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

Inside the train, Xing laughed, and she laughed in anger!

Now that Chenmian has appeared, how could she not understand the situation before her?

All the eerie atmosphere, the inexplicable fear of ghostly attacks, etc., were swept away.

[Fireworks: Dear passengers, the bus bound for Liumeng Reef is about to depart. Please hold on tight, sit down, and fasten your seatbelts. Sorry, I don't know how it happened, whatever...]

[Star: Gallagher, are you out of your mind? Does a bus stop really have to be made to look like it's haunted?!]

[Gallach: Keep it a secret, understand? If we don't do it this way, will the old man's estate still be waiting for you to inherit it?]

[Star: I... I'm not entirely wrong. But couldn't you have sculpted Mianmian a little nicer? This appearance...]

[Gallach: What, scared?]

[Star: Afraid? Of course! I'm afraid it'll get killed by the fireflies!]

Many people in the galaxy were quite speechless.

To think of using this method to conceal the entry conditions, Gallagher truly lives up to his belief in mystery; his intellect is beyond the reach of most people.

No wonder Liumeng Reef has remained unknown to outsiders for so many years. With this kind of atmosphere, who would dare to take a step forward?

And this artistic taste...

Recalling the "works" of Changyeyue, they have good reason to suspect that all those who believe in mystery are of this kind!

Their artistic talent and aesthetic sense are so bad they look like they've been chewed by a dog—it's a complete disaster!

Huh? Gallagher Ben is just an "old dog"?

That's fine.

……

With a single swipe of its claw, the star was sent flying, and the baseball bat fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Then he grabbed the firefly with his claw.

The girl watched as the jagged claws and menacing vertical pupils drew closer, her heart pounding.

She clenched her arms, instinctively wanting to resist... but after a while she gave up, loosened her grip, and prepared to accept "death".

[Hanabi: Sigh~ cough cough...]

[Sangbo: Incompetent husband. Sister Xing, I was bragging about you so much outside, how come you got kicked out of the thread by Mianmian?]

[Star: I was careless, I didn't dodge. Mianmian has no sportsmanship, she tricked and ambushed my one-year-old baby. Besides, it's just a ride, how can she be so incompetent?]

[Feiying: Then... the husband who couldn't afford a ticket and was thrown off the train?]

【star:……】

Liu Ying stared intently at the ground, her heart pounding.

At times like this, all she could do was pray that the script was flawless.

Suddenly, another external force joined the battle. On the floor, a magnificent flower-shaped magic circle suddenly lit up, instantly condensing into a real stained glass, radiating dazzling light.

The eyes that had been dormant all over his body were stung by a strange power, and his short, thin arms didn't know where to cover them. He curled up into a ball, and his momentum instantly weakened by more than half.

Bang!

Before it could retaliate, the giant crystal hand shattered the stained glass and grabbed the sleeping creature by the neck.

Then countless giant hands rushed up, rising from the ground and slamming the entire body of the sleeping figure onto the ceiling, sending up plumes of dust.

Beside the magic circle, an elegant woman appeared out of nowhere, her legs crossed on a television set.

"If you haven't mastered the correct methods..."

"But I can't escape the shadow of death..."

With a wave of her hand veiled in black gauze, a dozen fluorescent cards swirled around her.

"They escaped unscathed."

His dark gold eyes looked up at his opponent with righteous indignation and an indescribable air of authority.

[Fireworks: So, the Black Swan has made its move!]

[Dahlia: Sigh, cherish it. There aren't many black swans this reliable, seemingly in complete control anymore; every glance is one less. Soon she'll be completely relegated to comedic roles.]

[Star: Hmm... Theoretically I should thank her for rescuing me, but in reality, I should have gone directly to Dream Reef, right? Was she actually making things worse?]

[March 7th: This... was it never reliable at all?!]

[Yao Guang: It seems she has never disappointed her name; her persona has remained consistently consistent. I even feel a little sorry for her.]

[Black Swan: How about I change my name to Unicorn today?]

After a struggle, it crushed the giant crystal hand that bound its body and roared as it charged toward the black swan.

Each of them used their unique abilities to fight back fiercely.

Black Swan seized the opportunity, casually tossing out a card that landed on Sleep's head from top to bottom. The magic circle immediately rose, and a tremendous gravity was inexplicably applied to Sleep.

It roared, but it couldn't move an inch, let alone fly.

See you next time.

Black Swan flicked a card at the television, opening a portal.

"Hurry up and go."

Seeing this, Firefly reacted quickly, grabbed Xing's wrist, turned and ran, jumping into the doorway.

Xing's mind was still reeling: "Ughhhh!"

When she opened her eyes again, she had slowly woken up from reality and reunited with her fellow train crew members.

And after leaving the dream, the firefly was naturally no longer by her side.

[Star: Black Swan ruined me! Your D-SSSS rating back then was absolutely right. And Gallagher, if you had just used a more normal passenger transport method, Black Swan would be in jail by now! Even Mianmian might have avoided a beating!]

[Black Swan: This...]

[Gallach: Hmm... how about giving Mianmian a skin? The one sculpted by Changyeyue is also quite good, it fits the mysterious aesthetic style perfectly.]

[Star: ...Forget it, let's not change it. At least this one looks kind of cool after a while. If I put the Golden Blood Memory Spirit skin on it, I'm afraid Mianmian will be laughed at for the rest of her life.]

[Mianmian: Waaah~~ (Agreed)!]

[Long Night Moon: What do you mean?]

The light curtain flashed slowly.

An unusual filter attracted everyone's attention.

That eerie, deep purple style was unique to the time when the truth of the final battle was revealed!

Inside the Starry Sky Train, Xing felt a chill run down her spine as the fear of Sunday instantly enveloped her.

[Star: No, how could there be any deviation?]

[Dahlia: Oh my, it seems you have quite a few precious memories buried in your mind. Smell... Hmm, that's an intoxicating scent.]

The scene of the battle with the slumbering being reenacted.

The dahlia's voice spoke softly: "Memory Realm Meme—What leads to death. At least back then, you mistakenly thought it was dangerous."

"In a... *cough*~~" She seemed a little strained, carefully choosing a word of praise, but her tone was still playful: "Let's just describe it as elegant."

"This elegant woman of memory helped you escape from there. But in the rush, you and Firefly were separated. And her subsequent experiences may differ from your memories."

A flash of eerie blue flame, and the scene changed accordingly.

In a child's dream, fireflies and dahlias stand side by side.

"I was there too."