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A very strange scene unfolded on the battlefield.
In the depths of the dream, one after another scarlet blade of light appeared out of thin air.
People who are immersed in their dreams feel like they are about to die again and again, but they soon fall back into their dreams.
Seeing this, Huang Quan remained silent, only increasing his energy output.
After once again smoothing over the impact of Huang Quan on Taiyi's dream, Sunday frowned and decided to find a way to deal with Huang Quan first.
On the other side, Jiang Lin immediately understood what had happened upon seeing this situation.
In an instant, Jiang Lin slightly adjusted his attack method, creating some room for maneuver for the train crew and Huang Quan.
At this moment, Jiang Lin's secretly accumulated power had reached a terrifying level, and he could unleash a powerful light arrow attack at any time.
Even so, Jiang Lin was not entirely confident that he could defeat Shen Zhu Ri in an instant.
After all, the current God Sun is far stronger than the God Sun in the original storyline, and Jiang Lin has every reason to suspect that someone is secretly helping him.
Therefore, Jiang Lin decided to wait until the train crew caused some trouble for the God Sunday and exposed a weakness before delivering a fatal blow!
Of course, if he fails in the end, Jiang Lin will decisively increase his power by one level and use absolute power to completely defeat the God Lord.
However, doing so would be very risky for Jiang Lin, since his current power was obtained at the cost of his soul.
Despite the fierce fighting between Jiang Lin and Sunday, strictly speaking, they are still still within the realm of "human beings".
If Jiang Lin were to raise his strength even further, he would have one foot out of the realm of "human".
Even if he doesn't reach the level of a Star God and won't die, the significant damage his soul would suffer would be enough to give Jiang Lin a hard time.
But the main reason is that if he really did that, he would most likely lose his chance to gain access to the power of the Lord's Day.
On the other side, the Star and Train crew gathered.
Except for March 7th, who was still rubbing his eyes in a daze, the others picked up their weapons and looked at God Sunday with serious expressions.
After a moment of stunned silence, March 7th reacted instantly and quickly picked up his longbow, aiming it at Sunday in front of him.
Without the slightest hesitation, Dan Heng transformed into his Dragon Lord form and flew into the sky after confirming that his other companions on the train were all safe.
The other four people exchanged glances, and each saw a resolute look in the other's expression.
Xing looked up and saw countless shooting stars streaking across the sky. Without further hesitation, he stood in the center of the group, his flaming spear pointing directly at the God Lord Sun.
Have we broken free from the dream of order?
On Sunday, the priest only glanced at them briefly, paid them a little attention, and then didn't focus on them much.
After all, to him now, the train crew members were more like a few special ants.
What he truly needed to deal with were the endless streams of light arrows and blade strikes.
"I've slept long enough. Now I'll show you what morning grumpiness is all about!"
March 7th spoke in a serious tone, staring intently at the main sun ahead, and even fired an arrow. Although it was dispersed by the surrounding shockwave before it even reached its target, his imposing manner was still remarkable.
Walter also started with a black hole. Although it couldn't directly cause too much damage to God's Sun, the black hole's gravity restricted the summoned Echoes of the Old Dreams, which caused it considerable trouble.
Himeko went even further, unleashing a barrage of light arrows, railgun salvos, and other unnamed artillery fire.
Xing first used the power of preservation to create a shield for everyone present, and then waited for an opportunity to make his move.
Dan Heng seized the opportunity and fired a high-pressure water cannon directly at Shen Zhu Ri's face, giving him a good wash.
Seeing the crowd's fierce resistance, Sunday was also somewhat puzzled.
"Without order, how can the weak do good?"
After letting out a silent sigh on Sunday, his tone became firm again.
"If you have any claims to make, then please prove them to me."
After saying this, the priest waved his baton, and countless musical notes fell upon the crowd.
Then, he casually unleashed a Primordial Power at Huang Quan, who was still causing him trouble.
However, not long after, God felt that his power seemed to be affected and began to become somewhat disordered.
It is those sea-patrolling knights who are shaking the foundation of Taiyi's dream.
As for the immortal boat Luofu that Danheng mentioned...
(Jingyuan: On the way, on the way.)
After taking a deep breath, Sunday, which has become one with God's Lord's Day, seems to have made some kind of decision.
"If dreams are no different from reality, can they still be called false? With a flawless symphony, I command—Recreate Paradise!"
As he spoke, Sunday intensified his efforts, intending to first completely eliminate the ants in front of him.
The surging power was so immense that even Dan Heng, who was flying high in the sky, was pressed to the ground. He used his spear to brace himself against the ground, preventing himself from being crushed to the ground like San Yueqi next to him.
Walter adopted the same posture, but his hand holding the cane trembled slightly, a testament to the pressure he was under.
Himeko and Hoshi were supporting each other. Although they were both kneeling on one knee, they did not look too disheveled compared to the others.
