The Envoy of Abundance from Onphalus

"Absolutely true!" March 7th nodded vigorously, trying to move the other person with her sincerity.

Sambo immediately chimed in, his tone exaggerated: "Oh my god, Oleg! Just imagine, if that thing succeeds," not only the upper and lower sections, but the entire Beloborg would be finished!

"By then, you, with your subterranean fire, won't even have anywhere to maintain order! Now is a good time for us to cooperate and overcome this difficult period together!"

Danheng calmly added, "Mr. Schwarz of the Mechanical Settlement has agreed to provide support. His legion of automatons is a powerful force against the Rift and potential threats."

After some not-so-easy negotiations, and with the rational analysis of Natasha, the true leader of Earthfire, Earthfire finally agreed.

Soon, the roar of the elevators in the mechanical settlement became more frequent, and sophisticated automated soldiers began to mix and form up with experienced miners and members of the Earthfire from Rock Town.

The entire lower level area was like a long-dormant war machine suddenly awakened, and began to operate efficiently.

The transformative power contained within this united force was so intense that it even penetrated the thick layers of rock, stimulating the star core hidden deep beneath Krippar Castle.

It had once instigated Cocolia to sever ties between the upper and lower classes precisely to divide these two most promising forces of resistance. Now, this had undoubtedly become a noose tightening around its neck.

...

"Hey, gentlemen! Ladies! Wanted posters are plastered all over the streets, and you really dare to swagger around like this?"

Sambo stealthily pulled the three into a narrow alley, avoiding a patrol of guards. "But, hehe, luckily I, old Sambo, have connections and influence."

Through Sambo's "secret" arrangements, the four miraculously returned to the upper district.

The Star Core, naturally, wouldn't stand idly by. Under its control, Cocolia ordered a city-wide curfew and intensified the search. However, the turning point of fate occurred in a mechanical house filled with the smell of machine oil and metal.

The homeowner, Hilva, is a free-spirited mechanic and an old friend of Cocolia. She has long harbored suspicions about her friend's dramatic change.

She took in four people who had nowhere to run, and, based on her knowledge of the garrison commander Jepard, helped persuade the upright officer.

Jepard witnessed the rift's activity escalating abnormally, while High Guardian Cocolia continued to order soldiers to make pointless sacrifices. This was extremely painful for him, the garrison commander.

His resolve had already wavered. In the end, he reluctantly chose to remain neutral, and the Silvermane Iron Guard's search net quietly loosened considerably.

An even bigger surprise occurred during a near-dramatic street encounter—the four of them bumped into Bronya, who was on an inspection tour.

"It's you!" Bronya's exclamation drew attention from those around her.

"Damn it!" Sambo yelled, but his movements were lightning fast. With a flick of his wrist, some kind of specially made hypnotic gas silently spread out.

The next second, he had already hoisted the limp Bronya onto his back and shouted to the other three, "Get out of here!" Taking advantage of the chaos, before the Iron Guard could react, the group disappeared again into the intricate alleyways and retreated back to the lower district.

All of this, naturally, is another significant element in Sambo's script. Since Cocolia is beyond saving, then it's best to protect and invest in the next High Guardian, allowing her to personally experience the plight and power of the Lower Districts.

This is a sure-fire deal for Belloberg's future, as well as for the future business prospects of his father, Sambo.

In the lower district, Bronya, accompanied by Seele, revisited the abandoned orphanage.

The intertwining of long-buried memories and harsh reality ultimately solidified her resolve.

She and Seele, two childhood friends separated since childhood, reunited amidst the complex emotions of their reunion in the ruins, and rediscovered their love for each other.

At the same time, Schwarzroth's computing cores were fully activated, working tirelessly to crack the ancient program that blocked the upper and lower layers.

If successful, his mechanical legions will advance to the ground to confront the Rift head-on. Destroying the Star Core will be left to the Variables. This is his plan for maximizing profits and ensuring maximum security.

