All around them, the once-roaring battlefield had fallen unnaturally silent. Human soldiers, who moments before had risked life and limb in battle, stared in stunned recognition. The war seemed won at last: the Leviathan King was gone, and the Leviathan Race had collapsed under the psychic shock. But that victory demanded the ultimate toll from their leader. Not a single soldier dared approach the small yellow cat or the white werewolf; they instinctively knew that the weight of tragedy was far too immense to break with empty words.
Suddenly, a faint whisper resounded. It should have been impossible for a man with no functioning lungs or heart to speak, yet somehow Vlad forced out a final shred of voice.
"*It... is... fine..."