They are the dark undertones of life, adversaries whose depths cannot be fully fathomed in conspiracy theories, and the shadowy monsters that ultimately end the lives of all the brave, the ugly, and the great.

It was precisely because of this underlying sense of despair that Eoubs achieved most of his victories.

But today, this myth has shattered itself.

For a long, long time.

Once a capable assistant in the face of natural disasters, and a top-notch logistics observer, he has closed his eyes.

Too many people have already died; we cannot let him get any closer. We must drive the "enemy" out.

Finally, she made up her mind.

So, gunshots rang out.

...

...

"She's a really nice woman. I wish I had agreed to let her be my student back then."

Fifteen minutes later, when the second group of control officers pushed open the door, Joseph said to them, "Unyielding, they continued the attack until the very end, even against an opponent with no chance of victory. They are unlike office clerks who can be trained."

"You too, for the future of America, each of you is a perfectly formed cornerstone."

He sighed, turned his head, and looked at the faces outside the door: "You are all heroes, only you were dragged down by those good-for-nothings who manipulate the powerful."

"But it's normal. There are many other expendable people like you in this world who are manipulated by people of higher status. We don't have to be like that at all."

In the silence, the team leader, B05, turned his head and looked at Misaka Mita's corpse.

And the special pistol that she gripped tightly with all five fingers.

Joseph chuckled and opened his palm toward them, and the crushed bullets fell out, rolling into the pool of blood.

This is the admirable, all-out resistance.

It's so...unbearable.

Despair had reached its extreme.

"Let us be the last group of victims, it doesn't matter who comes."

Joseph didn't even draw his sword this time. He stood up and looked at the operatives in front of him, who were enough to flatten an entire base. Their dark shadows were like a bottomless abyss in his eyes.

"I will make sure you die a worthy death."