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

The repeated sounds of "Aha" echoed throughout the universe, followed by a bright beam of moonlight, curved into an arc, stretching across the material world.

The moonlight resembled a smiling face, a weeping face, and even more like a horizontal scimitar, carrying a mad and joyful laugh as it headed straight for the coming of destruction.

"Hahaha, Nanuk, I've brought you joy!"

Then, a deeper sound surged from the earth, as if the earth's mantle had first surged, as if the tectonic plates of the earth had been drawn out from lava and chaos.

The colossal Amber King, supporting everything, raises its massive, solid arms high, strong enough to withstand and create everything.

It was like an endless burst of power, like countless mantles of the earth rumbling.

With the silence of countless years, and with the anger of protecting everything.

Heading towards the spiritual realm, Cripper's unchanging hammer slammed down!

Where the hammer struck, a storm of power and light swept through everything in the chaos.

Centered on the hammerhead, a brand-new material universe was created out of thin air in the spiritual world.

Destruction and harmony were "materialized" in that instant.

"The health bar is showing up?"

Lin Yuan did not miss this opportunity. All the possibilities of failure that the Venerable One had set aside were gathered and refined by the Transcendent Destiny. The Transcendent Sun slowly descended before the eyes of the gods.

Ragnarok has come!

In the newly formed material universe, Hippe and Nanook simultaneously manifested. Then came the setting of a sun.

In an instant, all matter in this desolate material universe was refined and shattered, along with parts of Nanuk and Hipe's divine bodies.

The radiance shattered, the harmonious glow suddenly dimmed, and a crack appeared in the unity of the three.

Nunu's body was covered in fine or grotesque golden cracks.

Golden divine blood splattered, splattering in destruction. Nanuk suffered an unprecedented blow.

But even amidst his wounds, the golden flames in his eyes burned even brighter.

The flames carried an rage that wanted to destroy everything, a will to destroy everything, and a madness that wanted to destroy everything.

Golden flames roared from His broken body, burning it even more mangled and terrifying.

Nanook is setting himself on fire; he is bringing destruction upon himself.

He will destroy everything—destroy the Star Gods, destroy destiny, destroy the past and the future. Only in this way—

Only then can true salvation be brought to everything!

Only then can we bring true hope to everything!

When a star god sacrifices himself to his own destiny, destruction becomes an indisputable truth.

then--

The moment of destruction has arrived; the end of destruction has come.

At an infinite height, an eternally unchanging wheel suddenly appeared and began to turn slowly.

The roulette wheel is inscribed with all the inevitable outcomes, and the past and future constantly revolve around it.

This is an unchangeable destiny, a fate already ordained, a hopeless future that even the Star God cannot escape.

He is the final enemy, the strongest enemy, the enemy that must be overcome.

The last king.

Raise the Wheel of Time and destroy the world.

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Chapter 511 Countdown to the End

The final ticking of the clock.

When the destructive burnt offering ignites everything, the Last King arrives as promised.

One star god was destroyed, and another star god was born.

The cycle of beginning and end of time continues endlessly, and the universe has once again reached its destined conclusion.

In the utter silence, the previously turbulent spiritual and material worlds, and the warring star gods, all came to a halt. Everything seemed to have been put on pause.

The hands moved slowly, and the wheel of time gradually approached midnight.

A dark twilight descended, enveloping everything in sight.

This is a chaotic world, and at dusk, there are no familiar faces.

Beneath the roulette wheel, the figure of the Last King appeared like a dark shadow, and then transformed into a human form.

On His head, a pair of eyes slowly opened, gazing at everything before Him.

What kind of eyes were those? Calm and empty, devoid of sorrow or joy, like the moment when the last page of a story is closed.

Lin Yuan's eyes reflected the image of the last king, and a heavy feeling rose in his heart.

"I saw it, your fall."

Not long ago, Elio's parting words came to mind.

Now, the Last King appears before us, and what he sees is perhaps this very moment?

Does this mean that His path to transcendence will also end here? His fall is imminent.

No, absolutely not.

Lin Yuan instantly dismissed the thought, and the heaviness transformed back into calm and strength.

