Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

Jing Yuan's face darkened slightly as he looked at Yao Guang's diss.

He said with no small amount of sarcasm, "Those pure-hearted people... their understanding of their destiny is truly quite profound."

The Jōkos were only just born, weren't they? And yet, some people have already started to take action against the "sisters"!

However, he didn't care about being embarrassed, since he hadn't suffered any actual loss, but...

"Good advice is hard to persuade a damned ghost."

Getting involved with the Star Train? Ha! Hopefully, she has the strength of a Star God or the intelligence of a Zandal. Otherwise, in today's universe, surviving is practically a pipe dream.

……

Within the light screen, countless black claws were about to crush the creatures within the solid ice.

Through the slivers of light filtering through her fingers, March 7th lowered her gentle eyes, offering no resistance. The giant hand closed, and all light vanished.

However, crimson suddenly surged into his blue-pink pupils, illuminating everything from within!

"Snapped!"

With a light wave of her hand, Chang Yeyue's six-phase ice soil, which had been enveloping her, crumbled in the reflection of her turning her head. The outstretched claws were shattered by her in one strike, showing no mercy!

Her figure was obscured by swirling ice shards and long hair, and one can easily imagine how bloody the scene must have been.

But amidst the countless reflections of light from the ice crystals, the moon in the long night is breathtakingly beautiful.

[Silver Branch: By the pure and beautiful star goddess Idrila, if your soul is not yet extinguished, you will surely cast a look of admiration upon her!]

[Star: Wow~~ So fair-skinned... Oh wait, @DirectorLinShuo, even gentlemen should be wary?]

[Lin Shuo: Gentleman? Who is that? Ahem, the copies of the rest of the scenes have been lost. If anyone wants to see the details, please consult the person involved, Chang Yeyue. If she doesn't twist the consulter's head off on the spot, it means she agrees.]

[Long Night Moon: Hey, anyone want to experience a 180-degree field of vision shift? No turning back, welcome to join!]

[Star: Hiss... As March 7th's closest friend, I will defend her to the death!]

Chang Yeyue smiled broadly, seemingly oblivious to the filth creeping in from the darkness, and showing utter doting affection towards "March 7th," who most likely couldn't hear her words.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember."

She gently stroked the soft, bouncy bell of the black and red jellyfish with her delicate hand, the surging power in her hand engraving her mission.

"I was born for this."

"Melting yourself, penetrating the cracks of time."

The scene crackled and frosted over, and Changyeyue's personality fell silent after sweeping away the gifts from her "sisters," while March 7th also fell asleep again in the Six Phases of Ice.

Time flies, and years pass quickly. A beam of light once again illuminates this long-silent corner.

The Starry Sky Train rumbled past, and through the constantly flashing windows, the six-phase ice finally found its home.

The time spent on the train was warm and leisurely.

The frame of the image now features a filter resembling a camera ruler, and there's a jellyfish icon in the upper right corner.

In the scene, Walter sits upright, watching a large robot-themed animation; Pam, wearing a tall peaked hat, looks around; Himeko gently shakes her coffee spoon; and Dan Heng is engrossed in a paper book.

There was even a star meticulously wiping the baseball bat.

"That future that belongs to you... how happy, how pure."

The audience paused for a moment, then suddenly realized. A camera—wasn't that the label for March 7th? So, this was her perspective on life? But listening to Chang Yeyue's words, there was also a feeling that Chang Yeyue was hidden within the camera, and this was actually her perspective?

[Star: I see. The Long Night Moon never truly slept; it's been silently spying on our lives all along! This feeling... um, it's kind of exhilarating.]

[March 7th: Huh? ???]

[Himeko: Let's put these trivial matters aside for now. More important than that is that some people's ill intentions towards Misaki started much earlier than we thought.]

[Walter: Indeed. I once thought that after March "shattered" in Fuli, she had been drifting in the sea of ​​stars ever since, after all, her appearance then was exactly the same as when she was pulled up by the train. But now it seems that she and Changyeyue had gone through a long battle that lasted countless years. Even the life on the train that seemed so ordinary to us, Changyeyueguang watched from the sidelines, feeling incredibly happy without any sense of participation.]

[Black Tower: This struggle began far earlier than we imagined. The Pure Ones haven't even learned to cry like ordinary babies before they've already learned to fight. Don't advise others to be kind if you haven't experienced their suffering; repay grudges and grievances. Mediation? Ha, a thankless task.]

[Jing Yuan: Given the Star Train's central role in the future Galactic Alliance, it's understandable that the Immortal Ship Alliance might show some bias. The decision has been made; we respectfully request the Marshal's consideration.]

[Feixiao: I second that.]

[Yao Guang: I second that.]

[Black Swan: Actually, I've always found the ideals of trains very admirable...]

[Star: Good! There's no room for reconciliation now. Let's do it! Where the March 7th arrows point, the Galactic Alliance will be utterly annihilated!]

[March 7th: Stop thinking about the thrill of battle! Besides, isn't the Galactic Alliance supposed to be fighting Iron Tomb?]

The interlude about future life ended on the light screen.

The train lights and the knocking of fate coincided at that moment, and March 7th in the Six Phases of Ice slowly opened his eyes.

The long-awaited dream of a wonderful life on March 7th is finally within reach.

"However..." Chang Yeyue's voice suddenly became somber, and she changed the subject to reveal the reason for a tragedy.

"【Memory】chosen 【 】."

[Star: Wait, what did you choose? This crucial part was muted?!]

[Black Tower: Oh? It seems Changyeyue is more generous than we thought. Besides recounting March 7th's personal grudges, this video also offers a warning for the future. Clearly, "Memory" has a major operation planned for the future; compared to that, the actions of the Memory Thieves are merely minor skirmishes. A catastrophe awaits, one that even Changyeyue will struggle to handle and finds pessimistic!]

[Potio: Wait, is this never going to end?]

[Sunday: Or, why don't we just gather all the Star Gods in Onpharos and let strength decide the outcome? Then I can...do what I should do.]

Within the light screen, the shattered fragments of the six-phase ice transformed into a long river, drifting and dancing, traversing countless starry skies, regardless of the passage of countless hours.

Together they form a magnificent and strangely shaped gem – the Möbius strip.

That is, Onphalus!

Everyone, especially the Golden Generation, felt a jolt of fear.

But the lament of the long night moon did not end: "Onphalus is left only with a miserable midnight."

She gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I will cleanse everything."