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

[Yao Guang: Undoubtedly. After all, fate is what it is. Who can say that when human will is concentrated to a certain degree, it is completely unable to compete with the gods?]

[Black Tower: Interesting! Mortals united to smash down a star god. If we could witness it firsthand and then dissect and study it, we might find something quite interesting!]

[Fireworks: Hahaha, Chicken Wing Boy, eat my 996 hammer!]

The train crew watched with great enthusiasm, and Xing even swung his baseball bat wildly, gesturing excitedly.

[Star: Good! First battle won! Reward deserved! Taiyi's foundation is shaken; where are the Yellow Springs Generals? Charge into battle for me!]

Everyone in the Milky Way watched this moment with bated breath.

Will the decisive blow be enough to prevent Sunday from paying attention to the resistance of the others? Can such a complex plan—the coordinated attack that shatters three dreams—be executed flawlessly?

Regardless of which side it is, success or failure hinges on this one move!

"But when you make your choice, a touch of red will reappear in the black and white world."

In the void, Huang Quan raised his long sword high, slowly stretching out "nothingness," with tears of blood falling from the corners of his eyes.

Meanwhile, at 12 o'clock, Hanabi grinned, lightly touched her lips with her finger, and held a red button that looked like a toy in her other hand.

In the primordial dream, the fireflies were at full power, and the mechs and swarms of insects charged forward.

The three figures overlapped at times during the constant screen switching.

Huang Quan drew his longsword and lightly swung it across the sandy ground, as if drawing a circle.

The crimson blade flashed with earth-shattering force, and wherever it passed, even the most beautiful dreams paled in comparison!

The hunting "meteors" followed the boundaries of the blade's light, creating the first crack in the foundation of order.

The dahlia stared directly at the light that swept past her and the crowds flying and scattering in the sky. Her serene, ladylike face suddenly broke into a maniacal smile, and her previously dark purple pupils were now blood red.

She was intoxicated by the endless delicious memories, but now she joined forces with everyone to defend them.

Crimson lightning cleaved a massive crack in the edge of the dream.

Taiyi's dream has shattered!

At twelve o'clock, Hanabi laughed wildly, raised the mutual destruction button high, and playfully uttered, "Boom!"

Countless bombs exploded in a chain reaction, unleashing a torrent of fire, and the concrete jungle crumbled and collapsed like autumn leaves in the wind.

In an instant, the robin sang a harmonious hymn, spreading her splendid and crystalline wings, soaring through the sky amidst the flames, protecting the sleepy, broken-winged birds.

The dream of twelve moments has shattered!

Ignoring the limits of critical power, the firefly roared and broke through the upper limit. The purple power of the star core and reproduction spread upwards from her heart, occupying every blood vessel and leaving ferocious "marks" on her pretty face.

"Aaaaaaah!!!!!"

charge!

A savage, unskilled collision blasted a giant hole in the "sky" of the dream.

The primal dream has shattered!

[Star: Alas! This is wonderful. With these three valiant generals, what do I have to worry about in achieving my great goals? Sundays will never end!]

[Qingque: Let's put it another way, poor oxen and horses can't stand this.]

Looking down through the shattered glass-like opening to the third level, Huang Quan warned Xing in the greyish-white seawater: "And you, you must carefully ponder its meaning..."

"Then return to the world of wakefulness—"

The star was swept away by the waves of nothingness, and the dream became her treacherous ocean. Her hands and feet moved haphazardly to no avail, and she could only drift along with the current.

Throughout the twelve hours, fireworks exploded around her time and time again. Only thanks to the robin's constant protection was she able to fall intact into the next level during the extreme motion of bouncing around like a pinball.

In the original dream, she struggled to wave her arms and legs, hoping to escape the false "gravity," but free fall did not go as she wished.

In a dizzying moment, firefly grabbed her arm.

"...Don't be afraid," Liu Ying said softly, enduring her pain.

As if by magic, Xing's rapid breathing truly calmed down.

Liu Ying gritted her teeth, the intense pain forcing tears from the corners of her eyes, which then evaporated instantly in the high temperature of the cockpit.

But Firefly gritted her teeth and kept quiet, determined not to let Star hear. Carrying her like a purple shooting star across the sky, she flew straight towards the "sun," her final destination, like a moth drawn to a flame.

Even if all of this is destined to vanish in the morning...

The clear light drew closer, even shining into the cockpit. In that instant, Firefly smiled, a smile that seemed to mark the end of her suffering.

"I'm no longer afraid of waking up from my dreams."

The Sam mech's power was exhausted in front of the "sun," and every part of its body, including the wings and mask, lost its light.

But thankfully...

She gently pushed Xing's chest with her iron palm, and under her watchful eyes, Xing's figure disappeared into the sun.

The people inside the armored vehicles turned into specks of firefly light, leaving only a single hopeful message in their ears.

"Go, for them and for me, reclaim the right to explore."

[Star: Fireflies!]

Even though they knew beforehand that Liu Ying had faked her death, seeing this scene in person still made their hearts skip a beat.

[Xi Lian: Hmm~~ My partner is so anxious that she can't even keep up her silly banter♪]

[Star: Um, she... she'll really be alright, won't she?]

[Silver Wolf: That's how it's written in the script, I guess...]

[Star: Excellent! Liu Ying is loyal to the country and devoted to his country; his devotion is evident to heaven and earth. His mech is as hot as fire and should not be wasted. Therefore, he is specially appointed... to warm my bed!]

[March 7th: No, what you just said was at least... What kind of nonsense are you talking about?]

[Dan Heng: Even lines from a card game feel abrupt to change like this.]

[Firefly: This...this is too much...]

[March 7th: Look, even Miss Firefly...]

[Firefly: Yes! Your Majesty, I obey. Is that how it should be said?]

[Star: Absolutely right!]

[Xi Lian: Wow~~ What sincere and touching ladies!]

Silver Wolf: Hmm... Let's tone it down in front of outsiders.

March 7th: (・_・?)

For a moment, March 7th was stunned into wide eyes. No, it seemed like they were playing some kind of game that she couldn't understand.

[Phantom Image: Hehehe, you know what I was thinking...]

[Star: If you dare fabricate history, I'll sue you to death! I'll collect all the copyright fees until you go bankrupt and sell yourself into slavery as a maid for Firefly!]

[Xia Die: Your subject matter is excellent!]

[False Image: Hmm? What does that mean? Am I going to be made up too?]

[Pulice: Haha, those who fabricate history are ultimately fabricated by others~~]

[Fireworks: Oh dear, is anyone going to give Sunday any face? Look at the screen! Next up, he's about to get beaten up again.]

【Sunday:……】

The hopeful voice of fireflies echoed in Xing's ears, and her gaze hardened.

The only way to win her back, the only way to win everything back, is through victory!

She closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, she was already standing in the center of the stage: "We will all find the answer there."

The train crew looked radiant, each gripping their weapons tightly.

Before them lay Dominix, weakened by the backlash of the power of shared will after the initial attack, his false god form gradually collapsing as he lay prostrate on the ground.