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The nature of the Black Tide is consistent with Virvi's guess; it is a destructive equation.
Titi's expression was incredibly complicated; for a moment, she felt that she didn't know what to do except remain silent.
She possesses the divinity of a child's heart, a divinity that allows her to maintain a clear mind amidst the torrent of time, remaining the original Tirispius no matter how many years have passed.
She is a girl who has been in close proximity to Sora countless times, yet still feels shy and blushes when kissing her.
However, the impact of a pure heart is also the most intense when faced with cruel reality.
The Fire Moths were initially led by Sora, but after Sora went into a slumber, leadership was handed over to Chrysler. Most decisions were made by the two of them, but from the very beginning, it was Titi who was always concerned about the progress of the Fire Moths.
She thought of the belief she held when she set off, which still resonated in her heart, and of the promise she made to her mother.
The intertwined emotions were as heavy and indescribable as an abyss, accumulating in my chest, almost bursting open like a dam encountering a flood.
"Laigushi said that everything we've done is dedicated to Kuroshio's deep learning, but I don't think what we've done has been in vain!"
Noticing Titi's low spirits, Xilian raised her voice slightly.
"Generations of heroes and gods, all the golden descendants who burned themselves out in the darkness, the pursuit of fire is a journey of constant loss, but I believe that we will surely reach that new world bathed in sunlight."
"Because the pale dawn has arrived."
Xi Lian's eyes reflected Qiong's face.
"This will be a different kind of romance than any other, right, my friend?"
"Savior, this script is a bit old-fashioned, but since you've said so, I'll reluctantly pick it up and give it a try. I hope you can add some comedic elements."
Qiong's nonchalant tone lightened the atmosphere.
But I must say...
"Raising an army of annihilation to destroy the Iron Tomb and the Machine Head, this Ragus has some ideas, his methods are quite wild!"
With such a ruthless move, it's no wonder he replaced Kyubey in "Magical Boy Shiro".
Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that the Iron Curtain required Onpharos as a sacrifice for its creation, from the perspective of the Masked Fool, Qiong would have been quite interested in seeing how the machine head would react and how it would respond after this thing came into existence.
I pulled up a small stool and waited to watch him go head-to-head with the machine head.
Considering the threat that the emergence of the Iron Tomb would pose to the galaxy, he suppressed his desire to have some fun.
"Etc., etc!"
When there's too much information to process, it's like raising your hand and waving it on March 7th.
"Why would there be an Annihilation Lord on Onfaros? We remember the Iron Tomb perfectly clearly; the news said he specifically targets technologically advanced planets. Why would he be on Onfaros?"
I felt dizzy on March 7th.
"I vaguely remember that several of the trending topics last time were related to this, something about Rhys' Nebula being attacked by the Iron Tomb."
"That probably wasn't Iron Curtain itself that took action."
Qiong had looked through the information about the Extinction Army in the Black Tower database a long time ago, so she had some understanding of them.
As a devastating force against technological adversaries, the Iron Tomb only needs to unleash a destructive formula to inflict near-absolute annihilation on advanced civilizations.
But he didn't expect that.
The Iron Tomb, a massive army of annihilation that inspires fear in countless advanced civilizations throughout the galaxy, has yet to be born!
It's just a baby inside an egg.
They all possess destructive power comparable to that of an Envoy.
Considering that he was trained by a genius for an unknown period of time using the Onpharos system, whose true nature is unknown, it is understandable.
If the fully formed Iron Tomb were to hatch, it might cause a massive upheaval in the galaxy and the universe.
Could it really threaten the machine head?
"Xi Lian is the golden descendant of time, corresponding to the destiny of memories."
"The memory star god Fuli likes to install cameras in various places, and Onfaros's memory camera is the spark of time."
"So Xi Lian attracted his attention and the power of the memory destiny by smashing the memory star god's camera, which caused Bai E to begin more than 30 million reincarnations."
"Because the gaze of the Star God transcends time and space, every death of Xi Lian can charge the Little Scythe, uh, the Ritual Sword of Time... Ah Qiong, what kind of analogy is that?"
At this point, March 7th suddenly felt like it was hell.
She understood Tuoqiong's simple and easy-to-understand explanation; she fully grasped the ins and outs.
This is the kind of statement that makes people remember the Star God as some kind of voyeur who's always watching you, well, it's true, isn't it?
But how did this interpretation become distorted?
"According to this logic, shouldn't Xi Lian have been killed by that reincarnated Bai E?"
"That's why she became a fangirl."
Qiong has finally figured out Mimi's situation.
The Divine Project reorganized Xi Lian's data into a digital egg, but whether there were other things mixed in is hard to say.
After all, the data has passed through the system core, and some of the data in the system core may also be the information that constitutes the digital egg.
But no matter what, she was his fan.
"At this moment, Bai E, who is in the cycle of reincarnation, is holding that ritual sword that can reset the cycle of reincarnation, right? Teacher, what do you think?"
Kerudela's expression was solemn.
She felt it would be best to find the reincarnated Bai E, and if things went astray, they could start over.
Having never won against Qiong in a long time, Krystal was the first to consider a bottom-ranking strategy.
"We could try to find the reincarnated Bai E, but that would only be a last resort, a temporary fix that doesn't address the root cause and is ultimately meaningless."
Qiong had no intention of staying in Onpharos for another 4000 years, even in slumber, and she would never allow the girls to sacrifice themselves.
