The Shepherd climbed up from the ground, sensing all sorts of changes.
His body was weakening—or rather, the consciousness of everyone was weakening.
His current body had been condensed from the gathered consciousness of all people.
"So this was the opportunity Naimus had given us?"
"First, he ensured the world's destruction and guaranteed the completion of his strategy. Only then did he give the losers a chance to save themselves." At this moment, the Shepherd truly understood Naimus's methods.
It was an all-encompassing, top-down crushing force.
In such circumstances, all one could do was give everything they had and seize that tiny bit of appreciation the other party held for them.
"Has the situation already become this dire?" Once the Shepherd regained clarity, he understood the severity of the situation.
With the world's destruction now inevitable, the consciousness of most people in this world had already sunk away.
These people had no way to save themselves now. They could only become a source of strength for the Shepherd, this "Human Path savior."
As for the more courageous ones, though the emptiness in their hearts had temporarily stopped spreading, they had largely lost their sense of self as well. They could only wander aimlessly through this shattered world.
Mokania, the creator god of this world, had already abandoned them.
More accurately, after Mokania had ruined everything, he could no longer suppress the people he had created. So he simply gave up, and in the end, obeyed orders and abandoned this world.
At this point, no one would come to save them.
No one had cared about them for a long time already.
They were merely "wild monsters" on the chessboard of both sides' battlefield.
Under such circumstances, they could not rely on anyone else. They could only save themselves.
If they