The End of the World: Savior? I Am the Final BOSS

When the embers of civilization flickered on the bloody horizon, Shen Youning opened his eyes from the throne of corpses. He is in charge of the authority of the boundary monument that connects all realms. The trajectory of the Autumn Mark Sword has become the only beacon in despair. The roar of the Thunder God's Art is the last law in the apocalypse. The survivors regarded him as the "hand-to-hand savior" and sang his name among the broken cities. Until the "splitting silk" lightning that tore the sky burst out from his palm, until the natal weapon entwined with the memory of the past life deep in the boundary monument resonated with him—— Shen Youning finally understood that the catastrophe sweeping the world was actually the prologue written by him. The redemption and sacrifice of the past are just grand sacrifices dedicated to the end. When the tide of memory swallowed up the last trace of humanity, he stepped onto the throne over the remains of civilization, and thunder forged a new royal power at his feet. All redemption and sacrifice are just sacrifices for the grand harvest at the end. "The so-called hope," He looked down at the ants struggling in the ruins, with eternal frost in his eyes. "Nothing but the most elegant disguise of destruction."