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Although he was determined to see Amis with his own eyes no matter what, Rast had already prepared for the worst... He knew that Amis was now dominated by the will of "judgment" that had revived in the Star Grail. The one who appeared before him was not the girl from Canaan, but an angel of judgment who was left with only the instinct of killing and destruction.

However, Amis's gentle touch on his cheek instantly cleared his mind... At this moment, countless scenarios emerged in his mind, even including the possibility that the "Angel of Judgment" had read Amis's past memories and had taken such a action to paralyze him.

But soon, these speculations were rejected one by one by Last himself -

The moment he saw those slightly weak sky-blue eyes, Rast knew that the girl standing in front of him was that girl, and he would never make a mistake.

Rast's operation of completing the mission and exiting the night world froze, but Dean Yin's action was still continuing.

Its ability was activated the moment the incident happened. Its big furry tail wrapped around Rast's waist, trying to carry him away into the subspace.

However, almost at the same time, Amys stretched out her slender white fingers and snapped them.

The next moment.

click-

The sound of something breaking echoed clearly above the ruins.

A deep hole appeared in the dark sky, like a spider web-like crack spreading in the void.

Immediately afterwards, Dean Yin's "Subspace Stealth", which had been half-activated, froze in place and shattered.

"Nice to meet you. You must be the Dean Silver that Last mentioned..."

"Thank you very much. According to Lust... at that point in time in this world, in that world where I couldn't reach and couldn't be by his side, it was you who stayed by his side the entire time, helping him, from being an outsider, gradually integrate into the life of this world."

Amis's clear voice was like the ringing of wind chimes at midnight, rippling across the desolate steel ruins.

"However, this is our first reunion outside of Canaan after so many years..."

"So, please be patient, Dean Yin—"

Her soft voice seemed to be explaining, but also like a confession.

"I have a lot to say to him..."

……

Under the stars, above the earth.

Rust and Amis sat on the collapsed watchtower, on the ruins of the steel jungle, talking to each other.

At the end of the pure black dome, the bright moon is so quiet, yet so warm.

It was as if I had been transported back to the beautiful yet remote border town of Canaan many years ago...

The white skirt fluttered in the breeze, the laughter was as clear as midnight wind chimes, and the light golden hair rose and fell.

"So, according to what you said, Xiao Ai..."

"The 'Omnic Disaster' actually existed and was a historical event that occurred in the Sixth Epoch?"

Last sat on the steel of the ruins, listening to the story of the blonde girl beside him, and expressed his calm doubts.

"Ah."

Amys nodded: "This history is real."

"At that time, I was just before achieving the status of an Angel of Judgment, a time of the most difficult and oppressive nature... The original will of the Judgment Star Cup revived deep within my soul, and the pure urge to kill and destroy nearly drove my mind into a frenzy."

"Even though I tried my best to suppress it, the aftermath of the Star Cup's rampage still brought irreversible impacts to this world."

"In the original, prehistoric history—this 'Omnic Disaster' lasted a full ten years. Those omnics, dominated by the Judgment Star Cup's rules and conceptual abilities... transformed into weapons of slaughter, sweeping across the entire Western Continent for a full ten years. Only then did my soul complete its transformation, repressing the Judgment Star Cup's disordered will and restoring everything to normal."

"Although the vast majority of humanity sought refuge in the secondary dimension at the time, this disaster was etched into history and cannot be denied."

"Then why, amidst the same historical echoes, are you able to act in a way that contradicts the original history... According to correct history, you should still be in the state of a ruthless Judgment Angel on the rampage, unable to recognize any relatives, and unable to discern this guy's identity at all, right?"

Dean Yin shook the big snow-white tail in Rast's hand and couldn't help but interrupt.

At this moment, it was squatting obediently in Rast's palm, with clear eyes as if it was really a pet mink.

Suddenly, its eyes widened as if it had suddenly realized something: "So that's how it is—at this point in time, you have successfully ascended to the angel level..."

"Angels possess an extremely domineering uniqueness. So even at these past moments, the moment you become an angel, you are no longer weak, and you still retain your current will, correct?"

"Yeah, that's right."

Amys nodded slightly.

"From the moment I became an angel, throughout the entire river of time, all individuals related to me, no matter how weak or powerful, regardless of the coordinates of time and space... there will only be one 'Amis'."