Even if the end is near and there is no way forward, so what? It will simply pave the way for those who come after!

As dusk fell, everything around became dim and hazy.

The majestic figures and grand scenes of those star gods vanished completely. The world was empty; everything—spirit, matter, time, and space—had come to an end, leaving only Lin Yuan and the Last King.

As the sun shone brightly, a beam of light flickered and then transformed into Lin Yuan's body.

Feeling the complete control over his body, Lin Yuan clenched his fist. No matter what, human form was still the most comfortable to use.

And He will face the final enemy in human form!

"The last king?"

Looking at the figure in front of him, Lin Yuan slowly took a step and walked towards him.

He asked a question. But the other party did not respond, only remained silent, and a pair of deep eyes shone in the darkness.

The light in those eyes was like the last embers after the entire universe had been extinguished.

"Since there's nothing to say, let's see who's the best."

Seeing this, Lin Yuan no longer hesitated. He flashed forward and threw his fist.

Even if space has lost its direction, the direction He points to is forward!

At the end of the world, when only two beings remain, the battle loses its destructive nature and returns to its most primal form.

Only the rotating pointer high above kept turning, as if silently counting down the battle.

As the light approached, the dark figure of the end slightly sidestepped the incoming fist.

The fist grazed the blurry human figure, but in the other's eyes, Lin Yuan saw his own reflection.

"tick"

The clear chimes rang in my ears, and the last hand of the clock jumped forward one notch.

The next instant, Lin Yuan saw his own end in those ember-like gazes.

A timeline represents the arrival of the end, which is the nothingness of the four ends.

Lin Yuan saw that after He missed his punch, as the Last King simply raised his hand, the pitch-black void instantly swallowed everything, bringing about the inevitable end.

His form fell into nothingness, his consciousness sank, and his possibilities returned to silence. This was the inevitable ending, like a pre-written script.

But Lin Yuan's body did not collapse.

Because the power of transcendence was activated at that moment, He saw that moment of nothingness, and at the same time saw another possibility. Change occurred, and a timeline was born out of thin air.

Possibilities burst forth from His fist, opening a crack in infinite space and time.

At the last moment before the Void End took effect, Lin Yuan changed direction, thrusting his left knee upwards and ramming into the arm that the End King was about to raise.

The trajectory of the last king's raised hand was interrupted; His outline took a half step back, and His blurred face seemed to change slightly.

The game is now tied again, but the pointer on the roulette wheel has moved forward one more space.

This time, Lin Yuan felt as if he were melting into the ocean of the end, becoming one with it—this was the harmonious end.

But His movements did not stop there; He followed up with a second move.

As Lin Yuan continued to engage in close combat with his opponent, his fists, elbows, and knees flew like phantoms, leaving no room for the opponent's possibilities.

As the timelines of the end times emerge one by one, new timelines are constantly created and destroyed as they clash with each other.

As their figures continued to intertwine, their forms were like reflections in water, scattered and then reassembled.

Lin Yuan wasn't wasting his time. Every time he hit his opponent, he would use his superior power to create a sliver of possibility to defeat them.

As battles accumulate, once the probability reaches a certain critical point, it can influence the balance of victory or defeat.

But the Last King had clearly anticipated this; every time Lin Yuan was about to strike, a final bell tolled. The next second, the end of time appeared in different timelines.

In response, Lin Yuan would always change his tactics in advance, covering the old path that had not yet occurred with new possibilities before the end declared His failure.

This was a difficult and protracted process of mutual struggle and wear and tear. The two figures were locked in a fierce battle in the boundless darkness. There was no sound, the light was dim, and only the ticking of the hands grew more and more frequent.

The fifty-seventh final bell tolled.

This signifies the arrival of the fifty-seventh moment of the universe's end.

The fifty-seven universes fell silent, and the heavy fate of the destruction of the fifty-seven worlds gradually weighed on Lin Yuan, bringing unimaginable power of the end.

Lin Yuan suddenly felt his breathing become heavy, a feeling he thought he would never feel again after ascending to godhood.

This is the wear and tear from the end times, like a bone-deep wound, each collision with the other making His existence a little more vulnerable.