The bright room was filled with light, yet it could not illuminate the darkness in its corners.
It was noon, but there was not a trace of sunlight outside, only darkness so dense it defied imagination, shrouding the sky like a black hole.
Earthshaking cries rang out across every corner of the continent.
"Sir, the Shadow Beasts have breached the fortress and are fighting the army in Area One-Three!"
"Quick! Make sure all these precious ores are transported out! Quick! Faster! We have to evacuate immediately!"
A tall Lion Person was roaring something over the radio, a flicker of bewilderment passing across his face.
Tears kept streaming from his eyes.
Inside the Pyramids, hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Moses Civilization were transporting cartloads of ore.
Even more Moses People were fighting the Shadow Beasts. Most used light-based weapons and high-powered bombs. The earth trembled and roared, as though it might break apart at any moment.
"What's the situation?"
"It's fallen! Sir... everything has fallen! The Nether Domain is spreading too quickly. Our army can hold out for another hour at most before being wiped out!"
"We... must evacuate immediately! The infected must receive light treatment at once... or our Moses Civilization will perish!"
"How many are ultimately expected to survive?!"
The frost in the elderly leader's eyes was like snow and ice that had not melted for ten thousand years.
"Sixty thousand... these sixty thousand can perform a Space-Time Leap through the Backup Base... They are all the finest of our people. As long as they escape alive, there is still a chance to rise again."
"Only sixty thousand left..." The elderly leader could not stop his tears as he watched the darkness outside spread closer, little by little.
Meanwhile, his elite troops were being driven back again