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

"That's great..." Xing in reality breathed a sigh of relief.

No one sets up strange flags; there are no dawdling protagonists who keep looking back and wish they could hand the opportunity to the enemy; and there are no saintly figures who waste precious rescue items on reinforcements along the way. Even the news reports on Sundays are done by taking advantage of overlapping time slots.

Everyone's incredibly calm!

Xing lets "herself" guide her perspective, her footsteps drawing ever closer to Sunday, as long as she reaches that place...

[Hanabi: How could this happen? No accidents? This is so unexpected! This is illogical!]

[Star: It feels so good to be home!]

[Long Night Moon: Is that so? Then how about... moving to another place?]

[Star: Hehe, I wouldn't... Oh my god!]

Xing exclaimed in surprise, her face looking almost as pale as if she had cried.

A surge of red memories rushed in, and the feeling of memories being devoured instantly enveloped the two of them.

A long night, more than one long night, suddenly appeared and enveloped Sunday.

That's right, it wasn't even a pursuit of Ouroboros, but a complete encirclement of Sunday!

[Hanabi: That's right, this time it's to my liking! I knew there'd never be a protagonist group that escaped without killing the boss!]

[Star: You can't do this!]

A long-night bird exclaimed in a naive voice, "What a magnificent nest, little bird!"

His eyes were sharp on Sunday.

They still caught up!

"Um……"

A wave of memories washed over him, and he clutched his head in anguish.

Changye laughed and said, "Your understanding of memory is quite profound, which is unexpected. But this farce is about to end."

The space of memory flickers and snaps, and more long nights keep coming.

Full of hope, they spoke with the most innocent tone, yet uttered the most ruthless words: "The ocean we created in accordance with her wishes, this never-ending journey..."

"No one can interfere."

Sunday, clutching her forehead, her eyes flashing with murderous intent: "She's here. Is her target this time... me?"

Fortunately, although the long night has arrived, the moon, which dominates the night sky, is still on its way.

Even though he has long since fallen from grace, it would be an insult to him to think that he could be killed with just a few memory spirits.

"A soul with three faces..."

He turned around abruptly. The music was lively and exciting, and colorful ripples spread out, pushing back the crimson tide of memories.

The Long Nights vanished without a trace.

[Star: Phew~~ That scared me to death. Turns out the real person hasn't arrived yet.]

[Fireworks: Tsk, why is Nagayoshi still on her way? Give it your all!]

[Star: You want a beating, don't you? Believe me or not, when we meet in person, I'll unleash my baseball bat and flamethrower together, forging you into an incredibly hot and sizzling butt!]

On Sunday, she hurriedly reached out her hand to Xing, who had just run up to her: "Xing, there's no time to regroup. I've prepared other options—"

"Wake up from your slumber and return to reality."

"Come on, I'll take you away."

I woke up from a dream...

Xing felt a little strange, never expecting that Sunday would say such a thing to her.

Her body didn't stop following her thoughts; she reached out to catch it. If she could successfully land the hit, she could jump out of Chang Yeyue's grasp!

Inside the Star Train, Xing Ru Shen growled in a low voice, "Hurry up..."

I am the fourth savior of the end, as Eriol himself said. I can't possibly fall into the hands of Black Seven, can I?

Her eyes were bloodshot with rage, and those few seconds felt inexplicably long: "Faster!

The ten fingers were only a few inches apart.

"Whoosh!!!"

Tentacles formed from memory material coiled up, unleashing roars of dragons and tigers. Before everyone's eyes, the general was bound hand and foot and swaggered away arrogantly and unreasonably! The binding, capture, and retrieval were all completed in the blink of an eye, all in one smooth motion!

"Ugh! Whoaaaaah!!!" Xing was completely caught off guard, and even after flying dozens of meters away, her mind was still blank.

Sunday was startled by the sudden turn of events. Just as he was about to make a move, Xing was pulled back to the theater entrance.

"Holy crap!" Xing exclaimed as he slammed his fist on the table and stamped his feet, pounding his chest.

"It's only 10 centimeters off! This is ridiculous!"

I'm so angry I could cry. I'm really so angry I could cry.

She was very careful throughout the journey, and even more so on Sunday, and the two of them didn't make a single silly mistake.

However, Changye Yue defeated Xi Lian with sheer strength and came over!

[Hanabi: Hahaha, that's so right, isn't that exactly right?!]

[Star: Fireworks, I won't let you get away with this! And how could this happen? The protagonist didn't do anything wrong, and there were no plot-induced accidents, but he was still caught and brought back. Is there any justice in this world?]

[Black Tower: It's still a gap in raw power. With the Long Night Moon mechanic and impressive stats, things are probably going to get tougher now.]

【Chang Ye Yue: Heh~~ You think you can escape my grasp while I'm away? Looks like you won't understand how genuinely I protect you unless I teach you a little lesson.♭】

[Star: Ouch~~ Brothers, is there any hope for me?]

Sunday's expression suddenly froze, but fortunately, he was not some weak and helpless pretty boy.

With a flick of her wrist, the long golden rope flew out and, just before Xing disappeared from sight, wrapped around one of her arms with a snap.

He took root in his feet, hurriedly pulled back the rope, and wrestled with Yi Zhi's tentacles.

Xing gritted her teeth.

What kind of torture is this? I've only ever heard Dan Heng talk about the Five Horses Dismemberment on the Immortal Ship before. Although the Five Horses Dismemberment doesn't exist now, I've personally experienced it with two people.

[Star: Okay! Go for it, old man! As long as we get to that place! Mmm~~~ Ah~~~!!!]

[March 7th: What kind of strange sound is that?!]

[Star: Nonsense, it hurts! Didn't you see what kind of rope the Japanese threw? It was thorns!]

[Sunday: Things are best left to the discretion of the authorities; the most convenient method will have to be chosen. However, I will also have to hold onto the thorns, at least that will prove I don't harbor any malicious intentions.]

[Star: Got it, got it! Keep going, push harder! Mmm~~~ Ah~~~!!!]

[Jingyuan: Hmm... I've heard that the Harmonious Fate Path is good at creating various obstacles for enemies or providing various benefits to allies. I wonder if it can be used on something like a Divine Lord?]

[Silver Wolf: Hmm? So there are actually speed-up systems in real life too.]

[Star: Ouch! Ouch, ouch, ouch! Oh no! I feel... I've grown taller.]

After struggling for a while, the tentacles made of memory material used an extremely shameless tactic—freezing them on the spot!

The iceberg, which had imprisoned the star, made the long golden rope, and even the Sunday that followed, seem extremely thin in comparison.

He pushed his harmonic power to the limit, and his hands were trembling, yet he couldn't budge them an inch.

Xing felt she still had a chance to struggle, so she closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and cooperated with Sunday's relentless efforts.

However, snowflakes began to fall from the air for no apparent reason, landing on the tip of Xing's nose.

She shuddered.

That's it! This time it's truly hopeless!

The high heels clicked on the ground, the sound unhurried and deliberate.

Under the shadow of the black umbrella, Changyeyue strolled past Xing with elegant steps.

"leave?"