Him and their stars.

Chapter 2150 Boss Battles Should Have a Sense of Ritual

Compared to its previous appearances, this spatial fluctuation was almost completely silent, as tranquil, elegant, and precise as moonlight filtering through the trees.

After the faint spatial ripples, almost imperceptible to ordinary people, dissipated, Fei Fei, dressed in a close-fitting combat suit, appeared in the garden. Her cascading black hair was already tied into a bun at the back of her head, secured with four steel pins of unknown material, and she held an invisible sword in her hand.

Her breathing was slightly labored, and there was still a small amount of soot on her forehead. Clearly, fighting the High Priest of Norddos and then forcibly breaking through the spatial barrier of the capital was no easy task for her.

If she hadn't been familiar with the structure of the capital and the mystical knowledge of the royal family, this breakthrough would have been very difficult to achieve.

Fortunately, she finally entered. The girl's eyes darted around, first quickly scanning Yu Lian to make sure he was alright, then sweeping over the dazzling yet dangerous Emperor's spirit in the center of the arena.

This is the enemy. Feifei's vigilance and hostility began to rise.

Then came Brunhilde, clad in the dragon armor of the radiant dawn.

"Heh~~~" She let out an undisguised cold laugh. Her alertness and hostility were even more pronounced than before.

She glanced again at the spatial rift still emitting an ominous purple light, watching as a dozen slender combat robots of unknown material crawled out of it. Sensing the unmistakable scent of foxes, she let out an even louder, cold snort: "Heh~~~~"

Well, being late for this was definitely something she couldn't have imagined.

She glanced at Yu Lian sideways: "Fish, did I come at the wrong time?"

Yu Lian ignored Little Gray, who was eating sunflower seeds in his mind, and said frankly, "No, you've come at just the right time."

Feifei chuckled, her gaze returning to the Emperor's spirit: "Alright, this is a boss battle, so we need to be a bit serious."

She took a small step forward and appeared to Yu Lian's right, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, facing the emperor.

In the real world, this is her place, without a doubt.

Of course, she glanced again at King Brunhilde of Suliuka to Yu Lian's left: "You're too close, Brin."

Brunhilde was about to retort when Fifi continued, "This is a boss battle. You're wearing the Emblem Machine, making you look like a three-meter-tall giant. Are you getting so close to block our view? Or are you planning to backstab us at any moment?"

Brunhilde found the other person's words to be quite reasonable, so she had no choice but to move a few steps away expressionlessly, finally forming a pincer movement against the emperor's spirit. Perhaps feeling that her action was somewhat like admitting defeat and thus humiliating, she added, "Yes, in this situation, we can cooperate and choose the most rational tactic."

"And I will provide support from behind, while also keeping an eye on the succession of supreme power in the Dawn Royal Family. This is the ultimate on-site lesson in social and political science in the entire universe, one that must be experienced and cannot be abandoned," Amida said with a smile.

Her voice seemed to echo in the disjointed space, or perhaps it came from the mechanical puppets that appeared on the scene.

"Please don't portray us as wild animals that are keen on killing each other, okay?" Brunhilde said irritably.

“Don’t misunderstand. For a family that has ruled the Tyrellians since the time of their home planet, you are already considered very friendly.” Amida’s voice was tinged with laughter. “However, truly abnormal power shifts often occur during long reigns of more than a century, as defined by a ‘true god,’ and these are the best places to observe them.”

"You're quite the talker! Wild fox? If we're talking about observers, your spies in the Heavenly Realm probably aren't just the snake and the thorn witch, are they? Do you really need to get involved yourself? Why not be more open about it? What can I do to you then?" Fei Fei sneered, surprisingly siding with Brin this time.

“…Feifei, after all these years, why can’t you be a little more mature? I can tolerate the white fox thing, but the wild fox thing is just too insulting,” Yamida said helplessly, her voice trembling slightly.

Of course, this did not stop those mechanical war golems of unknown material from taking up their stances, their steel bodies gleaming with spiritual light.

They are not robots, but special alchemical golems, or rather, alchemical artifacts in robot form.

“Indeed. We are all guests from afar. This is the Heavenly Realm, so please refrain from using vulgar language.” Brunhilde maintained a very cultured demeanor, like a well-mannered old lady.

Her armor had lost all physical form, appearing as if it were divine light emanating from her entire body. Wings of light unfurled from her back, dispelling all shadows in the garden.

