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Black clouds began to float above the islands of the entire floating continent.

It was as if some grand voice had begun to sing in the world.

In just a few minutes, the thick fog almost completely covered the sky above this floating continent.

“This…” Nigolan had no idea what kind of magic or technology could have caused this situation.

Her gentle and composed demeanor crumbled, and she asked in a trembling voice, "You...this..."

"Don't worry, I'm just attracting certain people to come here. After all, I don't have time to go to Island Number One to find the founder of your floating island, so I can only let them come to me."

After Zhongli finished speaking, he closed his eyes. The wooden table in front of him slowly transformed into a heavy bluestone table, and a pot of tea naturally floated up from the stone table.

Several stone teacups appeared naturally in front of the others.

"Please have some tea and wait a moment."

Kyosuke Takasaka and Bell exchanged a glance and remained silent.

Nigolan wanted to say something, but then stopped herself.

And so, silence fell over the fairy's warehouse.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Opportunity for Salvation

The wait wasn't too long.

Before Zhongli had even finished his cup of tea, the enormous airship rapidly approached Island 68.

The specially made high-speed airship traversed numerous distances in less than an hour and arrived above Island No. 68.

Then, the two humanoid beings landed directly on the un-docked airship.

One of them had a fierce look in his eyes, a sturdy build, an old face, and wore a pure white robe.

One of them was a distinctive member of the Cat Clan, with a black and white tail swaying behind her, and dressed in a flowing maid outfit. However, what was particularly eye-catching was the enormous skull she held in her arms, emitting black flames.

Thump! Thump!

After two muffled thuds, the two figures landed on the ground and saw Zhongli and the others drinking tea at the bluestone table.

The long-bearded sage Swann Kandel frowned as he glanced at the group of people drinking tea.

Ultimately, their attention settled on Zhong Li.

He could sense that although the two people beside Zhongli were also unusual, one possessed a strange power completely different from the magic of this world, and the other did not even have a trace of magic in his body—in this world, no matter how strange a race is, there is always magic in their body.

However, their unusual behavior was completely different from that of Zhongli, who was sitting in the center.

It was only because these two beings, the Great Sage Swan Kandel and the Earth God Black Candle, who were once at the pinnacle of the world, had witnessed the strength of others, that they knew how extraordinary this young man before them was.

He simply sat there, and it was as if the entire planet was enveloped by him; he merely sipped his tea, and it was as if he were devouring the whole world.

The calm in his pale golden pupils seemed sufficient to face the birth and death of the universe.

On the matter of experiencing anomalies, Black Candle Lord has more authority to speak than the Great Sage Swann Kandel, after all, his former master, the Star Gods, were beings with powerful souls who could distort reality simply by appearing on a planet.

Even Lu Ai Ke, the last immature star god, whose beloved little princess could knock down and never rise again when facing the strongest human warrior with a simple, non-aggressive thought.

Even a star god like this, before the soul of this being before him, is like a small carp facing a colossal whale.

The vast difference in their spiritual essence meant that this being could distort the entire world simply by sitting there, but the world was not distorted, which meant that this being could perfectly restrain its power.

This is something an immature Star God could never do.

"Hello." The great sage Swan Kandel took two difficult steps forward and stood before Zhongli, nodding slightly: "Great alien god."

"Hello, creator of this floating continent." Zhongli turned around and politely returned the greeting.

The great sage Swann Kandel, seeing that the other party had actually given him a rational and polite reply, asked with some excitement, "What brings you here? Why have you descended upon our world?"

"Sorry, I got a little excited."

"But your answer is indeed very important to our world, Great Star God."

Zhongli glanced at him, then at the black skull crouching in the cat-headed maid's arms, and said calmly, "I have another guest invited. Please wait a moment."

After saying this, Zhongli waved his hand, and the bluestone table extended forward without any abruptness. Almost at the same time that the Great Sage Swan Kandel realized the bluestone table had appeared, he unconsciously sat down in front of it.

"Um???"

He gasped in surprise.

Compared to him, Black Candle Master had broader knowledge and knew more. He knew the reason for the appearance of this seemingly natural stone table: Zhongli's soul was so vast that it affected both reality and their own souls, causing their souls to be attracted and assimilated by Zhongli.

So the pure black skull readily accepted this state, sitting upright on the table—or rather, placed on the bluestone table, like a skull ornament emitting black flames.

He slowly channeled his black flames, engulfing the cup of tea in front of him.

"Ok??"

A cool and soothing sensation immediately entered his soul, and the power he had used to support the entire floating continent was noticeably replenished at this moment.

If he could support the entire continent for 30 years just now, he can probably support it floating in the air for about 31 years now.

"Oh~~!"

The flame on the black skull flickered in a human-like manner, then suddenly swept up the cup and poured it entirely into its skull.

The black flames suddenly erupted, and a surge of rich life force began to flow across the black skull.

Black Candle Master felt his soul, which had been as withered as a dried-up corpse, slowly revive as if it had been infused with sweet rain.

He even had a feeling that if he could drink this tea every day, he might be able to return to his prime in a year or two.

