Chapter 441
Author: Ugo Lee
last update2026-06-29 18:13:12

“This is what the Pilgrim wanted,” Everett thought. His heart broke. “The Pilgrim didn't need to delete the world. He just took away the rules. He gave them a prize worth killing for. Humanity is going to eat itself alive.”

"Everett!" Lyra yelled, running down the hill. She reached his side. She looked at the bloody scavengers shooting each other. She covered her mouth in horror. "They are killing their own friends."

"Greed," Everett said softly. His voice was completely empty. "It is the oldes
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