They had endured seas of monsters, endured the pursuit of one powerful Number after another, and used every means available to break out of the Dark World—Calgary, where tens of thousands of Numbers had gathered.
They had survived desperate situations time and again, crossed despair time and again, yet whenever they thought hope had appeared,
the next wave of despair struck even fiercer, more violently, and more mercilessly!
Just a second ago, they had survived a colossal natural disaster that had swept across dozens of kilometers, but before they even had time to rejoice, five powerful B-ranks led by B-15 appeared before them.
With every weapon spent, every shield gone, and even their last scraps of magical energy exhausted, only one person remained standing. Faced with a force that all of them together might not have been able to defeat even at full strength,
it was as though all their previous struggles had been futile. The situation was so cruel it was almost laughable.
On the dark wilderness, Serica stared helplessly ahead. She kept struggling, only to be driven deeper and deeper into despair, until she almost wanted to ask whether this world, which kept revealing new ways to kill them, could possibly become any crueler.
Then she saw it.
The true despair descending from the sky.
A wingspan exceeding a thousand meters, a body larger than several aircraft carriers, engines, turbines, fuel furnaces, jet nozzles, exhaust systems, and more, and more, and more.
Countless mechanical components made up its entire right side, like a bizarre fighter jet over a thousand meters long.
Amid a monstrous sonic-boom gale that crossed hundreds of kilometers in an instant,
an enormous Black Shadow spread overwhelming despair from the dark sky above!!!
The system's explanatory text crashed into everyone's view along with the tremendous