Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

“Mr. Sand Gold, given the relationship between the company and the family, even if Huang Quan and Yan Huan are suspects, shouldn’t it be Mr. Sunday who comes to the meeting to report them?”

"Do you intend to represent the family as a corporate envoy in Pinocone's territory?"

"hehe."

"I'm doing this for justice."

The sound of the gold dust grew increasingly melancholy:

"I came from the desert of Zigannia. For sixty red copper coins, people branded me, put me in shackles, put me on the rack, and buried me in the yellow sand..."

"But the sun couldn't kill me; instead, the quicksand sent me to the embrace of the academy and the company."

"Remember, I didn't win by chance; I've never lost."

Let me share a proverb with you.

"[Sleep is a preview of death]."

Why does life sleep? Because we are not ready to face death.

"Every night, entering a dream is no different from going to one's death, just like you and me right now, with the will to die, hiding in the dream world."

"And [death]... will come in response to our dreams."

"Friends, the trial has begun."

"You can't refuse—"

"No reason, and no room for negotiation!"

The next moment, all the stage lights went out, and it was pitch black.

The sound on the screen remained steady:

“The dice have been cast—everyone, are you ready to play the cards?”

The next moment, a burst of light appeared.

A strange figure descended from the sky, exuding a terrifying aura, and smiled:

"This beautiful dream doesn't need so many guests, everyone—bury it here!!"

Chapter 704 Uncle, I'm going to raise the stakes!

In an instant, Walter, Himeko, and March 7th got into fighting stances and started fighting the suddenly crazed Sand Gold.

Black hole spheres, icy arrows, and countless gold coins and chips flew around, creating a cloud of smoke and dust in the surrounding environment.

Yan Huan and Huang Quan, on the other hand, were huddled in a corner analyzing the situation.

"Has this guy taken the wrong medicine?" Yan Huan said disdainfully.

"What did we do to him?"

Huang Quan shook his head:

"I don't quite understand, but he seems determined to fight us."

"Mr. Yan Huan, aren't you going up?"

"You didn't go either, did you?" Yan Huan narrowed her eyes, looking at the knife in Huang Quan's hand:

"At least you brought a weapon, go up and slash him. He's the one who slanders you the most."

"Me?" Huang Quan blinked.

"I won't draw my knife casually, for fear of causing incalculable damage."

"So you're going to remain silent until you make a stunning statement, huh?" Yan Huan retorted.

"And what about you?" Huang Quan asked curiously.

"Your comrades are fighting, why don't you go and help them?"

"I'm looking for something." Yan Huan looked at the gold dust raining down from the sky.

Why didn't he bring any equipment?

"I brought it," Huang Quan reminded him.

After a chaotic battle, Sand Gold floated in the sky and pulled a broken piece of [Sand Gold Stone] from its body.

"Heh... It seems that incomplete power won't be enough to kill you."

"A kind person just happened to give me a gift."

Sand Gold slowly raised his hand, took out a silver-white lance, and gently tapped it on the broken foundation stone.

At the center of the crystalline light, the cracks in the foundation stone are rapidly healing, as if it were being reborn.

Seeing this, March 7th, who was standing on high ground drawing his bow and shooting an arrow, immediately lowered his head and cursed at Yan Huan:

"Look what you've done! Not only do you not help, but you also airdrop equipment to the enemy."

"Emmmm..." Yan Huan felt embarrassed.

"Ha ha ha ha--!!"

Floating in the center of the sky, the god-like Sand Gold laughed loudly:

Even in adversity, as long as there is hope, people will always keep going...!

"The potential you hold is enough for me to take a gamble!"

He snapped his fingers, instantly summoning countless dice that chased after the five people.

Each die was as big as a water tank, constantly spinning and colliding...

Walter, Himeko, and March Seven kept changing positions, dodging the dice attacks while looking for an opportunity to attack again.

Huang Quan and Yan Huan, who were watching the battle, were also affected, dodging and weaving amidst the dice's attacks.

Huang Quan urged:

"Hurry up and make your move, his attacks are becoming increasingly fierce."

"What did you say?" Yan Huan asked, her eyes shining as she picked up a large stack of gold coins from the ground, which was as big as a plate.

"You mean we've struck it rich, right?"

Huang Quan: "..."

Yan Huan stared at the chips:

"My God, how could anyone use such expensive chips as weapons? These could buy a seaside villa."

"Hehe, Mr. Yan Huan, you seem to really like my little toys!" Sand Gold stared at Mr. Yan and immediately raised his hand:

"Then I'll give you even more!"

The chips, scattered across the sky, coalesced and cascaded down upon Yan Huan like a mountain.

"Are you serious?"

Yan Huan snapped her fingers, and the ground beneath the stage was instantly stained with black mud, turning into a dark swamp as wide as a basketball court.

The expensive chips fell into the swamp, splashing up a cloud of muddy water, and bubbling black bubbles rose up.

“This is… Dragon Pool?” Huang Quan stood at the edge of the Black Water Pool, sensing the aura emanating from [Immortal].

"What a disaster—gurgle..."

On March 7th, he took a wrong step and fell into the black pool, choking on a mouthful of black silt.

"puff……"

March 7th, who had swum back up from the mud, said disdainfully:

"What good is this mud?"

"Yes," Yan Huan replied.

In an instant, the entire black pool trembled violently, as if something was about to be born from within.

All the chips scattered across the sky fell into the dark pool, becoming its nourishment...

"……Um?"

To the astonishment of the gold dust, two enormous, winding dragon horns emerged from the mud.

Next, we see the upper part of the dragon's head, including the eyes and whiskers...

Seeing the black dragon emerge from the ground, Sand Gold sensed something was wrong and immediately recalled the other dice that were chasing March 7, Walter, and Himeko, focusing their fire on the black dragon.

"Damn it... how could they even make something like this?"

"Roar—!!" The black dragon let out a long, angry roar. Facing the dice that were attacking it, it immediately lowered its body, and a large amount of dark light gathered in front of its mouth.

Before the dice, each the size of a water tank, even got close, they dissolved into a wisp of black mist upon touching the dark light and were sucked into it.

Gazing at the increasingly powerful evil dragon, Sand Gold gasped in shock as he watched helplessly as the dragon's mouth pointed directly at him.

"Tsk, playing a strong hand slowly, putting on airs...!"

"To ensure everyone has a good time... I'll bet all my chips!"

Sand Gold pulled the foundation stone from his chest and then fused it with Feather Dust and Black Abyss White Flower, turning it into a small golden ball.

The next moment, the golden ball was thrown into the sky, bursting out with a surging golden wave.

"What does he want to do...?" Walter stood next to Himeko, his eyes wide.

"Clearly, he's serious too." Himeko's expression was grave.

“Sajin really wants to kill us.”

A golden wave quickly spread for thousands of miles, and stacks of golden chips, like tall buildings, hung upside down and slowly fell from the sky.

"Gentlemen, no one can escape!" Sand Gold grinned.

Stacks of chips, as tall as skyscrapers, gathered together once more, transforming into the final, enormous sphere of light.

"Come on, let's see who can go all the way!"