Xing Tie: Wait a minute! How come Weng Xing has two saviors?

"As a savior... heh." Caislana seemed to let out a sneer tinged with complex emotions. "If you only hold such a naive view of things as black and white..."

He shook his head and didn't say anything more, but gave Bai Er one last deep look, "Never mind, you'll soon... understand everything about Caislan and the like."

Without further hesitation, Bai E's eyes sharpened, and he extended his hands forward steadily and firmly!

"Pfft-"

"At dawn," precise and slow, pierced through Caislana's chest.

There was no fierce resistance as expected, nor any death screams.

Only golden blood, like molten gold, flowed down the gleaming blade of the sword, dripping onto the cold ground with a soft "sizzling" sound.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling light burst forth from the spot where the blade pierced Caislana's chest!

That was not pure light, but a torrent composed of countless fragments of memory flashing with images!

That is the accumulation of more than 30 million reincarnations, the intertwining of countless hopes and despairs, all the plans, all the pain, and all the sacrifices of the "Fire Thief"...!

These fragments of memory swirled and gradually merged into Bai E's body.

After an unknown amount of time, Bai E's figure slowly floated off the ground, emanating a profound and powerful aura that was completely different from before.

He slowly opened his eyes, the naivety and innocence of the past gone, replaced by a calm composure born of experience and a sharp insight into the essence of things.

After fully absorbing everything from Caislana, he truly felt how naive and insignificant he had been just moments before, when he had merely chanted the slogan of "savior" and held a simplistic view of good and evil.

Chapter 252 Xi Lian: Mimi should not be my shadow.

Bai'e put away the flame of "Bearing the World," and the weight represented by the name "Kaeslana" was far heavier than Bai'e had imagined.

After all, how could Caislana possibly be merely repeating tragedy in vain during the thirty million cycles of reincarnation?

Bai'er's gaze pierced through the void, looking towards Ohma, towards his brother who was heading towards the ultimate "salvation".

Compared to the "contingency plans" left by Kamaslana, there is something more urgent and important at this moment—to pull Kamaslana back from that path of no return, which is destined to lead to loneliness and ruin, before his path of salvation becomes irreversible!

On the other side, Xi Lian silently watched the Golden Descendants who remained indifferent to the fire that was so close at hand.

The bewilderment, pain, and emptiness on their faces were exactly what she had expected.

She didn't urge her, but spoke softly in a voice tinged with a hint of weariness and gentleness:

"Take them."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every member of the Golden Clan.

“In countless cycles of reincarnation,” she continued, her gaze seemingly piercing through the people before her, seeing countless similar yet different faces.

“I have made the same promise to each of you in every lifetime. That is to inscribe the message left by the Golden Blood of the previous life to your next life on the sky of Onphalus.”

Her fingertips gently brushed over the sparks floating in the air, their warm light reflecting off her blue pupils, which were now as white as frost.

“Through the ‘spark,’ you can read… messages from your ‘past selves.’ That’s what they want to tell you.”

Her voice carried an indescribable heaviness, "If you want, say something to your past selves this time. Because..."

She paused, looked around at everyone, and stated her judgment, word by word:

"This may be Onpharos's last cycle of reincarnation."

All that Lian said in the past is said here.

All she could do was deliver these "last words" that carried the weight of countless reincarnations to them. As for how to face them, whether to choose to listen or to resist, that was their own decision.

But it was at this moment—

A small creature radiating pink light floated leisurely towards Xi Lian, holding the flame of "Years".

After hearing the truth about Onphalus with his own ears, the little guy's innocent eyes seemed to have lost some of their naivety and gained a more indescribable clarity and sorrow.

Under the massive influx of information, it seems to have evolved to some extent; at least now it speaks fluently and clearly.

"Do people need to read what you left behind?"

It tilted its little face up to look at Xi Lian, its voice tinged with uncertainty and timidity.

Xi Lian gazed into the little guy's clear, pure, and innocent eyes.

In those eyes, she seemed to see her past self.

Xi Lian remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a soft sigh filled with endless complex emotions.

