Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

A sigh came from the figure of the dreamer who was about to disappear.

He failed. The unexpected turn of events rendered his long-term planning futile, turning all his preparations into nothing.

With the decree already issued, his avatar in this place has only two final words left to say.

"Lord of Dreams, all your actions are said to be righteous, so I ask you, how will the order you speak of judge the sins you have committed!"

Amidst the dazzling, radiant light, Lin Yuan's figure slowly rose to the surface. He held the Star Core in one hand, his golden eyes looking down upon the Gopherwood.

"Ha, the victor is king and the loser is villain. My life's work has come to an end today. Isn't my retribution right now?"

The dreamer shook his head slightly, his voice tinged with bitterness.

“It’s not that simple, Gopher. I know your past, I know why you embarked on the path of order, I even know your resentment, your anger, your fear. So, witness—”

As Lin Yuan grasped it in his hand, a strong light burst forth from the star core.

"I will use this culprit that has affected everything in Pinocchio to bring you the final judgment, where all the causes and effects of things will be settled."

As his voice rang out, the entire essence of the Oak Dream, and even the primordial dream realm, began to surge and converge toward this place.

"I will summon the force that will influence the major turning point in your life, the ultimate retribution for betraying harmony. The destruction of harmony, the destruction of harmony."

Lin Yuan threw the star core into the sky, and the light instantly shot into the heavens. Then, a huge phantom slowly emerged around it.

"Come, witness this, for this is another terror I bring to the people of Pinocchio, the judge I have summoned for your sins, the Great Lord of Annihilation who was rekindled from the embers of the Infinite Kingdom in the past—Star Howl!"

In an instant, the figure became clear.

Countless memories converged upon it, outlining a figure with long, white-purple hair cascading down like starlight, and a luminous star halo surrounding its face.

The instant it took shape, a surging, destructive pressure began to envelop the entire primordial dreamscape as if it were a tangible force.

"How is this possible?"

Seeing this, the dreamer muttered to himself, a chill creeping into his heart. He looked at Lin Yuan, speechless for a moment.

"who are you?"

A moment later, Gopher asked the question he most wanted to know before he disappeared.

"It won't hurt to tell you."

In the air, Lin Yuan's figure shone brightly, his aura surging.

"If there are no threats and no great enemies, how can the concept of preservation be demonstrated? If there can only be one order in this universe, then that order can only be preservation!"

He ascended into the air, with the phantom of Xingxiao silently circling behind him.

"I am the Protector of the World, and I shall slay all enemies in the world."

Looking at the scene before him, the dreamer felt an immense sense of irony and mockery from fate.

"Guardian of the Order? Hah, what a cruel twist of fate. So you didn't come to disrupt order, but to steal it. An ant plotting against a star god, truly..."

He lowered his head and smiled with relief.

"It seems that in the end, dust returns to dust, and ashes to ashes."

After she finished speaking, Xingxiao raised her jade arm and pointed downwards.

In the blink of an eye, the dreamer's figure, along with everything around him, was submerged in the purple light and vanished without a trace.

This is the first act of Pinocchio's creation—the final judgment.

............

Meanwhile, in the Pinocchio Grand Theatre in the sky, after navigating the dreamscape created by Sunday, the train crew is finally able to face Sunday directly.

"On that day, all living beings cried out, 'You define all living beings by order, and we are merely your puppets.' Therefore, all people gathered together and plunged the god into the fiery pit of destruction."

As the chanting of scriptures filled the air on Sunday, Xing and the others stepped onto the stage of the Grand Theatre.

"Welcome to the heart of this beautiful dream, the core of the star, the grand stage of the Harmonious Music Ceremony, and also the battlefield where the future will be decided."

Sunday turned around, and the light and shadow of order shone upon him, making him appear majestic and sacred.

So, are you all ready?

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Chapter 325 Camels, Lions, and Babies

"Gentlemen, you have come here because you have already understood the true meaning of order from my past."

On Sunday, with a calm expression, he offered his final piece of advice to the person before him.

Before this, he had already destroyed the avatar of the Dream Lord's decree that had remained by his side. Now, he was the final and ultimate protagonist of this Harmonious Ceremony.

"The Harmonious Music Ceremony is about to begin, and it would be a pity if this new chapter of order were not with you all present. In addition, you all need to show me your beliefs here. Only by embracing ideals can we bring blessings to all beings."

So it is said on Sunday.

“Mr. Sunday.” Himeko frowned when she saw the strong sense of conviction on his face.

"No matter how ideal and blissful the order you describe may be, the cage created by that order is still a cage."

