The Last Shred of Dignity

Dark clouds shrouded the sky over the capital.

Soon, a closed-door meeting of global leaders would be held here.

The atmosphere in the capital had gradually grown tense, matching the clouded weather. Every delegation attending wore a heavy expression, as if wrapped in a low-pressure system.

For more than a month, bad news had come one piece after another.

All the evidence suggested that Earth, along with the entire Solar System, had been locked inside a cage. Faced with an existence beyond imagination, every human measure and every struggle would ultimately be futile. The final outcome had already been decided.

The only thing humanity could do, perhaps, was fight to eke out a little more time.

Those attending this meeting included not just the traditional powers of humanity. With the exception of a few regions controlled by savage gods, every country still inhabited by humans had been invited, even India-West Nation.

Beijing International Airport.

Samit stepped down from his private plane. Seeing the person who had come to greet him, he smiled with inscrutable meaning and held out his hand. "Ye Zong, I didn't expect you to be the one greeting me."

He had come alone, without even an assistant by his side.

"A god's avatar came in person. No one would dare feel at ease," Ye Zong said with a smile. They shook hands.

The circle of legends was small. Before the mutations, there had only been a dozen or twenty of them. Even if they had never met, they knew the famous figures in their circle, and most had even spoken privately.

After all, humanity's martial arts had never been built behind closed doors. They had grown from the combined intellect of the entire world.

"Does Great Xia Nation have things to worry about now, too?" Samit asked