"I was myself in the past, and I will still be myself in the future. We have a unified will and no distinction."

She looked into Rast's eyes with her beautiful sky-blue eyes.

"Of course, even angels still need to maintain the original development inertia of history. Once the original historical trend is rewritten, the angels will also suffer the backlash of the "historical correction force." The greater the extent of the rewriting, the stronger the backlash of the correction force will be. "

"But……"

"Even if you know that it is history, even if you know that you have prepared a way out, you will not be hurt by it."

"but--"

"How could I possibly hurt you with my own hands?"

"Even if this is the most logical development under the established historical trend..."

"However, I am the only one who doesn't want to."

Chapter 219 We Meet in Canaan (5k4)

Amy's voice was like a gurgling stream, gentle and melodious.

But her voice carries a warmth that is enough to melt icebergs, flowing from the distant past to the present.

It was not until this moment that Last finally understood Amis's current situation.

Time and years are like a long river that flows endlessly from ancient times to the present.

However, in the long river of time, there is also the concept of "current node".

After the "current node", the long river of time is like a big tree called time, branching out infinitely and having countless tributaries... Every tiny difference in details, every change in possibility, will give rise to a brand new branch of the future.

However, before the "current node", there is only one main road in the long river of time, which is the so-called established history, which is the history that has already happened, been recorded, and been confirmed.

For most lives, being in the long river of time, they are like a piece of gravel or sand in the river, and can only follow the flow of time, constantly drifting from top to bottom.

In this process of passing, gravel and sand will continue to be washed away by the river water, so that the originally perfect body and soul at birth will be constantly imprinted with the mark of time, gradually becoming tired, aged, and weathered... until they are completely old and enter death.

However, among the trillions of living beings who are like grains of sand, drifting in the river of time and constantly struggling to cross, there are very few exceptions.

After a long struggle, struggle and search, they finally broke free from the shackles of time, just like a stubborn stone standing in the river. No matter how the long river of time washes and beats it, the stubborn stone always maintains its original appearance. It does not need to drift with the flow like sand, nor will it be eroded, weathered and aged by the washing of the river.

They already have the qualifications to escape from the long river of time and reign supreme over time... They are the beings that the legendary gravekeeper Noah spoke of, those beings that are not bound by the changes of eras and can be truly immortal.

That is, the so-called "angels".

Only creatures of legendary rank have the ability to feel the passage of time in a very one-sided and limited way.

Only true angels can break free from the torrent of time, exist independently in the world, and no longer be affected by the passage of time. No matter how many years pass, their soul and body will always remain intact.

Therefore, although they retain the characteristics of their original race, in fact... every angel has completed the transformation of the essence of life, and has become fundamentally different from the original race that is still trapped in time.

The "uniqueness of time and space" mentioned by Dean Yin and Amys is the embodiment of this difference.

At the moment they become angels, they exist simultaneously in every moment of time, regardless of age, past, present, or future...

For mythical creatures that have truly become angels, there has never been a single moment of weakness in the entire history they have experienced.

Even if someone uses various means to travel through time and space and come to the past when the other party has not yet become an angel but is just a powerless baby, what he will face will also be an angel.

That is why, for true angels, traveling through time and space and rewriting past history... is as easy as eating and drinking.

However, due to the existence of the "historical correction force", very few angels will take the initiative to change the past - although angels can go back in time and escape the long river of time, it does not mean that they can ignore the inertia of that vast river.

It is a vast force that has been flowing from time immemorial to the present day, carrying with it countless epochs, billions of lives, and tens of millions of years. The power of an individual is nothing but a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of that rushing river.

Just like a drowning person, he may be able to rely on his own strength to break free from the current and climb to the shore... But to rewrite the course of a vast river and build a dam to block the river from the sea is a feat that is thousands of times more magnificent than the former.

If one could simply travel through time and space to change some insignificant details of the past, or change the lives of one or two insignificant individuals, perhaps it might be possible... However, the huge wave called the trend of history can never be changed. If someone tries to rewrite the direction of past civilizations, the torrent called "historical correction force" will ruthlessly crush them into dust, even angels are no exception.

In addition, the vast majority of angels are creatures that have survived from the Age of Gods and have already lived through an incalculable number of years... Their perspectives have long since transcended those of earthly beings. They stand higher than ordinary people, and the scenery and world they see are also broader, as if they were gods overlooking the earthly world from the clouds.

