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Lygus, the administrator of Onpharos, has shed his outward disguise.
A dangerous red glint flashed in his eyes.
After the Trail Blazers offered up that world-shaking spark...
He will personally participate.
Opposing Laigus, who has shed his disguise, are the Pioneers and Heather.
Krystal's piece is played.
Heather, being the sharpest sword, will cut down everything for her.
After a thousand years of waiting, the final moment has finally arrived.
Blood-eyed March raised her umbrella.
Just like our first meeting.
The assurances of these two geniuses ensured that everything was foolproof.
“If that’s a bad future,” Xingdu began seriously, “we will definitely change it!”
“The passengers will definitely be alright, Pam!” Pam raised his little hand.
"Mm." Dan Heng nodded.
Himeko and Welt watched them with smiles from behind.
No matter what the future holds, the Star Train family will never be separated!
P.S.: This PV is a bit difficult to write. I don't think simply describing the scenes is enough; it would look awful.
Chapter 9 The Birth of the Iron Tomb
Countless descendants of the Golden Race followed one after another.
They seized the power of the gods from the Titans.
Eleven sparks gathered together, yet time and the earth remained unseen.
But will that extra one bring a true tomorrow to Onphalus?
A page of a book flies by.
The pink-haired girl was already waiting there.
The time she was in was always exceptionally gentle.
In the Sea of Quanta, Kevin silently watched the girl flash across the screen.
He frowned, which was unusual for him, but then immediately relaxed his brow.
Pierce my neck with your sword.
She didn't give any orders, but her hands, gripping the blade tightly, wouldn't loosen.
In the deep sea, Hazel slowly closed her eyes.
Using swords as violins.
Perhaps one day she will be able to compose the sound of the sea.
The deep blue ice crystals reflected the sleeping girl.
When blood red stains the mirror surface.
Will that innocent girl still exist?
The sun and moon have revolved for thousands of years.
Even if weeds climb onto the weapon, he must wait.
Only the immortal dragonborn can withstand the erosion of time and await the true dawn.
The pink-haired girl gently stroked his face.
Come on, Trail Blazers!
Let us hold hands tightly.
Hopeful stars fly across the sea of stars.
The fragments of Onphalus's hope are now firmly in your hands.
Kevin's gaze remained cold, but compared to before, there was a hint of relief in his eyes.
"you……"
Looking at Xing and March 7th surrounding him, Dan Heng sighed helplessly:
"Don't worry, even if that day really comes..."
"That day will never come!"
[A poignant farewell under the setting sun.]
The place where the train crashed was destined to end.
The Demigods' Council at Dawn Cloud Cliff.
The desolate ruins of Suspended Edge City, embroiled in conflict.
Stikosia, the ancient city of dragon remains.
The trailblazers and Xilian's footprints are all over Onfaros, a legend unlike any other.
Along this journey, countless heroes were willing to lend a helping hand.
The Star Train, ever onward, never stops moving forward.
Hidden in the shadows, the Star Core Hunter silently supports everything.
A Sunday of departure: exploring the eternal black swan.
The Golden Descendants, who have carried the flame time and time again through countless cycles of reincarnation.
The opening of the door brings hope.
The golden silk threads will forever wrap around people.
In the flower-filled underworld, death bestows upon people a final act of tenderness.
The seeds of doubt have been sown; all that remains is for people to continue on this path.
The sky shelters everything, offering boundless warmth.
The speed of the trick was enough to deceive time and bring hope to everyone.
The blades of conflict will cut through any obstacles that hinder your progress.
On the eve of the end, only one person will part ways with everyone else, remaining alone in the destroyed yesterday.
In that initial and final time.
Trailblazers, March 7th, Danheng, Xilian, Haesein, Krydella, Black Tower and two geniuses, Sluggum.
They reached the end of the world.
To confront the impending annihilation of the Great Sovereign—
"Who would see you whispering this?"
Silver Wolf mercilessly mocked Firefly, who hesitated for a long time before finally typing "Go for it!"
All people's hopes and strength are entrusted to you.
Go forth, Pioneers, and bring tomorrow to Onphalos.
As everyone's power began to converge, the Iron Curtain of Annihilation was born.
Pioneers need to move forward.
Caesar and her blade will fight for him.
Even if its appearance changes, the bond with the train will not diminish.
Golden dragons soar, umbrellas and guns dance together, paving the way for the pioneers.
Go forth, pioneers.
Hold my hand tightly, hold on to everything in Onphalus.
The destruction of the Fearless Iron Tomb.
Beautiful people, open your arms and embrace everything in the world.
With my blessing, let us raise our fists against destruction!
Whether that figure, adorned in gold and purple, looks familiar to you or not.
Now, all the Trail Blazers need to do is throw that punch.
When their fists collide.
Embers vanished, consuming everything.
If he hadn't known this person's character, he would have actually advised him not to act impulsively, after all, that was the Great Ruler of Annihilation.
But since the void holds all things, it's best to just listen to what such people say.
After all, it was an anthropomorphic creation that had been imbued with Otto's influence for five hundred years.
As soon as Hanabi saw Grand Duke Hades speak, she immediately switched to taunting mode. There aren't many people who can bring her amusement with just words.
If you don't quickly mock them, what if they suddenly die someday?
Chapter 10 A Collection of Fables about the Stars
"The birth of the Iron Tomb was inevitable."
The flat, monotone voice of the Creation Vortex resounded from the heart of the universe.
"The gaze of destruction has already been cast, waiting only for special individuals to enter it."
"And the calculation of knowledge will come to an end."
His voice echoed for a long time in the heart of the cosmic vortex.
Until another voice rang out.
"Although it may be somewhat formalistic, the birth of a great extinction king is worth celebrating."
Separated by countless worlds, the Great Lord of Extinction—Quiet—sent his congratulations to Onphalus.
"It's worth looking forward to."
In another world shrouded in desolation, Fenfeng gently placed his hand on his longsword. His gaze pierced through the Milky Way, and he saw the god whose blood flowed with golden blood.
In the end, whom will He glance at?
Time's up.
[Next up: A Thousand Stars Journey PV: A Collection of Fables About the Stars, Part 1]
"It's never been turned off."
As expected, the silver wolf's projection reappeared, smiling as it spoke.
"Damn it, a cheater like you will get punished one day!"
Xing clenched his fist and cursed Silver Wolf fiercely.
"I hope so."
Silver Wolf still appeared completely unconcerned.
[A Thousand Stars Travel PV: A Collection of Fables About the Stars - Part 1]
【Start playing】
"Let's make a trade."
"The exchange of memories."