She seems to be taking over the garden, the spatial rules of this space.

That's more like it, that's what a boss battle should be like. Yu Lian nodded, but out of a sense of security, he added, "In short, everyone needs to put aside their differences and focus on external threats!"

"Shut up!" the three girls shouted in unison.

“Only you, Fish, are not qualified to speak right now,” Fei Fei added.

"In any case, since the war is not over yet, my arrival is just in time!" She stared intently at the emperor, her voice gradually turning cold.

The emperor's projected spirit let out a low laugh and looked at Brunhilde: "So, King Su, in order to kill the emperor, you actually want to join forces with the empire's enemies?"

"I've never heard of regicide, only the killing of a tyrant." King Suruka said matter-of-factly, "The Tirelo people do need war, but war should not be like this. Your Majesty, please take back that blasphemous object from the illusory realm that is currently ravaging the capital!"

The emperor remained noncommittal, then glanced at the row of robots surrounding him: "The Rainbow Rose, which grew from the Star Island, is not suited to face the flames of war. The Dawn Dragon and the Rainbow Rose are not mortal enemies either."

"So, I really am just an observer, and incidentally, I'm helping out my friend," Amyda said with a smile. "Furthermore, I assure you, Your Majesty, the cooperative relationship between the Rainbow Rose and the Dawn Dragon is a more adversarial and mutually supportive friendship that originated before our shared history and will continue into the next millennium."

At this point, she and Brunhilde almost simultaneously let out a "hiccup".

The emperor ignored their performance and his gaze finally fell on Fifi: "Where is Norddos?"

"Your Majesty is indeed wise and insightful! Nothing can escape your divine eyes." Fei Fei laughed, "The High Priest has no will to fight. If someone like that really wants to escape, I have no way to stop him."

"Don't worry about it. Even for me, keeping him wouldn't be easy." The emperor laughed, "He's the most slippery cosmic eel in the entire universe."

He looked at Yu Lian: "But, Yu Lianqing, do you know that if the empire's war goes smoothly, and if I am still safe and sound, he will definitely be the most outstanding occult advisor?"

Yu Lian laughed and said, "So, he invited me here this time."

"It was I who invited you here through him," the Emperor said with a smile, turning to look at Fei Fei. "Did you know that the Heraldry Academy still holds your title? The accumulated annuity is enough to buy a space city."

The female warrior, Black Moon rather than the Earl, shrugged: "There won't be a day when you go to collect it. Of course, if you really feel guilty, you can buy a space city and send it to Earth, and I can use it as our wedding home."

The emperor burst into laughter again. His face, composed of crystal clusters and aura, surveyed the three people who were subtly surrounding him... or rather, two people and a large group of puppets.

"Hehe... Hahaha!" The emperor's laughter grew louder, carrying a sense of satisfaction as if he had witnessed the cycle of history: "Breen, oh Breen, Breen who inherited my bloodline and ambition; Princess Rainbow Rose who already possessed dragon blood due to the karma of her ancestors; my niece who is still lurking; and even the reincarnated Emperor Iwenya herself. Today, am I to face an attack from so many true dragons?"

"Should I leave?" Yu Lian thought.

“Our ancestors did marry an imperial princess, but that was back in the 1st century of the Common Era. How can that be considered marriage?” Yani said, expressing her inability to accept this fact.

The emperor seemed not to hear him. His gaze became distant, as if piercing through time and space, or as if it had completely lost focus: "But this is precisely the vision of the Void Crown."

Immediately, his gaze focused on Yu Lian, and the meaning in his eyes became extremely solemn: "However, Yu Lianqing, you have never been in the vision of the Void Crown. In this way, you are the most dangerous existence. Your path is tearing apart the old shackles and sowing possibilities that I cannot understand."

The girls glanced at Yu Lian in unison, and then charged at the emperor in unison.

The battle erupted in an instant, without warning, yet it seemed as if it had been destined all along.

However, the first to move were not the two ladies who were poised to attack, but the alchemical golems that had been silently moving around.

They are simply ruthless fighting machines, unaffected by any external information.

They will only launch attacks according to a predetermined procedure, when necessary.

Vibrant light flowed through the mechanical gaps of the construct, instantly illuminating the uneven parts of the surface armor and revealing the dazzling runic structure.

Immediately afterwards, strange energy shockwaves manifested from the psionic array formed by runes, sweeping towards the emperor's spirit like an invisible tide.

