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

A terrifying intuition, like being targeted by a wild beast, crept into my mind.

An ominous premonition enveloped Xing; a chill ran down her spine, and her lips trembled: "Xi...Lian...?"

Please, please don't let anything happen!

However, what responded to her was not the cute pink fairy.

Instead, they were a long night army, their bodies scarlet and their innocence like that of children!

"Breakthrough! Breakthrough!"

"How can that little pink-clad girl possibly beat us?"

The nights proudly displayed their spoils, then approached and surrounded the stars.

"Disobedient Star..."

Her voice was a mix of reproach and endearment; she couldn't understand why the gray-haired little guy didn't understand her good intentions.

"You should have stayed in the beautiful memories, waiting for all the calamities to pass."

Xing gripped the baseball bat tightly: "Ten times stronger when corrupted, this is really troublesome..."

[Star: Where is Xi Lian?!]

[March 7th: They won't give Miss Xilian away... Xilian is our partner!]

[Xi Lian: Don't worry, although Chang Yeyue has a unique understanding of memories, I'm not just cute. I also have some small achievements when it comes to memories♪ I'm sure I can protect myself, but it's a pity for my partner. It seems my hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress progress bar is going to come to an abrupt end at 50%...]

[Star: Don't worry about me now. If Changye Yue catches me, I'm guaranteed to survive. At most, I'll probably... be drooling and calling for my mom... cough cough. But she's not that kind of polite to others!]

[Xu Zhao: Hmm... So being reassigned like that isn't a big deal to you? Well then, hehehe...]

[Star: What are you doing? What are you doing! I'm comforting my friend, don't misunderstand me!]

[Phantom Image: Hmph~~]

"I'll kiss you!" Xing was so angry she almost cried.

With the Long Night Moon and the Fourth End arriving one after another, and the Illusory Light stirring up her unofficial history behind her, perhaps the Butterfly is also eager to try in the dark.

Why is my life so miserable?

"Oh God! Is there any help? Please come and save me!"

As if summoned by the gods, a young man's resounding prayer echoed from the light screen: "Souls with three faces..."

"I beg you to send down your light, so that all darkness may have nowhere to hide!"

The voice was solemn and dignified, and the harmonious music blocked out the crimson tide of memories.

Xing's eyes lit up with excitement: "Sunday?"

[Star: My savior!]

This time, she almost burst into tears, shouting from the bottom of her heart.

Who understands the feeling of redemption when those words are spoken?

[Star: Hey Ri! I missed you so much! No wonder you used the same childlike art style as the train crew in Xu Zhao's comics. So reliable, so incredibly reliable! Much more reliable than Black Swan!]

[Yao Guang: Wow~ Your connections are truly astonishing! You've got everything you need to ask for.]

[Star: This is the power of pioneering!]

[Black Swan: What if he also... cough.]

[Robin: Will my brother be able to integrate into the genuine friendships of the train crew in the future? That's wonderful! Now I can rest assured.]

[Sunday: Hmm? Am I that worrying?]

[Long Night Moon: Tsk, this singer with the same style is truly persistent.]

A vast expanse of white light rose into view, and Xing quickly closed her eyes.

Sunday's voice echoed in my ears, instructing me step by step: "Raise your hands, stars. Embrace this countless light—"

The world spun around, and when Xing realized the world had "frozen" again, she slowly opened her eyes.

The scene before us is now completely different.

The magnificent Pinocchio Opera House came into view, and most importantly, the long nights had been left far behind.

She was able to catch her breath again.

"...What a nostalgic stage." Hoshi let out a long sigh of relief, completely relaxing.

Right across from the stage, under the gap in the golden curtain.

The figure of the savior is already vivid in our minds.

Xing became excited again after seeing Sunday's face clearly.

I'm going home soon!

Sunday's smile was calm and elegant: "For you, it must have been a long time since we last met."

After all, the time difference between inside and outside Onpharos is countless, but Xing's face did not show any sense of being in another world. Could it be said that he was born with extraordinary talent?

"We owe all of this to Miss Xi Lian. Even while being entangled by the memory, she still tried her best to maintain contact with the geniuses."

"That's how I was able to erase the influence of the memory domain on you through [Tune].

Xing let out a long sigh, then asked with concern, "What about Xi Lian? How is she?"

Sunday remained noncommittal: "Come onto the stage first. Miss March will attack with Yi Ling sooner or later, so we must prepare in advance so that we can get you out of here safely. Then we can rescue Xi Lian and March 7th."

He cautioned cautiously, "...Be extremely careful. Onfaros is being swept up by an unusually turbulent flood of memories, and I can only do my best."

[Star: By the way, how's the fighting strength on Sunday? If Changyeyue suddenly appears out of nowhere, won't it backfire, resulting in a double loss, like raising fish instead of catching them?]

[Sunday: In a direct confrontation, the chances of victory are practically nonexistent. After all, while Tong Xie's manipulation of memory is unique, compared to the orthodox, flawless Jingzi, it's merely a series of tricks and gimmicks. However, if I can seize the window of opportunity to rescue you, it shouldn't be a problem. Hmm... if I could bring along the Qi Xiang Choir Dominix, things might be a different story. But clearly, not every incarnation of Hipe can be commanded at will.]

After saying that, Sunday began to have another thought on his mind.

The story of the Black Swan has shown that Onpharos occurred after Pinocchio, but at that time he did not demonstrate overwhelming power.

Doesn't that mean that his grand plan has already been sentenced to death?

But if his plan fails, how could he possibly survive?

His face darkened, and he was completely at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

What exactly happened in the near future?

[March 7th: So, as long as the long night moon doesn't... mmm!]

[Star: March, I beg you, please don't make any promises at a time like this! Can't you use that prophetic mouth of yours to say something good?]

[Long Night Moon: Hmph, how is this not a good thing?]

On Sunday, she silently sensed the changes around her, preparing for a sudden attack: "Black and...pink, two [memories] intertwined."

It's Xi Lian! She's desperately trying to stop Chang Ye Yue's attack!

"Time is precious, please quicken your pace."

Without saying a word, Xing quickly ran towards the center of the stage.

On Sunday, taking a break from her busy schedule, she sent the good news to the real-life Black Tower: "Yes, Ms. Black Tower, I've made contact with her."

The other party's reply was unknown, but Sunday's eyes hardened slightly: "Understood. I will do my part..."

He made a boast and then shut down communications.

Xing smoothly made her way to the center of the stage, and as Sunday approached, there were no unexpected "little surprises" along the way.