With increasing pressure at the front, Jepard became increasingly convinced that there was a huge conspiracy behind it all, and he became more and more compliant with orders from Fort Kripper.

The actual area of ​​control over Cocolia (the core) is shrinking rapidly.

...

The air was thick with the tension of an impending battle. The three train crew members were itching for a fight, preparing for the decisive battle that would determine the fate of the planet.

However, at this moment, the star core hidden deep underground has also been revealed.

[Cocolia, the dawn of a new world is just around the corner... but the forces that hinder us are still gathering... We need to merge, we need to transcend the mundane... Come, become one with me, only then can we cleanse the old world and welcome eternal warmth...]

The seductive whispers penetrated directly into Cocolia's mind, using her remaining will and obsession with the "New World" to lure her toward the final fusion.

The star core understood that exposure was no longer important; only complete destruction could secure its own existence.

All of this did not completely escape the calculations of certain bystanders.

"Heroes, sir!" Sambo rubbed his hands together and approached the train crew who were preparing for battle with a grin. "With a major battle imminent, knowing your enemy is the key to victory. Old Sambo has a suggestion: how about we... try to find out what's going on first? We can't just rush in and risk our lives without any knowledge of the enemy, can we?"

His suggestion sounded reasonable. But no one knew whether it was out of caution or to bring the grand finale of the show to a more dramatic conclusion, as he desired.

……

Chapter One

Golden Branches Through the Ages: Chapter 115 Full-Scale Counterattack

At the summit of Yongdong Ridge, where wind and snow howled, the atmosphere of confrontation was even more biting than the bitter cold of Yalilo-VI.

Bronya Rand gripped her weapon tightly, her gaze filled with sorrow yet unwavering resolve as she looked at her former mother, Cocolia, now bewitched by the Star Core.

“Mother!” Bronya’s voice pierced the cold wind, carrying an undeniable resolve. “We are the guardians chosen by the people of Beloborg! Our duty is to protect the world that humanity has built and continued to this day! We are not gods, and we have no right to play the role of deciding the fate of all living beings!”

Cocolia hovered in mid-air, surrounded by ominous ice crystals and imaginary energy. Her eyes were cold and no longer as warm as before: "The old order is destined to decay, Bronya."

"Only through utter destruction can we usher in the pure new world promised by the star core. You... cannot stop it."

“To trample humanity underfoot while calling oneself a god and a judge… I will never allow such a thing!” Bronya stepped forward, looking fearlessly into those eyes filled with false light.

"It's not too late to turn back now! Please come back with us and let our friends on the Star Train seal the source of this disaster—the Star Core! Everything will be alright after that."

All of this was made possible by Sambona's well-timed intelligence and "unintentional" guidance, which allowed the train crew to break through the blockade.

He then "coincidentally" learned of Cocolia's movements from Jepard, and finally intercepted her in this slumbering place of the ancient creation engine, just as she was about to undergo her final fusion with the star core.

“Hmph…” Cocolia let out a cold sneer, filled with disappointment and utter alienation. “So… this is your choice, Bronya. What a pity.”

“You could have been one of the creators of the new world, rather than a victim of the old one.”

She slowly raised her arms, and a vast amount of energy began to surge, causing the entire Yongdong Ridge to tremble violently, as if a sleeping ancient beast was awakening.

"I will rewrite the fate of Belloborg! You will all become the first cornerstones of the new world! No destruction, no construction!" she proclaimed, her voice like a winter's judgment. "In the name of the city builders, I command you to rise—the Creation Engine!"

Rumble! The earth cracked open, and an enormous, red-glowing ancient mechanical giant broke through the ice and stood tall. Its huge metal fist, carrying a destructive force, slammed down on the train crew!

……

Meanwhile, thanks to Schwarz's precise calculations and powerful breakthroughs, the passage from the lower to the upper area was finally fully opened!

A torrent of steel—an intelligent mech legion enhanced by the power of Russell—marched in perfect unison, rapidly joining forces with Jepard's most loyal Silvermane Iron Guards, and rushed to the already critical frontline, the Rift Zone, at top speed.

The Star Core sensed the ultimate threat and frantically released its restraints on all the rifts, unleashing countless twisted monsters that surged like a tidal wave against Beloborg's crumbling defenses.

In the outer city, several huge, purplish-red cracks spread out menacingly, like bleeding wounds on a planet, a shocking apocalyptic scene.

However, the tide of battle turned dramatically after Schwarz's mechanical legions joined the fray. These automatons, endowed with extraordinary resilience and coordination by the power of abundance, formed an unbreakable steel line.

They worked seamlessly with the Iron Guards, precisely and efficiently annihilating the surging monsters, and actually managed to push the crumbling defense line forward again!

"Dr. Natasha! This needs bandaging!" "Clara, watch out over there!" In the rear, the temporary medical point set up by Natasha was busy but orderly, while Clara was nervously coordinating the dispatch of logistical supplies and light machinery.

Despite the fierce fighting, the perfect combination of sophisticated machinery and human will miraculously maintained extremely low casualties.

Suddenly, a massive energy surge originating from the direction of Yongdong Ridge shook the entire battlefield, and everyone felt the heart-pounding tremor.

“It’s Bronya and the others…” Clara looked into the distance with worry. “Trust them,” Natasha said firmly, but her hands moved faster. “We must hold this place!”

As if in the final frenzy of the Star Core, the attack of the Rift Monsters intensified several times over in an instant, many defensive lines were on the verge of collapse, more rifts opened up on the edge of the city, and panic began to spread.

As the people of Belloberg fled in panic, they were surprised to see two figures dressed in ways that seemed out of place in this world, resolutely heading against the tide of people toward the front lines where the rift was spreading.

“Ah Jin,” Russell said calmly, his gaze sweeping over the twisted monsters, “it seems you’ll have a good time today. These Rift Creatures are much more durable than the usual Antimatter Legion grunts.”

“Sir, I will do as you say.” Jin replied briefly, his revolvers already cocked.

“After cleaning up this mess, if there’s still time, I’d like to go check on the situation at the Star Core.” Russell said, plunging the emerald green grass spear in his hand into the ground like a javelin. “Now, go and assist the Iron Guard in evacuating the civilians, making sure no one is left behind.”

“Understood. And you?” “Me?” Russell slowly closed his eyes, and a gentle yet vast life force began to gather around him. His voice was soft, but it contained an undeniable power. “Purify this place, and let the filth of destruction be completely driven out of this city.”

Jin nodded, his figure instantly blending into the chaotic battlefield. Gunshots rang out like thunder, accurately targeting the monsters that were harassing the civilians and efficiently guiding the crowd to evacuate.

Russell stood still, feeling the painful groans of the earth beneath his feet and the terrified cries of countless creatures.

The sound pierced him, and it was this sound that ultimately made him decide to step out of the train and into the mortal world.

Just like the path he took in Onphalus.

“My name is Huaixiu. I am blessed by the Medicine Master and destined for a life of abundance.” His voice was not loud, but it strangely calmed the panic of all the fleeing people.

His voice was like a spring breeze sweeping across an icy plain, warm and full of life: "In the name of the Divine Messenger of the Medicine Master, I declare that the suffering of Beloborg will end today!"

A magnificent emerald green light surged outwards in all directions from the spear he had planted in the ground, like a tangible wave!

Wherever it passed, the snow melted, the earth rejuvenated, and the hideous rift in the realm contracted and collapsed violently as if it were being scorched. Under the impact of this extreme life force, the roaring monsters of the rift melted and disintegrated into nothingness, just like ice and snow exposed to the sun.

In a short moment, the crisis that threatened Belloborg was forcibly contained and purified by his own power.

This is the interpretation of abundance: [May all beings obtain what they desire]

……

The battle on Everwinter Ridge has reached its climax. The power of the Creation Engine is beyond imagination; despite the train trio's best efforts, they are still unable to budge this behemoth.

