Chapter 1593: Wengfaluo Si 3.7 (607)

"The 'Fourth Moment' of the Galaxy—is for the coronation of 'Tumu'!"

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fate/zero。

Archer stood on the towering steel bridge, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the anomaly descending from the sky.

Even the legendary King of Heroes had never seen such a strange sky—the scene in the Sky Curtain was profoundly bizarre: from two minutes ago, one yellow and one purple sphere had been continuously rotating in a spiral pattern, alternating and rising without cease.

And almost simultaneously, the Sky Curtain began to emit an unsettling scorching sensation. Even though he now appeared in the form of a spirit body, he seemed almost able to feel a wave of heat...

That was anger.

Archer knew, that was Tumu's anger—the fury of Bai E's Thirty Million Ages swallowed and merged, the wrath that would set all stars ablaze.

The clouds in the heavens had completely vanished; even Gilgamesh had never seen such a clear sky... it resembled the heavens after being scorched clean by fierce fire.

"King of Conquest, some 'thing' is coming."

He did not turn his head, merely speaking toward those behind him. Likewise, Rider, who was also observing this battle, had his divine ox chariot halted midair, head raised, gazing into the distance at that most ominous heavenly portent.

Limited by their perspective, they could not see its full form, but as the air temperature kept rising, out of the instinct of heroic spirits, they could sense that some kind of "catastrophic" thing was about to descend.

"Oh...? Those two spheres have stopped." The King of Conquest couldn't help but narrow his eyes, "But... what exactly is that?"

"It is a spear."

The King of Heroes spoke in a deep voice; at this moment, the last trace of his remaining composure also vanished.

The perspective of the Sky Curtain was from above, looking down; they could only vaguely glimpse that enormous spear shaft... Gilgamesh had never seen such a colossal lance, an existence surpassing all mythology and imagination. Those two light orbs, continuously rotating, were in fact constructing the tip of that spear, while the spear shaft—

——Two black hands, gripping it.

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Assassin Wu Liuqi.

"Flap—"

Azure Phoenix opened her eyes, instinctively gazing toward the window.

Countless sparrows and hawks erupted from the mountains and forests in unison, densely packed, likely numbering in the tens of thousands. They gathered into a black torrent, flapping their wings desperately as they flew southward.

Even the insects on the ground began to crawl out of their caves, accompanied by the gradually rising scorching heat; Azure Phoenix felt a faint unease rise in her heart. She stood up and pushed open the window—

"This, this... what on earth is this...?"

Though the sky had not yet lightened, the outside sky was a sheet of blood red.

All the red light originated from the long spear held in Tumu's hand within the Sky Curtain... but could such a thing truly be called a "spear"?

Azure Phoenix lifted her head.

At this very moment, countless citizens of Xuanwu State lifted their heads together, they could only despairingly, eyes wide open, watch as that long spear slowly descended—

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"Countless fragments of stone drift through the universe, the wreckage of meteorites and shattered pieces of ships rotating silently in the vacuum."

"The three members of the Train, together with Xilian, float in the universe, their bodies surrounded by a red beam of light. Their bodies begin to flicker uncontrollably, like a holographic projection with poor signal—sometimes clear, sometimes blurred."

"Xing strains to lift her head, through that suffocating red light curtain, only to see Tumu's colossal form, large enough to obscure the stars, slowly raising a crimson spear."

"Red energy begins to coil downward from the spear's position, one loop, two loops... like a world-ending giant serpent awakening."

"Then——"

""Boom——!!!"""

""A pulse sweeping the Huazuo, instantly tearing open!"""

""Wherever it passed, all ships exploded, reduced to powder, and when this shockwave reached the Black Tower Space Station, alarms blared violently; Black Tower gripped the key in her hand tightly, barely holding on."""

""But this is far from over."""

""The Anti-Creation Claim spread its arms, a surge of energy bursting from its hands, and behind it, Tumu... gripped the spear tightly, bearing the might to destroy heaven and earth, fiercely stabbing into Wengfaluo Si!"""

""Boom——!!!"""

""The second pulse, centered on Wengfaluo Si, erupted with a thunderous roar!"""

""And this time, it was a silent annihilation."""

""Ah——"""

""Due to being at the explosion's center, San Yue Qi and Dan Heng's cries had not yet faded before their forms turned to data and vanished in an instant. Meanwhile, Xilian upheld a light in her hand, desperately shielding the star behind her."""

""The violent pulse spread throughout the entire universe. Planet after planet dimmed before it, and after it passed, starfields fell into dead silence. The Star Sea surged with extinction, star systems rotated as they collapsed. The entire universe resembled a crumpled canvas, all its colors fading away..."""

""Light, disappeared."""

""A long string of numbers began to flash rapidly, decreasing, until——"""

""Zero."""

""""The conclusion admits no doubt." Zandal from the passage, "On the right side, 'Erudition' returns to silence. After thirteen heartbeats, It will restart the calculation of the Huazuo..."""

""""Tick-tock" like a heartbeat, and after thirteen such sounds, the blue light flickering on Erudition Venerate turned blood-red."""

""""Taking 'Destruction'... as the sole solution.""""

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Dragon Clan.

In the telescope of the Tokyo Astronomical Observatory, the last star is dying.

Caesar stood on the railing of the observatory, his lake-blue eyes reflecting a sheet of blood-red sky. Wind surged from all directions, carrying the scent of panicked crowds and the tireless wails of lament. He simply shut down the Weasel Sickle; he did not wish his hearing, in the final minutes of his life, to capture people's screams.

"Sirius has gone out." Caesar said to Chu Zihang behind him, "Now it should be Mizar's turn."

Mizar, the left shoulder of Orion, that red supergiant, one of the brightest stars visible to the naked eye. At this moment, it was dimming at a speed violating physics, like a cigarette butt pinched out, its red light fading inch by inch.

"How long until the pulse reaches Earth?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Norma's calculation is 2 minutes and 19 seconds." Caesar turned from the railing, he now held an extra champagne flute in his hand. The observatory was already empty of anyone; all staff had fled when the alarms sounded, so Caesar could openly bring champagne to the rooftop, without worrying about anyone's sideways glances.

"Dom Pérignon's champagne." Chu Zihang recognized the label on the bottle.

"Well, the person who originally had the chance to enjoy this bottle of Champagne with me was my fiancée." Caesar poured a glass for Chu Zihang, "I was planning to save it for my wedding with Nono, but now it seems... there's no chance."