Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"So before that moment arrives... I should be prepared."

"Prepare what?" The child looked puzzled again.

"Be prepared to face them." Sand Gold lowered his head, looking at himself before him:

"Kakavasya, become their pride."

The child was silent for a moment, then looked up and answered:

"I think you can do it. Keep it up."

Sha Jin smiled confidently:

"of course."

"...because I am a child blessed by the Mother Goddess."

……

the other side.

Toppa's voice came through a communication channel.

"The luster of the aventurine has faded."

"This only represents one result..."

Jade said calmly:

"He kept his promise."

"...and his wish was fulfilled."

“No, it won’t,” Topa took a deep breath and replied.

“Mr. Yan Huan promised to protect him, and he will not go back on his word.”

"At least he won't die."

"As planned... your [foundation] has been successfully delivered to the family's territory, so—"

Jade's tone was unhurried:

"Let's fulfill our duties and begin the harvest."

"All is dedicated to...King Amber."

……

the other side.

Deep in the realm of memory.

"You've come." Sam looked at the long-haired man before him and said in a deep voice:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Yan Huan blinked:

"Second Uncle... what are you doing?"

“I didn’t do anything, I was just waiting for you to come.” Sam’s tone was deep.

“You have already seen me, Starcore Hunter Sam.”

"I wanted to appear in front of you earlier and tell you some facts."

"But the obstacles I encountered were greater than I had anticipated."

“I tried, but failed. Without realizing it, I became too connected to the world and found it difficult to escape the constraints of the script.”

“…Elio is right. In this land of dreams, we will both gain unforgettable experiences.”

"Second Uncle, what are you talking to yourself about?"

Yan Huan stepped forward, touched the Sam's metallic breastplate, and praised it:

"Wow, what huge pectoral muscles! These days, mecha are so cool."

"..." Sam removed Yan Huan's hand and said solemnly:

"First of all, don't call me Second Uncle."

"Secondly, I am not an inorganic life form."

"Finally... this isn't a pectoral muscle, it's a breastplate."

"...?" Yan Huan narrowed her eyes and looked Sam up and down:

"You're not an inorganic life form?"

"Are you a person wearing armor?"

“Yes,” Sam replied.

"Are you the kind of muscular guy with chest hair?" Yan Huan tapped Sam's armor, making a 'clanging' sound.

"..."

Sam took a deep breath and said in a low voice:

"To be honest, I don't understand people's hearts as well as Elio and Kaffa do."

"Most of my skills are only applicable to villains who deserve no mercy."

"Therefore, there is only one method I can use."

"That is... to be completely honest with you."

The next moment, Sam's armor began to dissipate into specks of light, revealing its true form beneath.

It was a silver-haired girl, holding a device that looked like a transformation device.

Yan Huan had a bad feeling the moment she saw the girl.

"...!"

To everyone's surprise, her tough-guy second uncle turned out to be her little fan, Liu Ying.

Yan Huan recalled how she had pretended to be the Star Core Hunter Sam and acted arrogantly in front of her, and she immediately felt remorseful.

She was incredibly patient and didn't expose him!

What are you looking at...?

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Liu Ying frowned slightly, a worried look on her face.

Are you blaming me... for lying to you?

Chapter 707 The Mad Villagers

……

Inside the bright lobby.

Gallagher walked down the red carpet and came to Sunday.

"Ha, a maze of corridors and halls, traps and mechanisms everywhere..."

"The owner of this mansion is a bit too paranoid."

On Sunday, with his back to Gallagher, he tilted his head slightly.

“You have a good sense of humor, Sheriff.”

"Hopefully, this humor has helped you find the serial killer."

Gallagher smiled faintly:

"This is just my personal opinion."

"What, did I touch a nerve?"

Sunday lowered her voice and turned to look at the old man:

“Mr. Gallagher, my patience is running out.”

“Slacking off will only make me more suspicious that you are involved with the real culprit.”

"..." Gallagher was silent for a few moments, then let out a cold laugh:

"hehe."

He slowly walked up to Sunday and said sarcastically:

"You're blinded by rage now, and everyone looks like the murderer, right?"

"scoundrel, thug, drunkard, hooligan..."

“I’ve heard this kind of trash talk a lot, but I never thought I would be considered an accomplice to a murderer one day.”

Gallagher's gaze grew increasingly sharp:

“I take back what I said earlier: your problem isn’t that you’re too paranoid, you’re a madman, you understand? A madman.”

"Should you now be called... Crazy Sunday?"

“Your family broke my spine, pulled out my fangs, and now you’re accusing me of murder?”

"What a bastard... Only a drunken idiot like Suleda would go crazy over stray dogs on the street."

"What on earth is making you keep spouting nonsense here?"

"You should care more about the film and television park that has now been razed to the ground than about me."

Sunday snorted coldly:

"No need for you to remind me."

Immediately, he laughed again:

“As soon as the envoy stepped out of the mansion, I knew what he was up to. My ‘servants’ saw it all.”

"His little magic trick did fool me, but it doesn't matter, I'm very happy to see the current situation."