I Am Extraordinary Alone

Fujiwara Makoto conjured an invisible camouflage for herself. Although she wasn't sure if the descendants' eyes could detect heat sources, it was better than going out swaggering.

She left the abandoned supermarket where she was hiding. The street outside was silent, covered in fallen leaves due to years of neglect. The flowerbeds and green belts alongside were untended, weeds had crept onto the road surface, with soil burying half of it.

Indeed, there were many messy footprints on the ground, quite fresh. They weren't trying to hide, nor cared about being discovered. Perhaps they considered themselves the hunters, merely watching their prey from a vantage point.

Fujiwara Makoto used her Magic Power to cling to the side of the building, climbing up like a gecko. The sun had not long risen, casting its light over this abandoned metropolis, but the scars from the great battle were still fresh. Many people were captured or killed on this street, their bodies burnt. Tanks and transports were parked at the roadside.

She reached the edge of the rooftop. Her invisibility cloak made her form a distortion of light. Her gaze first swept over the city power station behind the supermarket, the reason they came here, then looked over the broader surroundings.

Looking closely, she saw the city's skyline, at the ends of the streets and atop buildings, had swarms of black dots. More dots were moving toward the supermarket, very quietly, not even disturbing them after reaching the entrance, like scientists observing ants in a terrarium.

This large Descendant Army, far more numerous than Fujiwara Makoto estimated, could easily kill a small team. Clearly, they were surrounded by an entire legion.

Fujiwara Makoto changed her mind; regardless of how much Lin Yan valued this world-restarting opportunity, they had to leave.

On the human United Army's side, over the past year, Feng Nuoyi had operated on the few remaining Demon Marine Corps. They lay quietly in isolation tanks, naked, submerged in nutrient fluid.

Their muscular tissue, influenced by Black Medicine, started turning black, similar to Divine Power Tianyang. It began with the limb skin, then the torso and organs, but after surgery, they all fell into a coma, not waking up.

The bodily changes continued, but some Demon Marines had lost their vital signs, with no pulse or heartbeat.

Feng Nuoyi didn't know if they would wake, but they were his last card. The base was now gambling on a single throw. Remaining ordinary soldiers also volunteered for surgery, to inject Black Medicine.

He intended to wait for a Demon Marine to awaken before transferring the surgery to ordinary soldiers, yet a hunch made him paranoid, feeling time was short but unclear why.

Additionally, he felt it wasn't safe keeping all those who underwent surgery at this base. They were humanity's last hope. If discovered by a Descendant Army and killed in their tanks before awakening, it'd be a great pity...

Thus, while operating on soldiers with the team, Feng Nuoyi continuously pondered adding an extra layer of insurance to this final gamble.

After Wang Mingxue's surgery by Li Suyuan, she also underwent surgery. Her situation wasn't as good as others. On the operating table, she twice fell unconscious from pain. Her thigh muscle couldn't withstand the power of Black Medicine, bursting with a four-inch-long gash. The blackened organ, polluted by Divine Power Tianyang's Black Medicine, rotted, with fluid filling her abdominal cavity, swelling her belly significantly.

To save her body, Feng Nuoyi had to open her abdomen to drain and sew up the thigh wound. Her body, now soaking in nutrient fluid, began turning black, but the crooked stitches gave her a somewhat broken appearance. Wang Mingxue's forehead hadn't grown black horns, but her chin's skin started becoming transparent. Feng Nuoyi couldn't understand these changes. Maybe it was typical for female Demon Marines?

Over the following half year, he gradually completed surgeries, with all remaining soldiers immersed in tanks of nutrient fluid, quietly soaking in a state without vital signs.

Having done these things, Feng Nuoyi felt his mission was complete. He and the remaining hundred technicians and scientists gathered in the hall.

In the past, this hall bustled with soldiers, where Li Suyuan would sternly discuss with Wang Ye, and Wang Mingxue tried comforting others despite her own low spirits. The hall always echoed with talks of the past, reminiscing about previous lives. Now, humanity's last batch of warriors forfeited life for the final gamble, leaving the hall silent.

Feng Nuoyi looked at the remaining researchers, saying: "This belongs to them. We should leave now."

"Where to?" someone asked.

"Far away from them, as far as possible," Feng Nuoyi replied.

Everyone was silent for a while, understanding Feng Nuoyi's meaning. It was about granting these warriors time to awaken.

No one objected, so it was decided.

The next day, Feng Nuoyi and all researchers destroyed all experiment data and computers, shut down the underground generator, and placed all the C4 explosives at the cave entrance of the base.

With one command, all C4 exploded, sealing the cave entrance, permanently entombing the underground base.

If any woke up, these soil and rocks couldn't trap them. If they never awoke, this was their tomb.

Feng Nuoyi and everyone stood before the collapsed cave, saluting the ruins.

This group of a thousand men and women fought against the Pseudo-God till the end. Humanity's demise was destined, yet they sacrificed themselves in a seemingly hopeless experiment.

Even if they awoke, there would be no one left to save.

"Only you are left," Feng Nuoyi murmured.

"Professor..." A researcher beside him advised.

Feng Nuoyi recited softly, as if a eulogy or final message:

"We created you like we created Him,

With the power of ten thousand Heavenly Falling Objects nourishing inside you,

You are the definers and breakers of human limits.

You will stand against evil and fear.

May your wrath never extinguish,

May your sword blood never dry,

May we never need you again.

Facing all evil that Hell can summon,

And all sins humanity can commit,

What we can send against them...

Is only you.

You have the power to fight the Pseudo-God,

You are humanity's only possibility,

You are demons with human souls,

You are the new artificial species...

Human Shura...

Disembowel, until the mission is achieved...

Revenge for humanity! Revenge for us!!"