Could anything be more despairing than this?
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Luo Ji bit through his lip without realizing it, letting the iron-tasting blood run down his throat as he glared into the depths of the battlefield, eyes nearly bursting with rage.
Frederick Taylor's white bone-and-crystal staff had needed only a single pause to effortlessly dispel the Trinity's saturation bombardment!
The laws of physics that upheld humanity's modern world, the fundamental principles on which science rested—before Chaos Sorcery, they were nothing more than a joke.
Despair, like a cold snake, coiled around his heart once more.
Even the command center of the Asia-Pacific Army Group had sunk into deep despair.
This was not a war they could understand.
Before pure, malevolent magic, even a will of steel seemed utterly powerless.
Could it be that the hope he had just glimpsed was only another cruel joke?
"Despairing?" A trace of mockery shone in Frederick Taylor's gaze. Of course he had been watching Luo Ji closely. Seeing him now, dispirited and pale, his pupils seemingly unfocused, Taylor couldn't help taunting him. "I was once just as despairing as you... especially after witnessing that dark future with my own eyes."
"A dark... future?"
Though they were far apart, Luo Ji could still hear Frederick Taylor's voice clearly.
"That's right. The dark, hopeless future of humanity under the rule of that so-called Emperor."
Frederick Taylor spoke slowly. "You believe in the Emperor? But do you know that beneath his cold throne, thousands of lives must be burned every day to sustain him? The Imperium you protect casts billions of humans into the abyss, using their flesh and blood as factory cogs and lubricant. In the Imperium's eyes, a life is worth less than