I, on the Starry Sky Railway, change everything

The villagers don't even have names.

Even the most brilliant parts of human history are always started by a few people who illuminated those periods of time.

Hua Yi was well aware of this.

“You can act openly and honestly. When the time comes, all those who stand against you—families, Star Trains, watchmakers, Interstellar Peace Corporation…—will be labeled as villains, and most people will support you more.”

"So, Mr. Hua Yi agrees with me?"

He looked somewhat agitated on Sunday.

Hua Yi nodded, then shook his head.

“I don’t mean to put myself on a pedestal, to belittle your ideals, or to criticize ordinary people who want to escape reality—but you know, there will always be people who want to change reality, not indulge in wishful thinking.”

"You mean I should give people the choice to decide for themselves whether to enter a dream or wake up?"

I sighed on Sunday.

"The story of the Harmonious Pigeon has shown that freedom is often accompanied by danger and can take lives. To prevent this, we must close the doors and windows of Pinocchio and build high walls around it; it is already a very large birdcage... Moreover, [order] should be fair."

No, Hua Yi was merely expressing his position, not suggesting any improvements be made on Sunday.

He praised the other person's nobility.

However, when it comes to practical application, even achieving it through dreams lacks feasibility.

"Strong winds and torrential rains can damage houses, and earthquakes and mudslides can cause tall buildings to collapse. Do you think Pinocchio, or even the Astera system, will be spared any external challenges on Sunday?"

I was taken aback on Sunday.

external?

The family has discovered that Pinocchio has betrayed the harmony, and may send a powerful figure to help them.

The company could also use the pretext of eliminating the remnants of the [Order] faction to come and get a share of the profits.

High-ranking officials, especially those in positions of power like those in the jade industry, are often tacitly dragged into their dreams on Sundays, with even more compelling reasons.

As for the Antimatter Legion, the Bountiful People, and other forces, their launching of wars needs no explanation.

Can I maintain the paradise if it is under attack?

"!"

"Did you react?"

Hua Yi asked with a smile.

After a moment of silence, Sunday bowed slightly.

"It seems I need to prove I can withstand the test. It's come to this—"

He vanished in an instant, leaving only his resolute, subtly divine voice, which resounded between the dome and columns of the grand theater.

Like millions of invisible tuning forks vibrating simultaneously, it creates a spatial resonance.

And, along with the strange dolls that accompanied the sounds.

"Let us, through our respective destinies, illuminate a righteous path for the universe!"

Alas! The star god of immense power.

You define [order] as the order of heaven, earth, all things, and all people.

This will let the world know that the universe should enter a state of eternal harmony.

"Now, I grant you the right to look directly at the sun; the omnipotent and all-powerful strings of harmony are at my disposal—"

The sound of Sunday suddenly rose, transcending the limits of mortal hearing, transforming into a pure, sacred, and inviolable law!

boom! !

The entire Grand Theatre, no, the entire Pinocchio, and even the Asdna galaxy, were thrown into the furnace.

The radiance of order transformed into platinum flames, cleansing all directions.

"A splendid tuner, a resounding choir, Dominix!"

As Sunday's final divine pronouncement was made, the cascading flames suddenly coalesced and took shape.

He was so tall that the theater could not contain him. Only by lifting the dome and tilting one's head back as far as possible could one barely see part of his figure.

Its body is composed of sacred golden light and heavy black light, and the baton in its hand is no longer the ordinary thing used to conduct an orchestra.

All things in the universe, all living beings and spirits, are subject to its influence.

The embodiment of [harmony] has been stolen by Sunday.

When destiny merges with [order], it also creates an opportunity for those with the ability to use the power of order to usurp power from within.

This is by no means an easy task.

Hundreds of years ago, the dream master Gopher was already making preparations.

All members of the Oak family are believers in Order, and their 100,000 beliefs serve as fuel to ignite the fire of the sun.

Sunday is the child of order, born to follow this destiny, and Gopher has devoted countless efforts to it.

Only he can become the sun.

To usurp the power of harmony and establish order?

At this moment, Sunday is more powerful than any other messenger!

"Come, fight me and prove whether this land of dreams belongs to [Harmony] or [Order], Hua Yi!!"

Chapter 572 Fate has already played out in unison, this is a harmonious melody!

On Sundays, they transform into a chorus, waving their batons as the words fall, and all sounds resonate in unison.

Since the passing of the Star God Taiyi, the [Order], which had been dormant for many years, has finally been revived, breaking free from [Harmony] and displaying its ancient and solemn power.

The torrent of order surged into reality, transforming into a series of musical notes that crashed down upon Hua Yi.

The immense power that constitutes the offensive is cheering.

Hua Yi observes that [Order], even if it only pauses on the surface of Destiny's waters, exudes a subtle rhythm that surpasses Sunday, the natural darling of order.

If a traveler attacks the messenger of his destiny, will it be effective?