Just as everyone had weathered the first wave of pressure, before they could even catch their breath, the second wave of attacks from the Lord's Day was about to begin.
But at this critical moment, a radiant feather, carrying hope and light, descended from the sky.
Accompanying it were beautiful musical sounds coming from all directions.
The priest was stunned, his hands stopped moving, and he looked up slightly, saying in disbelief:
The train crew took the opportunity to stand up, and Xing reached out to take the feather and held it in her palm.
Then came the beautiful voice of the robin, and everyone seemed to be given some kind of buff, their bodies filled with power.
"It seems that another voice has emerged in the symphony of order. Pinocchio was the first and the last dissonance."
Walter's calm voice reached everyone's ears, and just as he was about to say something more, an indescribable tremor surged into Walter's heart.
Walter's pupils dilated instantly, and without hesitation, he shouted a warning to the crowd:
"retreat!!!"
Although everyone was somewhat bewildered, out of trust in their companions, they immediately fled in the direction away from the Sunday of God.
When God finally realized what was happening, what flew towards him was an extremely dazzling arrow of light!
(Jiang Lin: I finally got my chance! ?(`??)?)
Chapter 74 Hipper's Reward
With a deafening roar, a violent surge of energy engulfed the figure of the God of the Sun.
But it wasn't over yet. The excess energy continued to fly into the distance, until it pierced through the entire Asdna system and disappeared into the boundless starry sky.
If you look at Asdna from a distance, you'll see that this attack seems to have parted the entire Asdna galaxy in the middle.
The train crew was naturally affected by the aftershocks, but at the critical moment, a shield appeared on everyone at the same time.
This shield was extremely sturdy, and even in the face of an impact of this level, it protected everyone well, preventing them from suffering any harm.
Huang Quan, who was closest to them and intended to do his best to protect everyone, breathed a slight sigh of relief after sensing this power.
But after taking a closer look, she looked around with some confusion, but she didn't see anyone.
"A guardian envoy? Who could it be?"
But after waiting for a while, the unknown guardian still did not appear, and Huang Quan stopped searching and immediately headed towards the direction of the train crew.
Meanwhile, Jiang Lin, who was far away, noticed that the company fleet, which had been stationary, was now beginning to withdraw in an orderly manner.
But Jiang Lin didn't think much about it at the moment; his attention was now entirely focused on Shen Zhu Ri after taking that blow.
Upon seeing that the God of the Sun was completely still and had even begun to slowly dissipate, Jiang Lin did not hesitate and quickly approached.
If he could, he really didn't want to give up the immense power of harmony... or order that was right in front of him.
Besides, even if it's a trap, he'd only lose one copy at most.
In just a few seconds, Jiang Lin arrived beside the train crew.
Seeing that they were all alright, Jiang Lin noticed the slowly dissipating shields on their bodies.
Jiang Lin had a certain guess in his mind, but the most important thing at the moment was the Lord's Day.
Just as Jiang Lin was about to make a move, the God Lord Sun, which was slowly disappearing, vanished instantly.
Instead, it was replaced by the final "In the Beginning of the Things".
Jiang Lin had anticipated this situation, but before he could react, Xing seemed to have gone mad and pushed him away.
Jiang Lin: ? ? ?
Upon seeing Xing's back, Jiang Lin was slightly taken aback. Although he felt a tiny bit touched, he couldn't help but ask:
"What's wrong with you?"
Xing tilted her head slightly, her eyes resolute, like a true male protagonist from an online novel.
The rest of the train passengers were also on tenterhooks, but in their eyes, Xing's back seemed magnified infinitely, highlighting his selflessness and fearlessness. (Actually, it was just stubbornness.)
March 7th was deeply moved, as this was the second time she had witnessed the same scene.
At that moment, in March 7th's eyes, Xing seemed to be shining.
"Hey hey..."
Xing cried out in pain as Jiang Lin kicked her in the buttocks, sending her flying.
Without hesitation, seeing Tai Chu Youwei so close at hand, Jiang Lin decided to make his move.
But at that moment, Jiang Lin stopped, because it—disappeared?
God's desperate attack on Sunday seemed to have never existed, vanishing from everyone's sight.
At first, there seemed to be a faint resonance between heaven and earth, as if it were a soft murmur from the depths of the universe. Then, colorful radiance spread from the distant horizon, these rays of light intertwined and entwined like nimble threads, weaving strange and magnificent patterns.
At the same time, the gentle melody gradually became clearer. It was a piece of music that could reach the depths of the soul. The notes seemed to have life, jumping and swirling joyfully in the air, bringing inexplicable joy and peace to the listener.
As the light and melody intensified, a figure composed of jigsaw puzzle-like fragments slowly emerged.
His figure was like a manifestation of cosmic harmony—three periwinkle-colored faces nestled quietly in the same head, the front and side faces both carrying a compassionate peace, and the eyes with sky-blue outer rings and deep purple inner rings containing a nebula-like depth.
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