After countless years, the divinity of these angels has long surpassed their humanity. They may have witnessed the separation of life and death that ordinary people see thousands of times - except for each other, who are also mythical creatures, and major events such as the change of eras, no one and nothing can stir up waves in their hearts.

Therefore, the vast majority of mythical creatures on the Threshold of Blazing Sky... not only will not take the initiative to travel through time and space to change the past, but will even take the initiative to maintain the past historical inertia and general trend in order to avoid causing waves in the long river of time and being affected by the force of historical correction.

however--

As the saying goes, "There are exceptions to every rule."

Among those angels who have lived in the clouds for a long time, there are exceptions like Amys.

According to the original history, the original course of time... At this moment, Amis should have fallen into a state of rampage, triggering the disaster of the "Omnic Crisis" in the Sixth Epoch.

She should be the angel of judgment who truly controls the rules of "destruction" and "judgment", slaughtering all living beings within her sight, which naturally includes Last and Dean Yin who intruded here.

However, at this moment, Amys refused to carry out all of this.

Even if this is established history, going against the original historical trend will inevitably lead to corrections in the long river of time...

Even though Amis knew that Last and Dean Yin had already made preparations for an emergency escape, even the attack launched by the rampaging "Angel of Judgment" could not really hurt Last in the slightest, they would definitely be able to evacuate safely in the end.

However, Amis still couldn't attack Last.

This was the boy she had once depended on for survival, and he was also the only hope and thought she had in her heart during the long time she spent sleeping in the watchtower while carrying out the "Artificial Angel Project".

Even if it was just a show destined to inflict no harm on anyone, a mere act staged to fool history and cope with the so-called "historical trend"...

But she didn't even want to act.

……

"Xiao Ai, is this... really necessary?"

Last looked at Amis's right hand, which was white and slender, but one could vaguely see some pale silver steel fingers inside.

There was clearly a slight haziness between the blonde girl's fingers.

The bright moonlight shone on her fair face, but the light was slightly distorted, giving it an unnatural hazy feeling.

It was as if time and space were distorted around her.

This abnormal feeling of time and space distortion... may be extremely unfamiliar to others, but to Last, it is very familiar.

Every time he passed through the entrance to the night world, entered the remnants of history, or left the remnants of history, he would experience the same process as Amys at this moment - his body was shrouded in the night, and time and space were distorted, causing waves.

However, this was the first time that Last saw in the night world that, in addition to himself and other night travelers, the indigenous people in the remnants of history also suffered the same time and space disorder.

He understood that this must be the backlash of the so-called "historical correction force" mentioned by Amis.

In the original history, the source of the "Intelligent Scourge" was the judgement angel Amis, who should have gone out of control and slaughtered all living things indiscriminately... but at this moment she chose to recognize Rast, rewriting the original course of history.

In this case, the inertia and corrective force of history were triggered... and backfired on Amis' body, pushing all of history back onto the original, correct historical track.

However, even though the whole body is shrouded in distorted time, it becomes illusory and misty, with a hazy sense of unreality.

But Amys was still smiling.

It was the same gentle smile that Last remembered.

"Of course it's necessary."

"Even if you don't want to admit it, I know it very well..."

"Although on the outside, Rust, you always like to act profound and mysterious, precocious...but in reality, deep down in your heart, you are clearly just a fragile little boy who is afraid of loneliness."

She smiled slightly, and gently stroked the outline of Rast's face with her slender white fingers, with the cold touch of steel.

Deep in those sky-blue eyes, there was undisguised nostalgia and attachment.

"You've clearly gone through countless hardships and such a long time of exploration... after all the ups and downs along the way, you've finally arrived here."

"After a long time, I finally found the truth about Canaan, and finally I can meet him again."

"And what if this reunion after so many years ended with only the angel of judgment being controlled by the Star Grail, leaving behind only the will to destroy and ruin?"

"Even if I saw that cold killing machine attacking me with the face of my loved one facing me..."

"Then even if you don't say it on the surface, Last, you must be sad about this in your heart..."

Amys cupped Luster's cheek and gently pressed his forehead against it.

All that was transmitted through my skin was the cold sensation of Amis's iron body...