Even though Sunday usurped the identity of Harmony and seized the power of order, a chasm still stands between the two of them when facing Hua Yi.

Like the distance between the earth and the sky.

Unfortunately, no one noticed.

Before the seemingly sentient power could launch its attack, intending to embrace its beloved, Jing Liu had already shielded Hua Yi behind him and made the first move.

A beam of moonlight shot into the sky, followed by the destructive and protective power of the stars, and Himeko, March 7th, the Black Swan, and the Firefly...

They all took turns attacking, bombarding Sunday.

What, you want to challenge Hua Yi?

They've already started fighting, who's going to give you a one-on-one chance? Do you think we're just sitting around doing nothing?

Even with the awe-inspiring presence of the Order Apostles on Sunday, they were caught somewhat off guard by this onslaught of storms.

“[Harmony]…”

He murmured the name of the destiny he had already betrayed, and the tall, resounding choir seemed to be in a daze.

The family has its faults, but Hua Yi is almost perfect.

Is it [the same harmony] that is wrong, or the ordinary people who are following their fate?

"Now is not the time to be distracted, it's Sunday."

Hua Yi stood still, gazing at the Goddess of the Sun who had become a target.

"Although you sincerely challenged me to a duel, the girls around me don't agree to a one-on-one fight. Can you understand?"

"..."

This doesn't resemble a battle between good and evil, or a hero fighting a dragon.

There is no time when the enemy is distracted, so I have to remind them.

On Sunday, a sense of helplessness flashed through his mind. The torrent of fate steadily blocked the attacks of Jingliu and the others, but did not press its advantage.

With a light wave of the baton in his hand, the principles of [order] surged forth, heading towards the star core that powered Pinocene's beautiful dream and subtly eroded the spirit of the dreamer.

He wanted to restrain this cancer of all realms and make it fall silent.

He will define the boundaries of the universe, create the paradise of Eden, and cause all things and spirits to sink into the eternal dream of the One.

"Hua Yi, give me the Great Guardian's Lance too, watch me unleash my full power!"

Finally, there was a punching bag, and it was so durable. Xing got excited and started yelling that he wanted to go all out.

"Give."

Hua Yi didn't stop him.

The amber lance traced a perfect arc in the air before landing in Xing's hand.

With a weapon even better than a baseball bat for [protection] in hand, the gray-haired girl becomes more and more courageous in battle.

With destruction in the left hand and preservation in the right, I will conquer the world; who else but me can lead the way?

handsome! !

"Quack, I'm incredibly strong now!"

Xing shouted, wielding the baseball bat and lance with ferocious force, solidifying streams of destiny power, and sending energy waves sweeping across the sky, pouring continuously towards the God Lord Sun.

Midway through, she even turned back and shouted at Hua Yi.

"Remember to take a picture of my handsome face!"

"Cough cough."

Hua Yi couldn't hold back.

You can get distracted in battle on Sunday because the opponent is strong enough, so you get distracted too, right?

Qi Xiang's choir didn't abandon their baton and give you a Five Finger Mountain to suppress the Star Core Essence; that was only because they held back their strength out of respect for me.

"Concentrate on yourself!"

"Oh, oh." Xing suddenly realized something: "I still have a top hat. If I put it on now, will it awaken a different destiny?"

"Your current mindset is definitely not good. Wait until your heart is firm enough and you are ready to take on the responsibility of passing on the legacy of the nameless traveler before you put it on."

Hua Yi had one more thing he didn't say.

After Xing put on the top hat, he didn't really have many opportunities to show off his skills, because by then...

Enough. Starting from the Black Tower space station, analyzing the course of fate all the way to the present, and now that [order] has also been included in the observation queue, I have moved all the unstable factors to a state of absolute certainty.

The Godfall Sword materialized in Hua Yi's hand.

Since Sunday wants to fight me, I'll grant his wish.

[Same as] should not be alone.

It is not about protecting, destroying, or hunting for destiny; rather, it is a harmonious wave that surrounds the Divine Fall Sword, which is wielded by Hua Yi.

Hua Yi isn't the only one who hasn't made a move yet; Huang Quan and Robin are also among them.

Seeing the optimistic situation, the former merely held the imperial edict sword in a daze, watching from the sidelines to prevent [Void] from forcibly entering the battlefield and indiscriminately contaminating all the power of destiny.

The latter took some time to process the fact that Sunday was on the opposite side.

Upon seeing Hua Yi draw his sword and unleash the power of the Tong Xie, the robin's eyes lit up with excitement.

A familiar destiny, a familiar power; he and I are walking on the same path.

".Well……"

The robin quickly realized that Hua Yi was about to hit her brother, and she was standing there smugly, which seemed a bit off.

Well, because this isn't a life-or-death battle, is it?

By similarly harnessing the power of destiny, a microphone appeared in the robin's hand.