The spirit began to flicker and pulsate, like a candle flame trembling uneasily in a storm.

"Crash!" The surrounding transparent dome began to collapse and shatter, as if it had been hit by a sound wave.

After the shattered glass fell, what was revealed was not a starry sky, but rather a thick armor plate, as heavy as a rock wall. Although it looked ugly, the overall structure of the space was well protected, and there was no violent storm caused by air being sucked into a vacuum.

But it seemed that the simulated natural starlight in the indoor garden suddenly dissipated, replaced by an ominous red glow, accompanied by an automatic alarm. The tranquil and elegant space garden was instantly pulled into a battlefield engulfed in flames.

At that moment, Brunhilde also moved.

The wings of light behind her spread out freely, blooming like the sun, but the spear formed from sunlight had lost its luster.

The tip of her gun was reduced to a barely visible spot of light, as if it were completely obscured by the indoor red light, seemingly devoid of any power.

However, psionicists can sense its power.

Within that delicate tip, who knows how much compressed destructive energy is contained?

Feifei's figure appeared simultaneously in dozens of different locations, suddenly becoming more numerous than those robots.

The invisible spiritual swords scattered in all directions.

They have already covered all the psionic nodes that could be found.

However, at the very moment the siege began, the crystal cluster in the emperor's hand began to flash violently, and a surge of spiritual energy erupted with unprecedented intensity, like a supernova about to ignite in the center of the garden.

"Everything we have today is forging greatness anew!"

His ramblings followed him everywhere.

"boom--!"

The surging waves of psychic energy within this small space continuously created an intensity and boiling sensation akin to the Big Bang. Indescribable high-dimensional sounds and bright lights devoured all senses.

The meticulously maintained architectural structure within the garden groaned under the strain, the marble floors cracked, revealing armor-like structures also struggling to withstand the weight. The garden's exotic flowers and plants instantly turned to dust, and the waterfalls and pools froze, decomposed, and then released again in a flash.

Here, it's as if a scene from the evolution of planets in the universe is unfolding.

The barrage of fire from the alchemical golems shattered instantly, like waves crashing against a dam. More than half of the golems disintegrated under the psionic backlash, turning into a shower of burning metal fragments. Brunhilde's seemingly inevitable spear thrust was barely blocked by the Emperor's raised arm; a blinding white light erupted from the point where the spear tip struck the crystalline arm. The immense impact caused her to groan, and even the light wings on her back dimmed slightly.

However, the high-temperature core, condensed into a single point, melted the tip of the crystal cluster. A small black hole had already appeared amidst the interplay of psionic energy, pulling and tugging at the Emperor's spirit body, almost extinguishing the sublime spiritual fire representing the supreme authority of the Galactic Empire in the fusion of force fields.

However, before the spiritual fire could be extinguished, the black hole went out first.

At that moment, Brunhilde seemed to see the emperor grinning wildly in his mind: "You want me to take that back? But it was meant for you, Brin!"

"You don't want what I gave you? Do you just want to take it yourself?"

"That's great! You'll have to prove you can do it!"

This was not everything. Black Moon's sword intent successfully pierced through the core collision of psionic energy. It was as tranquil as moonlight passing through a forest, and as utterly annihilated as Black Moon himself passing through a spatial barrier.

The emperor's figure, which was entirely composed of energy, experienced a violent fluctuation and distortion, and its light dimmed noticeably.

He suffered another blow!
He's becoming more and more like a ghost!
"Perfect!" The Emperor's voice seemed to tremble slightly, indicating that he had suffered considerable injuries, but he still praised her: "Ms. Fina, have you ever considered that all of this today is also part of the Primarch's plan? Whether you failed in your campaign or you successfully killed me, it was all part of the plan."

"Ignore it. Long before Shirley led the Leviathan Core with the swarm to wander the universe, the Primarchy Project had already deviated from the Emperors' expectations!" Amida Berencaster's voice rang out. "All their actions now are nothing more than rolling the dice. Perhaps they will deviate further, or perhaps they will correct themselves. You know, just a moment ago, I saw at least thirty possibilities."

"He's really reliable! But even if everything is going according to his plan, we have no choice!" Fei Fei laughed. "He's at his weakest in a hundred years right now, how can we let such an opportunity slip by? Isn't that right, Your Highness? That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

"Please don't portray me as the mastermind behind everything. Getting the empire back on track will be very difficult," Brunhilde said sternly.