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

[March 7th: This seems to be... isn't this the method Iron Tomb used to scheme against the Learned One?!]

Everyone in the Milky Way shuddered.

You know what, it really does look a bit like it!

His scenes were clearly over, right? How come his legend is still circulating?

[Star: Anyway, for now, the old Japanese guy is still just a messenger. As long as we smash this golden tin man to pieces sooner, he'll definitely be out of luck, right? In that case... rules are meant to be broken!]

Somewhere in Pinocchio, on Sunday, he stroked his chin and smiled faintly.

Most people only see the first layer, and a few think about the second layer.

But it's not their fault. After all, who could have imagined that even "Taiyi" was part of the plan? In the face of the ultimate goal, it was all just a smokescreen.

"What I coveted was a fantastical idea, but it was by no means a baseless fantasy. Now that things have come to this, praying to the gods is of no use."

He stared intently at the light screen, his gaze deep and hesitant: "The paradise I long for, is it worthy to be the truth of the universe...? Please unveil the universe!"

……

Within the light screen, Xing threw his top hat, spreading the gospel of harmony upon his companions, then picked up his flaming spear and charged!

Himeko released drones to disrupt the singers' chanting, while the fire from the railgun fell from the sky.

On the seventh day of the third month, the bowstring was drawn taut, splitting open a sky full of icy rain.

The flames and ice swept away.

The oracle's voice, booming like a great bell, resounded through the night sky: "Since you are all wise and perceptive, it is not difficult for you to understand why Harmony and Order can be united as one..."

The baton was raised high above his head, enveloped in golden light. All the scorching, cold, and violent forces instantly dissipated on their own.

Listening to the ethereal singer's sacred voice on March 7th, I had a dazed feeling, as if my soul was pounding against my scalp and about to leave my body. "It feels like... there's another world in front of me..."

Himeko sternly warned, "It's the power of tuning; don't let the singing distract you."

But things were not something she could easily control.

On Sunday, God asked and answered himself, his baton pointing to the sky, the music reaching its climax: "Because we cannot tolerate—[dissonance]!"

boom!

The stars shone brightly, but upon closer inspection, the train crew was horrified.

That was not starlight, but countless brilliant musical notes, falling like the sky collapsing with the power of order!

[Star: Hiss... What the hell is this? How can the Choir of Harmony manage to have both control and high damage at the same time? At this rate, we'll lose sooner or later. Why didn't we let the Robin get it sooner? What a blunder! Wait a minute, old man, didn't you take a cut of all the benefits that Harmony gave me?!]

[March 7th: This involves kickbacks? Oh wait, the problem is, what do we do now? Are we really going to have to take on the envoy head-on? By the way, Himeko, do you have any hidden powers?]

Himeko: This...

[Star: You don't need anyone else's help, do you? Aren't you the Commander? Where's Changyeyue? Hurry up and save her! The scene of her toying with the old man in the Nameless Titan's Tomb before... wait until later, please bring it online early!]

[Long Night Moon: You think this is still a lone Sunday? This guy, who has gathered the strength of over 100,000 people from the Oak family and is still marching towards becoming a Star God, wouldn't have the upper hand even if I threw him into the Great Tomb, an environment where I could practically call it my home turf.]

[Star: No way? So this time we're just delivering food? By the way, where's Huang Quan? She can always outmaneuver the Japanese, right? @Huang Quan, big sister, for Tirnan's sake, lend your sister a hand!]

[Huang Quan: Don't worry, I've arrived in Pinocchio. By the way, isn't there a moon wearing sunglasses and acting cute, and a pillar with a thunder dragon coiled around it?]

[Hiei: Huh? Isn't this Nissou Paradise?]

Xing's face turned deathly pale.

[Star: You're lost? You actually got lost!]

[Huang Quan: Don't worry, I can jump, I'll be there soon.]

[Qingque: Go go go! Go for it!]

[Star: Don't just cheer me on, wave your general over here!]

Qingque thought to herself: Come on Sunday, give it your all!

Inside the company, the employees who were suppressed by Oswaldo dared not speak out, but they were all burning with anger and were silently cheering for Sunday.

Most of the rest of the universe watched with mixed feelings.

I dare not place a bet...

But the attacks on God's Sunday will not hesitate like they do.

A massive, musical note-shaped energy ball erupted from the tip of his baton, creating a huge explosion along with a mesmerizing harmony.

The group dodged and weaved, barely managing to protect themselves amidst their injuries, finding it difficult to find an opportunity to retaliate.

But God Sunday is anything but polite. Although he talks a lot like many villains, he doesn't slack off at all when it comes to his work.

He pressed his advantage, and with a wave of his hand, the musical score filled the entire opera house: "The time has come, creation will be reborn from the bones of the gods—"

The pupils of Xing and the other two contracted.

They were already struggling to protect themselves, and this time their power far surpasses that of the past. What can they possibly rely on to stop them?

[March 7th: No way!]

[Star: Old Japanese, you have no martial ethics... My life is over! Brother Mo Wang, I'm sorry, let's start over...]

[Qingque: No! Hang in there!]

We should at least wait until Taiyi is resurrected before sending it.

rinse!!!

Just before God launched his final attack, a five-clawed emerald dragon, accompanied by surging waves, suddenly burst forth and pierced Dominix's chest from behind.

The rainbow refracts through the waves.

"Ugh!" After a muffled groan, Dominic slumped down, his imposing presence greatly diminished.

And in the starry sky revealed by his lowered shoulders, countless starships and warships sped towards him!

The stirring classical music played for it.

Xing, San Yueqi, and Ji Zi immediately beamed with joy: "Dan Heng!"

[Star: Oh? Well done, Danheng, you played well!]

[Qingque: Disregarding martial ethics, you actually launched a sneak attack!]

[Fu Xuan: Hmm?]

[Qingque: Cough cough, I didn't say anything.]

Jingyuan and Danheng arrived just in time, high above the clouds. A rainbow arched across the sky, and the Divine Lord wielded a thunderous array blade, lightning and thunder obscuring the starlight; water dragons soared and churned, giant waves reaching the heavens.

A water dragon coiled around the divine lord, and Jing Yuan, in the name of the Heavenly General of the Imperial Bow, recited the decree of slaughter: "Radiant and mighty spirit, obey my command. Slay, without mercy!"

As God's golden arms trembled as he tried to prop himself up and raise his head, he was met with the combined attack of the two.

And it was destroyed within it.

The sun over Pinocchio has disappeared.

"No!!!" Qingque knelt on the ground, covered her mouth and howled to the sky, crying her heart out in her heart.

The company employees stamped their feet and beat their chests in frustration. The expectant eyes of many around the world instantly dimmed.

He wasn't strong enough on Sunday.

[Star: Oh dear! Danheng, your reinforcements came just in time.]

[March 7th: General Jingyuan, how come you arrived so quickly? Were you also vacationing at the Daydream Hotel? You didn't even tell us, that's too much of a formality!]

[Jing Yuan: No, do you remember that Alliance Jade? Only the Alliance Jade could summon such a large army of immortal ships. Heh, I didn't expect Dan Heng to use it so quickly.]

[Star: It's alright, it's better to use it than to have to hold it in until I die.]

[Shut up: Hahaha, may I ask what day it is today...?]

[Star: It's Monday, because the engine shut down on Sunday. Shut up!]

[Shut up: Pfft! You actually... figured out my joke?]

[March 7th: Aren't you a robot? What are you vomiting blood for? And is it even worth vomiting blood for?]

—[Next up: "The Sun Also Rises"]

[March 7th: Huh? Shouldn't we be giving out rewards at this time?]