"That's right, what kind of paradise is it to keep all living beings slumbering under order? Humans are nothing more than toys of the star gods!"

March also put her hands on her hips and echoed righteously.

"Ha. It seems you all misunderstood my ideas."

On Sunday, her eyes were lowered, and she slowly opened her arms.

"What I want has never been to resurrect the Star God, nor to ascend to godhood. What I want to do is create a paradise that has no Star God, only order, and belongs only to us humans!"

Amidst the loud voices, a clear female voice rang out:

"So, in your so-called paradise for humanity, where do you place yourself?!"

The gray-haired girl pressed her hat brim and slowly raised her head. Her golden eyes reflected the other person's figure as if burning with flames.

As soon as the words fell, Sunday glanced at her, somewhat surprised.

This girl, whom he remembered as taciturn, could actually utter such a resounding question?

"Since neither of us can convince the other, let's settle this on the battlefield."

On Sunday, he turned around and slowly walked toward the curtain behind the stage.

"Why is this guy so stubborn? I can't persuade him no matter what I do." March stomped her foot in frustration.

"If he doesn't want to become a star god but wants to create a paradise on his own, then if he encounters a power he can't resist, wouldn't everyone perish with him?"

The girl watched Sunday's relentless pace, her voice echoing around her.

“March, you’re right. In the end, he still wants to control all living beings with his own power.” Himeko said in a deep voice, then chuckled with a hint of helplessness.

"But aren't we all, whether it's him or us, just fools who relentlessly pursue our ideals as we walk the path of fate?"

"In that case, let's answer him with our actions."

Xing suddenly clenched his fist and watched as the entire stage gradually dimmed.

The curtain slowly rose, and brilliant light illuminated Sunday's face, leaving no gloom behind.

He stopped and turned to speak:

"Friends, please listen to my question once more. Are day and night equal? ​​Are the righteous and the sinner equal? ​​If man is born weak, where shall the weak find peace?"

As his voice faded, a massive puppet of order descended from the sky and landed on the stage.

A majestic and solemn light shone down from the sky, and Sunday's figure seemed to float into the air as if being baptized. As he tuned the strings, the Harmonious Music Ceremony officially began.

The puppet of order was already locked in battle with the train that had tried to stop him, and Sunday, rising high into the sky, silently thought:

"I will become the sun, and all things will grow brilliantly under my light."

He was bathed in the bright light, and not only was his body illuminated, but the gloom and doubt in his heart were also dispelled.

The camel, once mired in the suffering of the world, gradually grew into a bright and steadfast lion. And now, this lion has finally awakened, reaching the original state of the infant.

His gaze was rising, and his field of vision was expanding.

The power of the Harmonious Commander is gathering, and he is usurping the embodiment of Harmony.

Sunday's consciousness enveloped the entire theater, and soon continued to spread outwards, reaching towards midnight.

He saw everything from his dream, everything he despised yet wanted to benefit and save.

"The day of no doubt has arrived. From now on, the entire dream will become my dream. I will only wait for the locust plague awakened by the dream master to grow stronger, and amidst the cries of fear, I will become the ultimate bearer."

Soon, his consciousness had spread into the primordial dream realm.

As he expected, the moment his consciousness probed into it, he felt that primal, innate fear. It came from the swarms of insects...

"Ok?"

On Sunday, I suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

There was no swarm of insects; only a figure exuding a strong aura of destruction stood between this primordial dream world.

The aura of destruction enveloped everything as if it were a tangible entity, casting a heavy shadow over the hearts of all those who entered the dream.

Furthermore, this aura of destruction continued to spread outwards, even beginning to affect the twelve o'clock position.

Ordinary dreamers develop an instinctive fear under this kind of pressure from the level of life, while believers in harmony feel as if they have encountered a natural enemy.

A prophecy that was almost forgotten by everyone is now spreading wildly in this dream, or being awakened from the depths of everyone's memory:

Pinocchio will be destroyed during the Harmonious Music Festival.

Now, destruction has truly arrived.

"Mr. Gopher, have you failed?"

Sunday murmured to himself as he realized all this, staring at the enormous figure with a resolute chill in his heart.

"It's alright, it's all the same. The fear of all living beings has been awakened. Whether it's the locust plague that plagues the world or the Great Lord of Annihilation, if they obstruct my path, I will have no choice but to take action and defeat them one by one."

His thoughts began to return, and his compassionate gaze fell upon the fearful masses.

"Soon, soon I will be able to deliver you from this fear and let you enjoy eternal peace and happiness."

When I opened my eyes again, Sunday's perspective returned to the Grand Theatre.