Chapter 289

The location where the Astral Express crew is currently staying.

March 7th looked at the group of people going wild in the live stream chat, and for a moment, she couldn't help but sigh at the diversity of species in the galaxy.

"These guys, do they really want to go extinct in real life?"

Welt Yang adjusted his glasses; being well-traveled and experienced, he was evidently very calm.

"Ahem, in my homeland, when some people express their love for characters, idols, or celebrities they like, they also exhibit similar words and actions. It's actually not that uncommon."

March 7th and Following Dan Heng were both shocked. As for Stelle, she was still just a child.

【In the PV footage, when Acheron is fighting the illusions of Kafka, Blade, and Silver Wolf, the scene flashes back to her applying lipstick in a mirror. Those vibrant, dripping red lips, shimmering with specks of light, are breathtakingly beautiful.】

【"The River Lethe has no waves; the ferryman wanders."】

【Facing the bullets raining down, Acheron wanders left and right, strolling leisurely, dodging them all.】

【Immediately after, she flies forward, long blade still in its scabbard, and slashes down, forcing Silver Wolf to retreat.】

【Just as Acheron appears to be stuck in a lower-back stiffness from this strike, Blade, Kafka, and Silver Wolf raise their weapons and slash rapidly toward her.】

【At the moment of crisis, the scene returns to Acheron, who has finished her grooming; she gently closes the vanity box.】

【With a crisp closing sound, lightning bursts forth in the middle of the battlefield, kicking up rolling dust and smoke, causing the siege by Blade, Kafka, and Silver Wolf to end in failure.】

Live stream chat.

"Holy crap, too cool."

"Miss Acheron is so dashing."

"My legs are trembling; this is truly too cool."

"To the person above, please don't use props on yourself while watching the video."

"Who's driving? Come out voluntarily; five minutes in the firing squad."

"Kick the driver out; no lewdness allowed."

"I'm just being lewd, just being lewd."

"The internet is not a lawless place. I ask everyone to be cautious in their words and actions to avoid social death in reality."

"You guys, do you not have any real people you know in reality?"

【In the footage, electric light flashes in Acheron's eyes. One hand grips the hilt of the sheathed long blade, the other grips the scabbard.】

【"I mourn for the departed..."】

【"Flow... the blade light of the past."】

【The long blade is drawn in an instant too fast to react to, then slowly sheathed.】

【The purple blade lights that burst forth, crisscrossing like thunder and lightning, weave into a complex purple web, leaving marks in the void.】

【The illusions of Kafka, Silver Wolf, and Blade, manifested by magic, all collapse under this single strike.】

【The scene shifts abruptly. Under a dark red sky, birds with black shadows cover the heavens. Amidst music that has become intense and piercing, Acheron seems to hear her own voice—】

【"Let these lost memories be..."】

【"Dyed in your color."】

【After a flash of complex light and shadow, Acheron slowly opens her eyes.】

【Around her, the surroundings seem to be the same street as before, and the rain continues to fall incessantly.】

【At this moment, a vehicle unique to the Penacony dreamscape passes by in front of Acheron with its headlights on.】

【The moment the car passes, Acheron suddenly realizes that her reflection in the car mirror is not her usual image, but her white-haired state with her blade drawn.】

【Acheron's gaze follows the car's movement to the giant screen directly ahead.】

【On that giant screen is none other than her former self.】

【Acheron's former self seems to be looking at the current Acheron, and echoes resonate in her ears: "Find me..."】

【"The final you, and the initial me."】

【Facing the words spoken by her former self on the screen, as the heart-piercing BGM begins to play, combined with everything she has seen before, Acheron understands her current situation.】

【Her footsteps land on the rain-soaked ground. She holds her sheathed long blade horizontally across her chest. The original purple lightning transforms into blood-red thunder as the blade is slowly drawn, and petals of the spider lily flutter incessantly as the blade leaves the scabbard.】

【"All the past... has already returned to nothingness."】

【In an instant, her purple hair is dyed with white frost; hair like snow, tears like blood.】

【Reflected by the blood-colored blade, Acheron's eyes turn blood-red, and a tear trace carves a bright vermilion line on her exquisite cheek.】

【"Just like tears..."】

【"They will eventually disappear in the rain."】

【She spins and swings her blade. The powerful force of this strike transforms into striking colors of black, white, and red intertwined.】

【The black hole of Nihility seems to flash and vanish under this strike as well.】

【Above the void before her, a blood-red blade mark remains in the air. As Acheron stands with her blade sheathed, the surrounding space looks like a shattered mirror, and the entire world fragments into countless glass shards.】

Live stream chat.

