When the captain walked out of the temple with an empty iron box, the star system of the Holy Domain civilization had turned into a silent star system.
All forms of life, including microorganisms, were dead. The members of the Holy Domain civilization were lying on the ground with terrified expressions. There were no wounds on their bodies. They had died silently.
The captain's legs and stomach were trembling. His heart was also trembling as he hugged the iron box tightly.
This was hell. It was the quietest hell. Death was everywhere. Any living creature who stepped foot in this place would die quietly unless they became a Mythical creature or had a powerful Divine Artifact.
The captain, who was holding the iron box, slowly walked onto a spacecraft. The spacecraft was intact and could be piloted, but everyone in the spacecraft had been dead for a long time.
