Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Bringing his body along with Onphalos would surely boost our combat strength considerably, wouldn't it?"

Even if the main body is in complete chaos, it's still stronger than a soul steel clone...

"Yan and Danheng have been gone for so long without returning; they must have run into some trouble."

"Uncle Yang, as our partners, we have to give it our all!"

"Little March, time to eat." At this moment, Himeko carried the food into the room, bypassed Welt, and placed the food on the table.

"Don't forget, our enemies are also eyeing the train."

Putting aside the family's ambiguous stance, at least the train and the legion are now sworn enemies.

Under these circumstances, it would be a very dangerous move to rashly launch a full-scale attack on Onphalus.

Since Yan Huan hasn't woken up yet, it means that the clone hasn't encountered any danger and there's no need to worry about it.

"Sister Himeko, but I just can't sit still." March Seven pouted, sat on the bed, dangling her small white feet, and muttered:

"Look at myself now, what do I look like?"

"I feel like an octogenarian; you're practically giving me an IV drip."

"There's nothing we can do about it," Himeko said with a faint smile.

"We need to make sure you're all in good condition before we can proceed with the next steps."

"We have contacted the space station and believe that relevant personnel will come to conduct a physical examination for you soon."

"I don't think that's necessary," March 7th said, somewhat displeased.

"Didn't Miss Black Swan and Sunday already have their checkups done? The results were unclear."

“I think my illness will naturally be cured once we get through Onfaros.”

Since his body had problems because he was near Onpharos, the root of the problem must be Onpharos.

Instead of conducting futile inspections, let's all get off the bus and let the world witness the overwhelming power of [Pioneer]...

Unfortunately, Yan's health also deteriorated.

"After all that effort, we're still stuck in this stalemate."

March 7th is very unhappy with the current situation.

I haven't participated in any of the previous development projects; I've had almost perfect attendance.

Although it didn't play a significant role, at least it made an appearance.

“Mr. Walter, support from the Black Tower space station has arrived,” Sunday’s voice came from the corridor.

“Okay,” Walter replied, then put the broom and dustpan back in their places.

"Sigh." March 7th couldn't help but complain upon hearing Sunday's voice:

"They said that whitewashing wouldn't weaken things, but our famous Oak family head is completely useless."

"Neither Yan nor I have been able to cure him, so we might as well go to the Pill Refining Department for a look..."

Himeko could only smile helplessly at March 7's complaints.

She understood that Xiao Sanyue's mood had been getting worse and worse over the days.

The reason is simple: Xiao Sanyue always felt that she only had a minor problem that was not a big deal.

In addition to the original cozy decorations, the room now contains some diagnostic instruments that monitor the data of the two patients every day.

"Hoo~ Hoo!"

A small, pure white dog was brought into the room on Sunday.

"This is the clerk sent by the Black Tower Space Station."

"Hey~ Pepe!"

When March 7th saw Peipei arrive at the train, she was overjoyed. She quickly got out of bed, put on her slippers, and rushed over to hug her.

"Angang~~"

Feeling herself being lifted up, Peipei cried out twice and then twisted her body.

"Oh, okay, thank you for your help."

On March 7th, I put it on the ground and smiled sheepishly.

Himeko and Welt slowly walked out of the room, leaving Pepe alone.

Peipei adjusted the equipment, then carried a helmet full of wires to Yan Huan's side and put it on him.

“Ang…” Pepe called out twice to March 7th behind her.

"Oh, oh." Upon hearing this, March 7th understood and pressed the button on the instrument, and the machine began to work, collecting the wavelengths from Yan Huan's body.

During this process, Pepe wandered around the room again.

Yan Huan's Divine Keys are almost all placed here. The Black Abyss White Flower and Feather Dust that sustain life on March 7th are in operation. As long as you enter the room, the fatigue of your body and mind will quickly disappear.

“Hmph?” Pepe looked at March 7.

"Ah... are you asking where the teleportation device is? The prototype is too big, so it won't be kept in the room."

March 7th, dragging his slippers, walked to a table to the side, picked up a few cards, turned around, bent down, and handed them to Peipei.

"Here are some temporary teleportation cards. I'll keep them for emergencies."

She explained:

"As long as you think about the location you want to teleport to, you can throw it out and a portal will be generated."

"However, this location must be one that I, Yan, have been to. The principle is to activate the teleportation beacon between the destination and this location."

“Ang Ang…?” Pepe asked again.

March 7th replied:

"As for the quantity... there are currently thirty-eight teleportation cards in the train."

"Pepe, if you need to go back to the space station, you can use this later."

Pepe nodded, sat on the ground, and scratched her neck with her hind legs.

He then picked up a teleportation card, and in the instant he shook his head, he let go of it and threw it away.

The card spun in the air, flew a distance, and then suddenly burst open, forming a white light curtain.

"Pepe, where are you going?"

Staring at the unfolding portal, March 7th was somewhat bewildered.

You said you were coming for a check-up, but you're leaving so soon?

"Uh-huh... (A destination chosen randomly)"

Pepe looked at March 7th.

"Ang ang ang~ ang! (Let's try leaving the territory of Onpharos first and see if the condition improves.)"

"Oh, good."

Upon hearing this, March 7th picked up Yan Huan and placed her on a wheelchair. Then he found a sack and brought the Key of God with him.

……

Beneath a blood-red sky filled with dark clouds, a spaceship stands silently.

March 7th pushed the wheelchair and followed Peipei out of the portal, curiously looking around.

Rocks, gravel, and the remains of wild animals.

The air was filled with the smell of rust.

"???"

Where is this?

Chapter 1245 Are we breaking up?!

Not far away, next to the spaceship, a familiar red-haired man was sitting there, leisurely grilling skewers.

Hearing a sound from behind, Yinzhi turned around and looked back.

"Ok?"

Seeing that it was March 7th and Peipei, he got up and walked towards the two people and the dog, smiling faintly:

"So it's Miss March and Lady Peipei. Your arrival is like the rising sun on the horizon, illuminating my heart."

"No, what's going on here?" March 7th asked.

"The sky was all red, it looked like the end of the world..."

……

the other side.

A secluded spot in the Marble Palace.

The Divine Wrath Hunter stood there, gazing at the distant body of the god Kephale.

"What are you doing here? That guy named Paris has been looking for you." Yan Huan came up behind the hunter.

"I'm just thinking."

The Divine Hunter did not turn around; he simply gazed silently into the distance.

"Humans, I am different from you."

"Cephalan has endowed your race with limitless possibilities. Your bodies can be used for any task, you can worship any Titan, and you can do anything..."

“But our families are different.”

The Heavenly Punishment Hunter turned around and glanced at Yan Huan.

"Our bodies are forged for conflict, unable to savor delicious food, unable to dance with others, and unable to reproduce."