Chapter 1597

Pirate King.

"This, this is impossible..."

Mazes Saint watched helplessly as his world gradually collapsed. He could not understand... could not possibly understand that in his lifetime he would actually witness the end of the world.

"Imu-sama... how could Imu-sama allow such a thing to happen?"

"Mazes Saint." A low voice came from beside him, Nasujuro Saint floated to his left, though he still maintained the posture of supporting Guiche, his waist sword was already gone. At this point, his gaunt face showed no expression. "Imu-sama is already gone."

"..."

Silence.

The Five Elders floated in mid-air, looking at each other, their faces filled with unprecedented bewilderment.

For eight hundred years, they had stood together, before the Void Throne, in the shadow of Imu-sama, at the pinnacle of world power. But now they were no longer the "Five Elders." Instead, they were five semi-transparent... ghosts?

The irony was, even they themselves could not figure out what exactly their current state amounted to.

However, in space, a large number of Celestial Dragons still floated about, now rushing from all directions, desperately calling for help.

"Grinzling Saint—!"

"You're here! You came to save us, didn't you? You must have a way, didn't you?" The leading Celestial Dragon noble, seeing other Five Elders still present, seemed to see a savior, overjoyed, "We are the descendants of the Creator, we should certainly be able to return to Holy Land Mary Geoise... right?"

"Worcester Saint! Say something! You are the Divine Martial God of Law of the World Government—you must have a way, didn't you?" A plump Celestial Dragon, in despair, desperately tried to grab Worcester Saint's clothes, as if the old man before him was his only lifeline, but his fingers easily passed through the man's clothing, grasping nothing.

"We are Celestial Dragons! Hurry and order those Navy, order them to come save us—"

"Enough, it's already over." Worcester Saint lowered his gaze to the hand that had passed through his clothing, and to the hand behind it... thousands upon thousands of panicked and desperate faces.

"All... already over."

—

Azure Archive.

"Is this, is this place hell?!"

"Of course, Xiao Ai has always wanted to be an outlaw, hasn't she? The result for an outlaw after death is naturally——"

"Eh eh eh? Why have I never heard of such a saying before?"

Jia Yue Zi's head poked out from behind a meteorite, after confirming that the nearby floating figures were all students of Kivotos, she said helplessly to the white-haired girl behind her: "Alright, Sleepy Moon, don't scare our boss at this time, this place is not hell at all, but the universe."

"The universe?" Ai Lu still found it hard to believe.

"If it were hell, there shouldn't be such a thing." Jia Yue Zi pointed to the distant dark sky curtain still glowing, now this is probably the only light source in the pitch-black universe.

"All the stars we know—including the sun and moon—have all been destroyed by that blow from Tumu, our Kivotos underfoot naturally could not escape either."

"Did we die? Did we die this easily?! Then what are we now... ghosts?"

"Strictly speaking, no." Jia Yue Zi looked down at her soft body, "I just paid attention to the content in the sky curtain, we seem to be the 'Sufferer's Consciousness' affected by the Tumu impact, appearing in the form of 'memory,' not ghosts."

"'Memory'... so being affected by the memory pathway in the sky curtain feels like this."

Sleepy Moon pulled a piece of tissue from her arm like clay, light and airy, actually felt no pain at all, and the pulled part quickly returned to her body.

"Eh... amazing."

"But compared to this, the main point is how to win the battle of Tumu in the sky curtain?" Thinking this, Jia Yue Zi couldn't help but sigh deeply, "Although the Black Tower Lady said the decisive battle is still not over, but I feel no matter how I look at it, the battle has already been lost. Razhuo has already been destroyed, even if we finally defeat Tumu, it would be completely meaningless, wouldn't it?"

—

""Xilian...""

"The girl's figure dissipated before Xing's eyes."

""What are you still waiting for, Star Passenger?" Inside Fate's Narrow Gap, a voice suddenly came from behind Xing, it was Pam's voice, "I was afraid you'd get lost, so I rushed over to take a look at Pam.""

""Train Chief? Isn't time supposed to be still..." Xing looked surprised at Pam."

""I am the Train Chief. Isn't that strange?" Pam said reassuringly, "Finally, you've also stepped onto this path Pam. Long ago, He was just like you, standing at the starting point of the road, hesitating. So I came over, just to give you a word—"""

""Run." Pam said word by word, "Don't worry about anything, just run. Even if the entire Galaxy has stopped its steps, everyone has been tripped by darkness... you must keep running, imagine yourself as a train, moving forward.""""

""Because, this is the meaning of 'Pioneering.'"""

""Starry nodded without looking back: "I will catch up with Xilian, rewrite the ending.""""

""Then get ready, the Train Chief will give you the departure command." Pam shouted loudly at Xing's back."

""Attention, attention! All passengers in the Galaxy, please stand firm on the platform! Xingzhou Train, about to arrive. Stopping at: 'Knowledge', 'Destruction', 'Memory'——Final stop: 'Pioneering'!""

""Five, four, three, two, one...""

""Toward tomorrow, set off!""

—

Cheng Long's Adventure.

"Xing! Run fast! I, I feel we should still be able to rescue a bit..."

Xiao Yu and Cheng Long lay on a floating meteorite, although the current situation could be said to be quite dire, but since Xilian and the Black Tower Lady said there was still a chance, the universe still had a future, then it meant they should still be savable... right?

"Wait a minute, Long Shu, with our current appearance, aren't we a bit like the Golden Bloodline Members? After all, the Golden Bloodline Members also became memories in 'As I Wrote It,' while we just didn't enter the book."

Cheng Long shook his head and said: "Hard to judge. Our current state should also be affected by Xilian's power, so we haven't completely dissipated yet. If Xilian fails, then we might very well follow along—"

"Stop stop stop! Long Shu, let's not say such unlucky things for now, at this time we can only believe in Xing and Xilian." Xiao Yu's two eyebrows drooped, "Who knows Tumu's residence is actually this strong? Truly don't know how that old big shot Fleming from the Company would react if he knew, after living so many years, holding countless riches in his hands, he ended up dying at Tumu's hands."