Chapter 944: Section 619: Transmission_3
The dog tags around his neck had already been taken away, and it was unclear whether it was by his successors or his comrades.
But regardless, may your lord have mercy on you, and may the latter be able to leave this chaotic wasteland.
Uttering a maxim that had long since received no response, she pushed open the door, gun pointed forward, and glanced behind her. Seemingly infected by something, she smiled slightly, then raised her thermal neck ring from her neck.
This is Oslo, before the Great Destruction Era, it was the best industrial base in the European region, with a large population, numerous factories, and countless drones and aerial ships within the atmosphere that the city never lacked as postcard references.
But since the beginning of the Great Destruction Era, this place had become unsuitable for humans. Spirits, ghosts, different kinds, and Chaos ruled here.
About eighteen hundred years ago, during the last Tide of the Dead, different kinds and Chaos were banished back to their world. This cold city was left only with spirits and ghosts, especially ghosts, relics from the old times, even the Great Destruction Era, still wailing in this city.
The purple light under the gun barrel was not working; the Tech Hunter carefully walked in the corridor, surrounded by ghosts—these poor souls, bound in place, devoid of past consciousness, only left with their last memories, praying, weeping, holding their children awaiting death’s arrival.
They couldn’t understand that death had already arrived, just as they couldn’t see the decayed corpses under each other’s feet.
Please, save me.