Humanity did not have a chance to understand what was going on, as all the screens in the world went black for a short time and then started showing the battlefield again.

Malaysia's AH141 highway that hosted the assassination and the small screen with the golden masked attack leaders were active again, but there was chaos on both screens.

There was also a difference in the broadcast. There was no longer a broadcast from the helicopter in the air, it was understood from the shooting point of view that the recording was taken by someone who was on the ground.

Changes on the battlefield could now be observed as the camera was moved continuously in an amateur manner.

Helicopters stolen from the army and used by the perpetrators had crashed on the ground and were burning in flames. They had been attacked.

Some of the motorcyclists had been killed and some had been taken as prisoners.

Only the motorcyclist in the yellow suit was still free and was going in the opposite direction... No, she was running away. The new group that had raided the scene was trying to shoot her.

The captured bikers were on their knees with their helmets off, hands on their necks, and barrels pointed at their heads. Some of them were Asian, some African, and some European. His hands were on their necks. They had surrendered. Some had the gamma symbol on their skin and each symbol was in a different location.

The monster was not on the scene, but its cry could be heard by everyone. The monster, which was flying away from the battlefield by flapping its ugly wings, was trying to be shot down wildly by those who had raided.

Something was happening on the small screen, too. The speakers, who were the brains of this massacre, were fighting with some people, and suddenly their shape began to change. They, too... were turning into something inhuman. While humanity was trying to understand what was happening by paying attention to that screen, the screen disappeared because the connection was lost.

The camera on the battlefield was focused on a new woman. She was sitting on her knees with Danesh's head lying on them, stroking his hair.

"WE TOOKOVER THE CONTROL, LUNA!" A man with a mechanical prosthesis arm shouted, holding a gun in his hand.

Continuing to stroke Danesh's hair, Luna didn't react at first, then handled his head and put it on the ground gently. She stood up, continued to stare at the ground, then looked up at the camera.

Billions of people were now watching this beautiful woman. Although she was tall, her long red hair reached her waist. Her eye pupils... She was not blind but they were white in color.

"THE SYNDICATE!... You attacked the kindest man in the world! You tried to humiliate him. Millions of lives have been saved thanks to his efforts to end violence all over the world...Many terrorist organizations left their weapons thanks to him...He was a peacemaker...But you killed him in public and tried to humiliate his pride...You are the worst!... I am Luna...I am the second man in his organization...I AM DECLARING A WAR ON YOU!" she shouted and nodded.

The people who were aiming at the remaining bikers started to pull the triggers... All were killed within five seconds...

Luna looked at the camera again..."THAWRA, ROIYARITI, REVERTERS, SONSUZLUK...The terrorist organizations who left the weapons thanks to him...You made a deal with him to end your wars. Your agreements are invalid now. Take your weapons again...Not to kill innocent...But to kill the villain...Lend your strength to us to erase this evilness all over the world! We will bring peace to the world together...We will fulfill his oath together..." She finished her words...

All screens in the world went black again.

And all screens returned to normal. There were movies...soccer...video clips...news...

All online devices were available again now...<The Last Shot> had self-destructed...

The whole world...

People around the world... They were all silent for a few seconds...

The whole world was silent for a few seconds...

The people were looking at each other meaninglessly...

Except for a few people... Some people started to delete documents that had been uploaded to their devices by Danesh. But some of them were trying to look into them.

There were some videos. The massacres. They have been perpetrated by the members of The Syndicate.

There were location lists... which were marked as safe zones. And which have been enlisted as Syndicate headquarters.

There were lists... of the people's names. Which were detected by Danesh as a member of this evil formation...

And there were many other documents too...

*** A house in Texas, United States ***

The old man in his 70s was hugging his children. His children were very precious to him because, after being unable to have children for many years, a miracle happened when his wife became pregnant at the age of 55. Both of the miracle children turned 14 now, were hugging their father out of fear. The old man was begging..."Please...Honey..."

It didn't work...

<BANG> <BANG> <BANG>

His wife pulled the trigger, killed her own husband and children..."Sorry my dears, but this is bigger than our love" The old woman, with no emotion on her face, took one last look at the corpses of her murdered husband and children. She went to her bedroom and peeled off her dress and looked in the mirror at the gamma scar near her vagina. Her family members were a threat to her because they knew of the existence of this scar, and she had therefore killed them… "I have to get rid of this somehow," she said. She started a fire in the house and left.

*** A hotel's kitchen in London ***

The young man was sitting on eight corpses in the kitchen and eating fruit. His colleagues didn't know about the gamma mark inside his mouth, but his name was featured on Danesh's lists. After he ate his fruit, he left the scene like the old woman.

*** Somewhere in Panama ***

Here it was just the opposite. A middle-aged man was lying on the ground covered in blood, surrounded by many armed people, and in front of him, an old man with a gun pointed at him continued his speech.

"I mean, I was right about that, Eustorgia... You were my best friend... We built this cartel together. You were the second man in my organization... I've always suspected you. I thought you were a spy for other cartels. What is this Syndicate bullshit!?... Anyway! I don't care. I want only one answer. After that, you can die at rest. Did you kill my children?"

The man was dying, but he grinned in a final effort. "They were not killed."

"WHAT!" The cartel leader got angrier.

"Yes. They have only been sacrificed for a sacred vow. You killed many people because of their deaths. You were very useful for us, you should be gla..."

The leader started to shoot. The holes in the man's body were more than a hundred now. He looked at the corpse one last time. "Find me all those Syndicate rats around!" he ordered to his underlings who were watching this event.

There were some other minor events around the world too...

However, officials who have infiltrated states and accessible resources also took precautions. Many users were not aware of this, but all online devices were under new attacks by these people. All the evidence that Danesh shared was being wiped from devices one by one by these emerging hackers.

Some people acted quickly, shutting down their internet connections and transferring the evidence to external drives. But they were few in number... They were very few...