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

[Fireworks: Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect Zandal to have such a penchant for watching a good show.]

[Star: Just because you're "dead" now, you think you can act however you want?]

Lai Gushi raised his head high, his arms outstretched to the sides, looking down at the Milky Way he was gazing upon.

His voice rose and fell in cadence: "The grief and anger, the hope and the confusion at this moment are the final echoes before the Milky Way falls silent."

"May you all bear witness to how His time will be resolved."

The light screen dimmed, and a line of words that stirred the heart came into view: Countdown to the decisive battle of Onphalus: 1 day.

[Black Tower: Of course I'll witness it. But senior, be prepared. Even you can't guarantee the project will proceed exactly as you envisioned, just like when the Venerable Master was promoted.]

[Walter: What an unpleasant gesture. It seems to have become a standard feature of some kind of villain.]

[Legius: Come, everyone. With this slice of wisdom, I pose a question to the entire universe. Life and death, confinement and freedom—this debate will reveal the whole future of the universe through the small!]

[Potio: Holy crap, who argues with fists? This genius's thought process is truly a return to simplicity.]

Similar thoughts flashed through everyone's minds. Lai Gushi's narrative was grand and extremely beautiful, but as cannon fodder who were forcibly dragged into the audience and even threatened with death if they couldn't win the argument, most people didn't even have the mind to curse at this moment.

Their faces were very somber, and their hearts were pounding so hard they felt like they were about to jump out of their throats!

Because it's obvious.

The decisive battle is about to unfold before their eyes!

This isn't an audience seating area, it's practically a trial bench!

If the final sentence is death, then the so-called remaining life is not much different from a suspended sentence.

……

The Immortal Boat of Luofu.

"Hoo! A storm is brewing... The wind is howling." Jing Yuan took a deep breath, forcibly sweeping away the restlessness in his heart.

In a sense, revealing the ending at this time is not a good thing at all.

There would be no precedent to follow in winning. But if we were to lose, the confidence of the entire universe would be instantly shattered.

The idea of ​​seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is something only people with a certain level of power would consider.

Most people would think that since the end of the world is coming, they might as well live a dissolute life and go crazy before they die.

At that time, it was difficult for all the major powers to win back the hearts of the people who had collapsed, and as for the anti-Iron Curtain coalition in the light screen... it was simply impossible to gather them up again!

Fu Xuan understood his worries, but he was also helpless. He strained his forehead's magic eye with all his might, but the pain didn't increase at all, because he couldn't calculate anything!

"Now that things have come to this, we can only trust the Star Train and the Golden Descendants of Onfaros."

"I understand, of course I understand." Jing Yuan sighed, then his eyes sharpened. "Contact General Yao Guang and send him only one message: Time waits for no one, act decisively! If she's worried about Yu Que, then... she can lend me the Cloud-Gazing Mirror. As for how to use it, it shouldn't be too difficult to learn, right?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yu was greatly alarmed.

Fu Xuan immediately understood his meaning: "General, you mean...?"

Few living people knew better than her what the Cloud-Gazing Mirror was used for.

She also knew that, compared to other forces, the Immortal Boat Alliance always had a trump card to defeat the enemy—to summon the Emperor's Bow and Arrow!

Yes, the Iron Tomb's coronation may have been anchored, but what about the Iron Tomb's death?

Even living for a fleeting moment, with no time to do anything, can still be considered living. As a Star God, especially when the Emperor Bow is not intelligent and not specifically targeted, breaking through the Iron Tomb is naturally a piece of cake.

The only thing to worry about is the cost of using the Cloud-Viewing Mirror...

"If things really develop to that point..." At this moment, Jingyuan leaned back in his chair, completely relaxed.

He even said with a hint of sarcasm, "Fu Qing, the thing you've been eagerly anticipating is finally going to be accomplished."

Fu Xuan glanced at the light screen, then looked at Jing Yuan with a solemn expression, showing no sign of happiness.

She understood that Jingyuan had made up his mind to fight to the death, so she was no longer conflicted or saddened.

She pursed her lips: "I've never done divination before, so I can't operate the Cloud-Gazing Mirror..."

"So if necessary, I'll do it."

"Haha, why fight over something like this? It's natural for us older folks to do it. Besides, General Yao Guang might even want to take the lead himself!"

……

space station.

Black Tower's eyes flickered, and he remained silent for a long time until he finished his coffee.

She looked at the light screen, gazing at Zandal across the void, and sighed deeply: "Hmm... creating the All-Knowing One, and then destroying Him with your own hands, in the end, judging from the result alone, you, senior, have spent your whole life striving to destroy the galaxy."

"Everyone knows that we will eventually lose in the battle against curiosity. But in your extreme regret after creating a god, do you also harbor the same hatred for 'curiosity'?"

"Even if you can kill the unprecedented 'Perfectionist Zandal,' what will you do when others follow? Even if you cleanse the universe, have you truly solved the problem? Or have you only solved the problem of the person who created it?"

"Ha, how despicable. Who can deny that this is also a form of curiosity?"

The Black Tower stared at the light screen and fell silent once more.

"Huh? The reason Iron Tomb executes Zandal's orders so meticulously is because he doesn't have a head, right?"

Ruan Mei's clear eyes rippled with emotion, and beneath her usually aloof face, her speech quickened.

"What are you going to do?"

"Heh, nothing." Black Tower poured himself another cup of coffee. "Just thought of something fun."

"You tell me, if a genius used all his wisdom to gamble with a slice of Zandal, ruining his plans and saving the entire universe, could this genius be described as 'the only mortal whose wisdom is second only to Zandal, and who managed to defeat the greatest genius'?"

Her joke wasn't cold, but it really made Ruan Mei and Luo Sigu Mu unable to laugh.

What the Black Tower could think of, they could naturally think of as well.

But they couldn't just make up their minds so easily.

Conscience—Zandar had pinpointed the Black Tower's weakness, but at this moment, it unexpectedly became the key to breaking the deadlock.

In theory, any genius can become the "leader," but which one would actually risk their life for something beyond mere curiosity?

Similar ideas have sprung up silently and intermittently throughout the galaxy.

Lai Gushi's declaration of war caused a great stir.

Some wanted to surrender, while others were terrified.

But there are still some people who, without prior agreement, are trying every possible means to fight Iron Tomb to the death!

They were even surprised to discover that as long as they weren't afraid of death, all they lost was their lives, but there was so much more they could do.

Amidst a mix of trepidation and excitement.

The light curtain finally rose.