Seeing his state, the great sage Swan Kandel seemed to realize what was happening and sat down to pick up the blanket in front of him.

A few seconds later, he also showed the same expression as Black Candle Master.

"This thing~~~~"

His eyes shone with an eerie light, for he felt as if he had already transformed into an immortal being, and that he felt like a living person the moment he drank the tea.

Just as the two of them were silently drinking tea, a huge noise once again rang out in the sky above Floating Island No. 68.

The sound was even louder than that of a supersonic airship. Zhong Li glanced over casually, then nodded slightly in satisfaction.

The people he was waiting for had all arrived, and now the talks could begin.

As he had this thought, the sound from the sky grew closer and closer, and the enormous noise generated by exceeding the speed of sound reached everyone's ears.

In less than a few seconds, the man with orange-red hair who had been flying at high speed in the sky landed.

He looked at Zhongli with a surprised expression, then at the great sage Swan Kandel and the Black Candle Master, who were also sitting at the table, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hey, old friend, what's wrong with you today?"

"The eighteenth generation of the regular hero, Nils? You're not dead?? No, no. Why haven't you died as a human?? This doesn't make sense!!!" The great sage Swan Kandel stood up abruptly in surprise.

Black Candle Duke exclaimed in surprise, "Star God from another land, you're still on this planet! You...!"

“Hahaha, I’ve been here all along.” Niels laughed, then waved to the Great Sage Swan Kandal: “Little Swan, you’ve had a tough five hundred years. I’m sorry I haven’t been in touch with you. And to curse me to die the moment we met is really not something a junior should say.”

We weren't the best of friends before.

"Hmm?? You, Star God of the Foreign Land, were once a legitimate hero of humanity??" Black Candle Lord was increasingly surprised.

"Hahaha, it seems everyone is quite surprised." The former regular hero laughed twice, and without any hesitation, sat down at the bluestone table, picked up a cup of tea that no one else was drinking, and gulped down two mouthfuls.

Then his eyes lit up: "This is good stuff! Even back in my hometown, I might not have been able to drink this many times. I never thought I would have the chance to drink it today."

After saying that, he gulped down the tea in two mouthfuls, then turned to Zhongli and asked casually, "Is there any more?"

"Of course, please." Zhongli tapped the table lightly with a calm expression, and a light blue teapot appeared naturally in front of everyone, rising out of thin air and filling all the teacups in front of them.

After performing this action, Zhongli turned his body.

He naturally faced the three people he had invited.

"Greetings, everyone."

Zhongli nodded slightly to them: "I have just arrived on this planet and am very interested in its current state. So I took the liberty of inviting you all here."

"By the way, I came to this planet not only because of my own interest, but also thanks to the invitation of my friend, the Golden Fairy named Cortoline."

"She gave me a simple description of the world and its events, which sparked my interest in this planet, leading to this trip."

"These two are my friends, Kyosuke Takasaka and Bell from another world. What we're talking about is none of their business for now."

"This is the premise for my summons of you all."

At this point, Zhongli pondered for a moment, then reached out to Niels and said, "This person over here is the strongest being I have sensed on this floating continent. His soul has undergone a qualitative change and has reached the level of a god."

Then he pointed at the Great Sage Swan Kandel: "These two are the most important pillars to ensure that this floating archipelago will not fall, and they are also among the strongest in the world."

"You flatter me!" Niels chuckled twice and replied, "I'm just an ordinary Star God who can't go home or protect the people I love in this world. Don't give me such a big title, great being."

Upon hearing this, even the great sage Swann Kandel couldn't help but look over.

Although they had already guessed many of Niels' identities from the conversation, they still couldn't help but sigh when he admitted it.

"Nils, the God of Stars... I never expected that you, Nils, a former regular hero, would actually be the God of Stars. This is truly explosive news."

"I wonder if Lila Aspley and William Kmesh know that their master is actually the Star God. After all, to save this world, they..."

Before she could finish speaking, Niels impatiently interrupted her: "They knew, they knew who I was, and they still made that choice."

"Even though they all tried, the world was still destroyed. It's that simple."

Niels laughed, his voice carrying a strange undertone.

“I cannot stop the end of the world.” Niels’ smile gradually calmed down: “I was the one who founded the True World Fantasy Choir, which developed the technology to re-cover human souls with the corpse of the Star God. I was also the one who guided Lira Aspley.”

"However, the world is not going to end."

"It's that simple."

"They tried everything they could, but still failed, still perished."

Upon hearing his words, the great sage Swann Kandel frowned slightly. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but was silenced by Nils's next words.

“I originally suggested to Lila that I use my soul as a cover. Although it is not as good as Lu Aike’s soul, it can still sustain the existence of humanity for thousands of years.”

“But Lila didn’t agree, did she?” The Great Sage Swan Kandel also calmed down.

He knew his anger was unjustified. To be honest, he had investigated the truth behind the destruction of humanity and knew that after the True World Fantasy Choir stole the body of the last Star God, Lu Aiko, they had devised a plan to grind her soul into powder and cover it on all of humanity to prevent the apocalypse.