Chapter 1568

Ha Li Er Er Potter.

"The Black Tower Lady is so handsome!"

Star woke up in the Black Tower Space Station, then experienced multiple simulations of the universe and assistance along the way, leading to this Wengfaluo Si journey. Hermione discovered she was increasingly appreciating and fond of this narcissistic and proud Black Tower Lady.

Hermione was cutting the shepherd's pie on her plate, her movements slow and leisurely, clearly her mind was not on dinner at all; her gaze, through the chandelier hanging from the ceiling of the hall, remained fixed unblinkingly on the Black Tower.

"The Black Tower Lady's beauty, talent, conscience, responsibility, courage... I admit each one is utterly fascinating." Ron poked at the roasted potatoes on his plate with his fork, "But if you're eating while distracted, be careful not to shove the shepherd's pie up your own nostrils."

"Don't think everyone's like you, Ron." Hermione let out a soft hum, then lowered her head to focus on her own dinner.

"But seriously, if it weren't for the Black Tower Lady and Screw Gum, I really wouldn't know how the Train Crew would have gotten this far."

Ha Li Er Er felt both a wave of sorrow and a small wave of relief; the current situation in Wengfaluo Si can be said to result from the convergence of great and small "miracles," each person indispensable, even the Black Swan, initially thought to offer "reverse advice," proving its unparalleled correctness.

"What surprised me most is Zandal—this guy actually agreed to help the Black Tower..." Ron lifted his pumpkin juice, took a sip, wiped his mouth, and said, "But speaking of which, Ha Li Er Er, do you think his other eight clones could really beat Bolka Kaka Mu?"

"Hmm." Hermione speared a piece of beef with her fork, waved it in front of Ron, "It's not that I underestimate Zandal, but I must respect Bolka's record. Besides Bolka, I think the other geniuses should still be able to hold their ground."

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Pirate King.

"The new tea set from Screw Star? Is this some kind of metaphor?" Suo Long asked, lowering his head, holding an oiled piece of leather in his hand, wiping the blade as he spoke, the metal gradually grinding to a bright sheen, "I feel these geniuses all have hidden meanings in their words."

"Hmm." Luobin slowly closed the book in her hand, "On Screw Star, everything is intelligent machinery; how could intelligent machinery drink tea? According to my understanding... the phrase 'Ah tea' actually means she will not help the Black Tower."

Based on heartfelt reasoning, Luobin feels no fondness for these geniuses—especially the Original Doctor. Even in this life-or-death crisis spanning the entire galaxy, she detected no trace of tension in his tone... as if the Iron Tomb destroying everything were merely a game to him, he cares not who wins or loses, only whether both sides fight until blood flows like rivers.

"The Iron Tomb is about to descend—how is the situation on Mary Joa?" Na Mei asked.

"Not well, the Celestial Dragons have already descended into complete chaos, the appearance of the Iron Tomb has utterly disrupted their arrangements." Luobin turned her head, gazing toward the direction of Holy Land Mary Geoise. Celestial Dragons are born with privilege, exalted above all, but in this world, there is only one thing that is fair to everyone...

Death.

Before the equal death brought by the Iron Tomb, no one can remain detached.

"It seems those Navy fellows can't control the situation either—panic has already spread from Mary Joa outward."

"To be precise, not just Mary Joa." Luobin reminded her, "It's everyone—the entire sea. No one can remain detached, including ourselves."

—

"The vast majority of 'Hero's Journeys' across the universe are merely dice they casually toss."

"Under the effect of the Anchor of Identification, Screw Gum and the Black Tower jointly raised their hands, and a blue and purple formation condensed and unfolded from their palms, slowly rotating in the void, bursting forth with brilliant radiance."

"But—"

"Let Him see clearly! Your answer has long been different, Wengfaluo Si."

"The Star Sea seemed to bloom with a sea of purple flowers; in this radiant light, the Star Sea Train dragged its long light trail, unstoppable, charging forward! And Xilian, she stood at the rear car, gently gazing at everything, lightly brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear."

"Of course. For this deeply loved world..."

"In the depths of the Star Sea, the light of the Erudition Venerate dimmed. That blinding red light faded, leaving only a deathly silence."

"We shall personally write down an unprecedented ending."

"..."

"Wengfaluo Si Interior."

"Star and the others arrived in a barren desert."

"Ruins and broken walls everywhere; it looks like this temple has been abandoned for a long time."

"San Yue Qi spread her hands: 'I never thought we'd one day ride the train of the Star Incarnation...'"

"Xilian also wore a distressed expression: 'I don't know what the true Star Sea Train ride feels like, but I hope it won't be so... bumpy.'"

"'At last... we've arrived.' Dan Heng scanned the surroundings, 'Endless wind and sand, plus shattered ruins.'"

"San Yue spread her palm, feeling the hot wind blowing from afar, through the fractured canopy of this sky, already able to faintly see the outer universe's stars through the cracks. 'What a terrifying heatwave—even 'Pioneering' cannot withstand it...'"

"Dan Heng: 'This prison, said to be forged from Bai E's wrath, is no exaggeration.'"

"Xilian looked up at the shattered sky, then down at Star: 'But anger always has its day of calm... we came precisely for this, right, Star?'"

"Star nodded: 'It's time to set out—don't let Bai E wait.'"

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Kamen Rider Build.

"Bai E? Where exactly is Bai E?"

Since Bai E challenged Nan Nu Ke and lost, Ryuga only remembers Zandal casually mentioning that he has now been swallowed by the Iron Tomb; although he can still restrict the Black Tide, he likely can no longer fight alongside everyone.

"Bai E's condition is probably not good." Sento said in a low voice, "Swallowed by the Iron Tomb, his consciousness may already be difficult to sustain; restricting the Black Tide is entirely out of the obsession of his broken body... or instinct."

Mei Kong sighed deeply: "If Bai E could fight Fen Feng to that extent, and if he were to come support us..."

"Rather than thinking about this, we should consider what power the Iron Tomb will unleash after absorbing Bai E's anger over three thousand myriad ages; the current Iron Tomb should be considered the strongest among the Jiemie Dajun."

"But Sento, what if we look at it from another angle—if the Iron Tomb is now the strongest of the Jiemie Dajun, then once we defeat it, does that mean the Train Crew will have a fighting chance when battling the other Dajun?" Ryuga suddenly said, a spark of inspiration striking him.

"That's the reasoning." Sento turned around, his expression unreadable between smile and helplessness, "But the last time we defeated Phantom Frost was because General Jing Yuan assisted; this time, Xilian helped; as for what you said about next time... we can't possibly expect an Envoy to help every time, can we?"