Chapter 167

"I can see it now, you aliens all possess unique skills."

Before they could make a move, Cocolia, unable to gain much advantage in a 1v1, decided to reveal a new trump card.

She raised her long spear, pointing it directly at the night sky:

"As the Supreme Guardian, I command you to rise!"

"—'Engine of Creation'!!!"

Accompanied by Cocolia's roar, the earth shook violently; Bronya, Dan Heng, March 7th, and "Stelle" felt as if the ground had turned into pudding, shaking constantly, unable to even stand steady.

And beneath the gloomy sky, an enormous figure rose from the ground.

It was an incredibly massive machine, taller than the mountains, its face flashing with red, ominous light.

March 7th's lips trembled:

"Hey... it seems the former Supreme Guardian isn't willing to admit defeat yet."

"But this thing is just too big... Bai Bai Xuan!!!"

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March 7th called out loudly toward the distance.

Following the direction March 7th was looking, one could see a figure in a black robe standing atop the "Engine of Creation."

Bai Bai Xuan rested one hand on the thick metal wall of the "Engine of Creation," looking down.

The cold wind howled, but all the snow bypassed Bai Bai Xuan, as if an invisible force separated him from the world.

And Cocolia hadn't even flown to the waist of the "Engine of Creation," let alone realized Bai Bai Xuan's existence.

"It's just a giant construction robot, nothing to be afraid of."

"Besides, listen to me, don't be in such a rush; someone is more anxious than you."

March 7th said:

"What do you mean don't be in a rush, we can't beat this thing... and where did Lord 'God' go?"

The polite voice of Welt Yang came through the communicator:

"March, that is an ancient machine of the Architects."

Bai Bai Xuan smiled slightly and nodded:

"Uncle Yang, the signal relay has been installed; I'll trouble you to hack into the control hub of this machine."

Subsequently, he turned his head to look behind him, where an old man and a young girl stood—it was "God" and Clara.

"God's" smile faded slightly, and he nodded in greeting to Bai Bai Xuan.

"Hello."

Clara was seeing the outside world for the first time, her expression full of eagerness, but she cared more about the big guy beneath them.

Mr. Svarog was the largest robot she knew, yet the big guy beneath their feet now was a thousand, even a hundred times larger than Mr. Svarog.

"A... robot even bigger than Mr. Svarog!"

Then, Clara's pupils widened, looking at Bai Bai Xuan in front of her in surprise:

"Ah, it's the big brother who appeared during the 'Heart-Stitching Bear' containment!"

Bai Bai Xuan smiled:

"Hello, Clara."

Meanwhile, Cocolia raised her spear and ordered:

"Engine! Crush them!"

As the order was issued, a massive palm that seemed to blot out the sky swept across, crushing the ice sculptures in the plaza and grinding away a layer of stone bricks.

As for the previous trash can shelter, it naturally ceased to exist.

March 7th grabbed "Stelle" with one hand and Bronya with the other, emerging from the other side.

"Holy cow!"

Following this came a new order—

"Flatten the mountains!"

The giant palm brought with it a wild wind, slamming down heavily, shaking the earth.

"Will this ever end!"

Yet, Cocolia's attack did not make Bronya feel despair; instead, it made her will even more resolute.

Whether you are the Stellaron or my mother, you are wrong.

Even if you crush my body, as long as I can prolong the existence of Belobog for even a moment, I will not yield to this damned fate.

As long as one person survives in Belobog, they will inherit the will of the Architects and practice the path of "Preservation."

Mother, as long as we do not stop our steps, the path of "Preservation" will continue to extend...

Suddenly, Bronya found herself in the vast universe, where Qlipoth of "Preservation" was slowly swinging a hammer, building walls.

Meanwhile, on the "Astral Express."

Welt Yang looked at the simple line of text on the screen and revealed a relieved smile.

【Control acquired!】

As a fan of large robots, he had finally succeeded in seizing and controlling an enemy unit during a battle.

Subsequently, the giant palm reached out toward Cocolia.

In this short instant, Cocolia not only lost the spear representing the Supreme Guardian but also lost control of the "Engine of Creation."

"This is impossible..."

Bronya raised the spear, aiming it at Cocolia:

"The will of 'Preservation' has already made its choice."

Cocolia was somewhat frantic:

"You know nothing of the plight of this world... nothing of the ending that awaits it!"

Bronya's gaze was firm:

"Even if we are destined to perish, we will walk hand in hand, bravely into that darkness—"

Powerful energy surged around Cocolia, frost climbing up her legs, wrapping her entire body, gradually transforming her into something non-human.

She was shrouded in ice crystals, ice spikes like wings adorning her back; her entire face seemed covered by a mask, and her features had disappeared.

As her form changed, the temperature of the entire area plummeted rapidly.

"Listen... this power is surging... it is singing..."

"The promise given to me by the 'Stellaron' is the only hope for this world..."

"Seven hundred years ago, it drove away the 'Antimatter Legion'—today, it will also erase your existence!"

But Cocolia did not notice that the trend of the surrounding temperature dropping had suddenly been interrupted.

Nor did she notice the faint mechanical humming sound rising in the surroundings.

This should have been impossible; how could there be any functioning machinery in this area?

By the time she realized her power had been significantly weakened, it was too late.

Cocolia felt terror for the first time; she wanted to struggle, but the power no longer obeyed her will.

"Snap—"

Incredibly, Cocolia fell to the ground.

The ice crystals on her body shattered piece by piece, turning into powder and dissipating in the wind.

"No, how can this be!"

She struggled to stand up, but failed to notice that the road in front of her was no longer level, falling to the ground after taking two steps.

"Hi, good evening, ma'am."

"Looks like your luck isn't very good; do you need a lucky charm?"

Not far away, a young man in a white lab coat sat on a machine, smiling and waving at Cocolia.

That machine was none other than a Scranton Reality Anchor.

— Author's Notes —

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