Even if the near-reload method ensures their individuality, similar to Otto going back 500 years to create a new timeline, can it guarantee that Kallen in the new world is the Kallen in his memory?
Ke Qiong was unwilling to let the girls lose their memories of this life.
Therefore, even if the closed cycle of reincarnation were to directly trigger the BOSS battle, he would not choose to create another world.
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Book 1: Chapter 925 The True Power of the Law, The Ultimate Agreement
"Aqiong, Caesar, the future journey of chasing fire... should we proceed as usual?"
Titi's gentle voice carried a hint of barely perceptible hesitation.
What she meant was, should we control the pace of the Fire Chasing Journey, slow down the rhythm, adjust the pace, and buy more time to find a way out of the predicament?
"No need."
Ice-blue flames danced on the crown, and Krystal's petite body exuded an aura and majesty that seemed disproportionate to her size.
"The cultivation of the Seeds of Fire cannot be relaxed. We must strengthen our attention to Nicardoli and Seneos and ensure the status of the Seeds of Strife and the Seeds of the Sky."
As she toyed with the crystal-carved Queen chess piece in her hand, Empress Caesar's diamond-shaped, icy eyes gleamed.
The girl's small body seemed to grow infinitely tall, sitting upright in front of the vast chessboard called Onpharos, playing against the person behind the scenes.
"Lord of Time, I entrust Oronis to you. Be sure to maintain constant contact with Him."
"Ah? Oh!"
March 7th was frowning and deep in thought when he was called on and immediately nodded.
"I see."
Even though her camera still holds several petabytes of Caesar's embarrassing moments, she occasionally reminisces about the glorious days when she, in ghost form, helped Kyon capture various awkward moments of Crydella in the Hyperion Imperial Palace.
But every time Krystal's aura is fully unleashed, it serves as a reminder of March 7th.
While she was asleep, the world outside had changed dramatically. The little princess she had teased like a child had long since become the supreme empress of the empire.
Although March 7th's attitude towards Caesar remained as carefree as ever, she was never ambiguous when it came to serious matters, especially concerning the great cause of chasing fire.
"Um, I hope Oronis isn't in danger."
She has a carefree personality and doesn't act like a mother, but she genuinely cares for this adopted daughter.
Olonis is very attached to her, and she likes to play with Olonis.
"It cannot be determined whether, as revealed by Mimi Jue, the hero who transcends eternal reincarnation aims to prevent the success of the re-creation of the world. His whereabouts are mysterious and untraceable."
"Just in case, that hero might turn the tables and bypass the other sources of fire that we directly pursue, putting us in a passive position."
Krydella called the White Calamity of Reincarnation a hero, which made Hathaway glance at her slightly.
While Qiong was asleep, she was Caesar's sharpest blade, the Sword and Chess Master, and someone he had watched grow up since childhood.
It can be said that, apart from Sora, she is the person who understands Krystra the most in the world.
Hathaway knew perfectly well that, in Krydela's eyes, addressing the other party in this way clearly indicated the highest level of respect and recognition.
For over thirty million lifetimes, he endured countless reincarnations alone, solely to prevent the world from falling into the abyss.
This feat is absolutely unprecedented in Onphalus!
It is an epic poem approved by Caesar.
"As for the fire of the Kefaller, I will take the fire box from the royal treasury and give it to my teacher to carry with him."
Keludela played with the Queen chess piece with her slender fingers, looking at Qiong.
"Teacher, is everything alright?"
Now that we understand that the underlying logic of re-creation is based on reshaping the world using the memories of the Negative World Titans, the importance of the Negative World Spark is self-evident.
Ever since Kephale fell into a deep sleep and turned into a stone statue, this spark has been enshrined by the Senate of Ohma at the Altar of the Darkness of the Clouds.
It wasn't until Caesar entered Ohmar, abolished the Senate, and moved the fire to the deepest part of the royal treasury, where it was strictly guarded.
At that time, the core members of the Senate even challenged Caesar, saying that without the secretaries of the core members, the tyrant could not open the tinderbox.
Kerudela scoffed at this.
There was no need to trouble Lord Spiral with such a trivial matter. He gave the Senate guys a set of tortures, and they knelt down and begged Clydella for a quick death.
Her Majesty Empress Caesar reserved all her tenderness and patience for someone who was both a mentor and a father figure to her, but she never hesitated to show her iron-fisted methods to others, especially those who stood in her way.
Especially in the early stages.
The title of tyrant is truly fitting for her.
Similarly, the person Crydela trusted most in the world was her own queen, without exception.
It was safest for the flame of the Cephalon to be carried by its own queen.
No matter what changes occur, she believes that the teacher can handle them properly.
"As expected of my little Caesar, we were thinking the same thing."
Qiong tossed a grape into the air, opened her mouth, and ate it precisely, then smiled.
"I will return the flame that has tarnished the world."
"Eh?"
"A-Qiong, what did you say?"
March 7th and the others were shocked to hear this.
"Teacher, are you planning to get involved yourself?"
Keludela frowned slightly.
"This is probably the only way to turn this deadlock around right now."
Qiong shrugged, his tone still light and cheerful.
The situation in Onfaros is extremely dire.
There are simply not many options.
Either lie down, give up resistance, let the black tide engulf the world, and everything will be destroyed.
The consequences of the experiment are unknown, but everyone in Onphalus is certain to die.