"Never mind." Xi Lian's voice softened, carrying a sense of relief. "I've figured it out, Mimi. You are, after all... different from me."

She reached out and gently rubbed Mimi's little head with her fingertips, her gesture filled with unprecedented tenderness.

"Whatever I leave behind, it should not have any impact on your life."

Her gaze swept over Xing and Danheng beside her, and finally returned to Mimi.

"In this short but exciting journey of exploration, you have found your own path, found partners to fight alongside, and found... the people you want to be with."

Her tone carried a hint of blessing, but also a hint of farewell, "If things ultimately lead to an irreversible end, if Onphalus is destined to be unable to escape its fate..."

“Mimi, you should leave here with the others on the Starry Sky Train. Bai Mo… although stubborn, he shouldn’t force you, who don’t belong to this world, to stay.”

She said these words to sever Mimi's connection with this tragic world, and also to prevent this pure little one from being tainted and bound by her past.

Hmm... Absolutely... Absolutely not because I don't want my whispers, which I only confide in Bai Mo, to be seen by a second "person," even if that "person" is a Mimi.

“Karslana,” Xi Lian turned around, her voice regaining its previous coldness and decisiveness, and said to “Bai Er,” whose temperament had changed drastically, “we should leave. Let’s do what we have to do.”

"Let's go too!"

Almost the instant Xi Lian finished speaking, Xing and Dan Heng stood up in unison.

Even before they heard the cruel truth about Onpharos, their hearts had already flown to Walter, who was still facing the White Mo alone in Ohma.

They didn't know just how strong Bai Mo was, nor were they sure if Walter could stand up to him, but worrying about their companions needed no reason at all.

Xi Lian glanced at them, did not object, and simply nodded slightly.

The next moment, Xi Lian, Bai E, Xing and Dan Heng quickly left the Eye of Dawn and Dusk and headed towards Ohema, which was shrouded in amber and crisis below.

Above the towering Eye of Dawn and Dusk, only the Golden Race, still immersed in the immense impact, remained, along with the ten sparks of fire that floated silently before them, shimmering with a faint light.

The wind blew again, stirring up fine dust, but it couldn't dispel the heavy, almost tangible weight that permeated the air.

On the other hand, the original site of Ohmma has long been unrecognizable.

The city's outline, streets, buildings, and even traces of human civilization have all been completely sealed away in that thick, crystalline, and lifeless amber.

In another dimension of this real-world coordinate system, within that data layer composed of "0"s and "1"s—

Bai Mo's figure was like a ghost. With a sidestep, a purplish-black pseudo-black hole whizzed past the hem of his clothes.

The terrifying gravity failed to touch him in the slightest; it merely tore and twisted the fluorescent data stream along its path, turning it into a chaotic mess of invalid code.

But soon, this chaotic data stream was restored by the layer's self-healing ability.

Bai Mo's movements were swift and decisive, as if he had anticipated everything; space had lost its meaning for him in the present moment.

Bai Mo's figure was only a blur before he instantly appeared within Walter's vicinity, and one of his hands seemed to pierce through the void, heading straight for Walter's heart!

Walter reacted extremely quickly, almost instinctively, honed through countless battles. He pushed off with his feet and retreated rapidly, slamming the Star of Eden heavily onto the void "ground"!

Centered on the spot where the cane struck the ground, numerous miniature simulated black holes, each the size of a basketball, unfolded in an instant, layer upon layer, like suddenly blooming black lotuses of death.

They pulled at each other, forming an impenetrable defensive field that kept collapsing and swallowing everything inward, blocking all possible paths for Bai Mo to attack!

Chapter 253 Walter: Is this plot yours? You're just using it?

However, Bai Mo remained calm and composed in the face of this terrifying formation that could tear any warship to shreds.

In this binary world he created using his "intellectual" power, he is practically the embodiment of the rules!

He neither confronted them head-on nor retreated.

He simply blinks and bounces between these miniature black holes in a way that defies the laws of physics, each movement precisely landing on weak points in the gravitational field or areas where they cancel each other out.

The gravity, strong enough to warp space, couldn't even truly catch the hem of his clothes.

Those few rounds of dazzling offense and defense ended in the blink of an eye.