"Holy crap, this visual performance is too cool."

"I wonder if Miss Acheron will also swing this blade in the Penacony storyline later?"

"Good guy, you really have a grudge against Penacony, don't you."

"The power of Nihility must have an excellent special-attack effect against the Penacony dreamscape made of Memetic Substance."

"Actually, Nihility is quite terrifying for everything. Don't forget how Miss Acheron's homeland was destroyed."

The Luo Fu Xianzhou.

The Seat of Divine Foresight.

Lieutenant Yanqing watches the style of Acheron's blade in the PV and cannot help but feel a sense of yearning.

Although the swords are different, Lieutenant Yanqing also comprehends some artistic conception beneficial to his own sword Dao from it.

Jing Yuan looks at the look of realization in Lieutenant Yanqing's eyes and says solemnly: "Lieutenant Yanqing, you can refer to the artistic conception in Miss Acheron's blade, but remember not to go too deep. This strike is not just a realm of swordsmanship; it is also mixed with the power of Nihility."

Lieutenant Yanqing nods: "Lieutenant Yanqing will certainly keep the General's words in mind."

Jing Yuan sighs. Actually, to be safe, he would rather not let Lieutenant Yanqing comprehend anything from Acheron's blade.

It is just that Lieutenant Yanqing's comprehension is truly too strong; he grasped a bit of the essence in such a short time.

Lieutenant Yanqing suddenly says: "General, the illusions Miss Acheron faced before seem to be of more than one kind."

Jing Yuan nods and says: "Correct. In the first layer of the illusion, Acheron faced Blade, Kafka, and Silver Wolf. After she defeated these three illusions, that layer of the illusion was broken."

Lieutenant Yanqing says: "Then Miss Acheron returned to the streets of Penacony, right?"

Jing Yuan nods: "But this is still an illusion. I have to say, this Masked Fool, Miss Sparkle, is very good at striking at the human heart."

"For ordinary people, once they break the illusion and return to a familiar place, it is inevitable that they will relax, thereby carelessly falling into a second, more deeply hidden illusion."

"But Miss Acheron is clearly a very rare exception."

Lieutenant Yanqing says thoughtfully: "However, so far, we have more or less understood Miss Acheron's identity, but why she is impersonating a Galaxy Ranger remains a mystery."

Jing Yuan says solemnly: "That depends on how Acheron explains the reason in the subsequent storyline. As long as she is not deliberately doing evil and achieving malicious goals under the identity of a Galaxy Ranger, but acting for a reason, we are not incapable of understanding her actions."

【In the PV footage, as the illusion collapses, the power of Nihility transforms into a blood-red light and shadow under Acheron's blade.】

【It annihilates the entire illusory world constructed by Sparkle. The powerful force makes everyone watching feel shocked.】

【Whether it is the strength Acheron displays or the explosive BGM in the PV, it makes everyone's scalp tingle.】

【Finally, after all the illusions are extinguished, Acheron truly returns to the streets of Penacony.】

【Fine rain falls on Acheron's hair and cheeks, carrying a cool touch.】

【By her feet, the red oil-paper umbrella lies quietly on the ground in the wind and rain.】

【And high in the sky, Sparkle's mask slowly falls, turning into a bubble of Nihility and disappearing on the way down.】

The location where the Astral Express crew is staying.

March 7th opens her mouth wide, her blank expression quite cute: "This, this, this, this... this is too fierce!"

"My god! Even Sparkle's mask got knocked away."

Following Dan Heng sighs deeply and says: "If I didn't know that 【Nihility】 would not bestow the rank of Emanator upon anyone, I would suspect that Miss Acheron is an Emanator of 【Nihility】."

Welt Yang sighs with emotion: "Even so, I fear Miss Acheron's strength is no less than that of an Emanator."

Stelle asks curiously: "Why won't 【Nihility】 bestow the rank of Emanator?"

March 7th raises both hands and says quickly: "I know this one!"

As she speaks, she looks at Stelle and says: "Because 【Nihility】 believes that nothing in the world has meaning, so under this concept, it will not actively bestow power to make people Emanators of 【Nihility】."

Stelle nods in sudden realization: "So that's how it is."

【The wind and rain blow the umbrella by Acheron's feet to the side, and on the giant screen directly facing Acheron, the image of her past self can still be seen.】

She was wearing a white robe, her long hair draped loosely, and she was beautiful beyond compare.