Danheng's spear, March 7's ice arrow, and Xing's baseball bat could only leave shallow marks on its thick armor, and the situation was precarious.

Seele and Bronya, who were also fighting on the sidelines, found themselves in a similar predicament.

Just as the Creation Engine was about to unleash its devastating attack, a beam of light suddenly pierced through the stars on the horizon!

Boom—!!! The Star Train's planet-destroying cannon hit its target precisely. The massive energy impact forced the creation engine to stagger backward, and overloaded arcs of electricity crackled across its enormous body, causing it to visibly stop operating!

"Yay! It's Himeko! Just in time!" March 7th jumped up excitedly.

Himeko's voice, slightly grainy but clear, came through the communicator: "Hello? Can you hear me? The signal here... is really bad..."

"Himeko! You finally remembered us! We thought you were drinking coffee on the train and had forgotten about us!" March Seven almost shouted in response, her tone full of joy at surviving the ordeal.

"How could that be?" Himeko's voice was tinged with laughter. "We've been watching you all along. This expedition was an exceptionally successful one."

She paused, then her tone became more relaxed: "Mr. Russell has already resolved the trouble with Belloberg. So now, the final stage is in your hands."

Star, Danheng, and Sanyueqi exchanged glances as they looked at the ancient machine that had temporarily shut down but was still trying to restart. Their eyes held the same determination.

It must be completely destroyed.

Danheng held his spear level, a blue dragon shadow coiling around its shaft. Three months later, seven arrows were drawn, the six phases of extreme cold coalescing into an unprecedentedly enormous arrow. Seele and Bronya were also ready for their final battle.

Xing took a deep breath, gripped the baseball bat tightly with both hands, and the power to forge her own destiny surged and shone around her.

The five individuals merged their powers into one, transforming into a dazzling shooting star, launching a final, pioneering sprint towards the inevitable end of Beloberg's destiny.

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Chapter two

Golden Branches Through the Ages: Chapter 116 Your Opponent is Me

With everyone's best efforts, Xing finally managed to leap onto the massive platform of the Creation Engine once again, thanks to his agile skills.

Cocolia hovered in mid-air, emanating a suffocating aura. A biting wind swirled around her as if it were alive.

Moisture in the air instantly condensed into countless sharp ice crystals, and destructive imaginary energy leaped across her body like black lightning.

Ultimately, her form underwent a horrific distortion, transforming into a monster constructed of ice and pure destructive energy. Her former appearance was covered by a hideous ice mask, leaving only coldness and madness.

“Listen! This power is surging, it is singing!” Cocolia shouted excitedly, the power already twisting her mind.

"The promise bestowed by the Star Core is the only salvation for this world! Hundreds of years ago, it could drive away the antimatter legions for us, and today, it can also completely erase your existence from history! And then create a new world."

Xing, fearless, gripped his bat and charged forward, unleashing a fierce battle with the resounding clang of metal against metal.

However, Cocolia, having fused with the power of the Star Core, possessed strength far beyond imagination. At a fatal opening, an ice spear, formed from extreme cold and wreathed in ominous black mist, suddenly pierced through Xing's chest!

"Star!" Bronya and March 7 exclaimed simultaneously from below.

Xing tumbled directly off the high platform, his fate unknown for a moment.

A sharp pain struck, and Xing's consciousness was thrown into a strange realm—the narrow passage of fate.

The seven hundred years of suffering and struggle of Belberg, the perseverance and hesitation of generations of guardians, and how Cocolia was gradually eroded by despair and false promises from a mother and leader, and finally became a puppet, flooded into her perception like a tide.

She reached the end of this corridor of consciousness, where a warm, solid will, as weighty as the earth itself, awaited her—the embodiment of Beloborg's guardianship of destiny.

There were no many words, only the direct transmission of conviction. If one continues to hold fast to their beliefs, then draw the flaming spear and continue the fight to defend everything.

Xing understood her choice. She reached out and grasped the flaming spear that symbolized the responsibility and power of the Great Guardian, burning with intense light.