Finally, Bai Mo's figure pierced through the layers of gravity traps and, in an almost "teleporting" manner, once again appeared close to Walter!

This time, he was smarter and grabbed the top of the Eden Star Staff with one hand first—because there, a new and more powerful pseudo-black hole was about to take shape!

“Similar to a black hole…” Bai Mo’s expression remained calm, as if he were merely holding an insignificant object.

Bai Mo felt the violent gravity emanating from the tip of the staff, which seemed to be trying to tear him apart and devour him, and said calmly, "In the end, it's just a 'simulated' black hole."

Before he finished speaking, his five fingers suddenly tightened! A force, like an invisible ripple, forcefully intervened!

He wasn't fighting against the black hole's gravity; instead, he was using the power of "intellect" to momentarily alter its internal gravitational constant and spacetime curvature!

The nascent black hole instantly descended into chaos, emitting a burst of energy flickering and buzzing in Bai Mo's palm, seemingly overwhelmed by the pressure.

Finally, after a silent twist, the purplish-black simulated black hole was crushed by Bai Mo!

A bead of cold sweat instantly appeared on Walter's forehead. But his combat experience was immense; almost at the same moment the black hole dissipated, he used the slight force of his cane being grabbed to unleash the remaining energy of Eden's Star at full power!

The immense gravitational field, like an invisible mountain, crashed down on Bai Mo, causing the mecha on Walter to explode under the strain!

However, this sudden increase in gravity successfully restricted Bai Mo's figure to the spot. Bai Mo's legs sank slightly, as if sinking into an invisible swamp.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Walter quickly drifted backward to create distance.

Behind him, countless familiar anti-entropy standard drones were arrayed in layers like an army being inspected!

The cold metal shell reflected the light of the data stream, and the densely packed cannon muzzles lit up with energy beams full of destructive power at the same time!

“It’s over!” Walter shouted, swinging his cane down.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh——!!!

The next moment, cannonballs and lasers, like a violent meteor shower of metal or a destructive torrent bursting its banks, poured towards Bai Mo, who was temporarily bound by gravity!

The light illuminated the entire data layer, as if to completely purify everything within it!

However, faced with this saturation attack that was enough to annihilate an army, Bai Mo, who was suppressed by the gravity field, simply raised his head calmly.

As he watched the torrent of artillery fire hurtling towards him like shooting stars, a faint smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

Then, mimicking the image from his deepest memory, he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The crisp sound was barely audible amidst the booming explosion.

But in that instant when the fingers snapped—

hum!hum!hum!hum!

One after another, enormous gates to the Hundred Realms suddenly opened up in front of Bai Mo, layer upon layer!

Like greedy maws, they swallowed the surging torrent of destruction whole, without a single leak, as if the attacks had never existed.

The next second, countless even larger gates to the Hundred Realms suddenly opened up in the sky directly above the ranged mech legion without warning!

Immediately afterwards, the shells and lasers that had just been swallowed up poured down from there with a thunderous roar, precisely covering their original owners!

Rumble, rumble—! ! !

The continuous explosions and flames instantly engulfed the Anti-Entropy mech legion, and metal fragments flew everywhere like a rainstorm. The powerful shockwaves even forced Walter, who was far away, to raise his hand to shield himself.

The mechanical army he had carefully summoned was completely destroyed by his own attack in the blink of an eye!

Walter's pupils contracted sharply, the scene before him closely mirroring a nightmarish fragment of his memory!

This...?! Is this correct?

How can this world called Onpharos be so sinister?!

He cried out silently in his heart. That face that resembled Kevin's, that greatsword encased in amber yet so much like heavenly fire, and now this spatial gate that used their own methods against them.

How come the plot seems to be getting more and more familiar as we fight?

The young man lying on his back was about to be forced to stand up straight.

Smoke and data debris drifted down slowly, as if everything just now was merely a warm-up. Bai Mo lifted his foot lightly and broke free from the weakened gravitational pull.

He looked at Walter, whose face was solemn, and seemed to have felt a little better because of the "imitation" just now.

Bai Mo calmly spoke with Walter again: