Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

Even if he saved Beloborg with the power of the Star God, it was only because he was there, he saw it, he made a mistake, he felt guilty, and that's why he saved him.

But what about those planets in the universe that are still struggling?

What about the planets he can't see?

What will they rely on to face this despair?

Even after living on the Immortal Ship for eighteen years, the memories of that past life were already distant enough.

But that figure in the sunset always guided him.

He can't forget it.

That ideal that everyone kept hidden in their hearts in their past lives.

He was a young man who grew up under the red flag, and he was a practitioner of Mr. Ziren's ideas.

He cannot accept this injustice!

He looked at the three imposing figures.

He understood that if he refused them, he might die.

It was written in the book "Mysteries of the Stars" that I saw in General Jingyuan's study.

Those who stray from their destiny will ultimately fall into nothingness.

He looked down at his legs, then looked up at the Star God, and suddenly realized something.

He chuckled and shook his head.

so it is,

No wonder he didn't receive any of the life force's energy; he rejected it...

Is this reversing cause and effect...?

"Dad, Mom, your son is unfilial."

He murmured something softly, as if afraid of being overheard.

Then, supporting himself on the armrests of the wheelchair, the pain was still there, but his hands were steady.

He bowed deeply to those towering figures.

"A life spanning a thousand years is reduced to a single death."

He straightened up and looked directly at the star god.

"I earnestly request that, by my own decree, I invite everyone in the world to join this game."

"This situation,"

He took a deep breath.

"May everyone in the world be like a dragon!"

Chapter 73 Standing Up for the Children

Lin Si sat in a wheelchair, surrounded by endless chaotic void.

Above him, three imposing figures cast silent gazes, those gazes crossing the boundaries of fate and traversing the torrent of time, landing on this young man sitting in a wheelchair.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sigh seemed to echo from the chaos.

The sound was very soft, as soft as the wind blowing through withered leaves, or like something breaking.

Lin Si didn't know who was sighing; perhaps it was a star god who had never shown himself, or perhaps it was Chaos itself.

He felt as if something had been taken away from his body. It wasn't pain, but an empty feeling, like someone waking up in the middle of the night and realizing they'd forgotten something very important.

A leaf drifted out of his body.

The leaves are emerald green with clearly visible veins, like newly sprouted leaves.

It floated out from his chest, slowly rose into the air, and then shattered into countless tiny specks of light, drifting towards all corners of the universe.

Those points of light pierced through chaos, through starlight, through nothingness, flying towards every planet where life exists, flying towards everyone who waits for hope in despair.

Arashi gazed in the direction where the leaf had disappeared.

His figure swayed slightly in the void, as if it had become somewhat illusory.

His right hand gripped the bowstring, as if he wanted to draw it; his knuckles tightened, and the bowstring became taut. But in the end, he released his grip and did not release the arrow.

The stone that Amber King had broken off from his shoulder shattered in front of Lin Si, turning into countless tiny specks of light that scattered in all directions of the universe.

The specks of light mingled with fragments of leaves, like a silent rain showering into the endless void.

Hippe's puzzle also shattered. The fragments flew through the air, each reflecting a different light, and then drifted off in different directions.

Lin Si looked at all of this and chuckled softly.

The power of an envoy can be shared with others.

The company's ten core members are the best example.

For seven hundred years, the people of Belloborg have not been able to wait for anyone to be glanced at by the Amber King, but whether they could have resisted the antimatter legion seven hundred years ago without the energy given by the Amber King is another matter.

Lin Si didn't understand how these star gods selected the people they valued, but they did not dislike people.

Perhaps something more important affected them, making it impossible for them to see each person's face or hear each person's voice.

But Lin Si is different; he is just one of the masses.

Therefore, what he is doing now is to give hope to people all over the world.

If the desire is strong enough, even if it doesn't attract the attention of the star god, it can still activate the power it spreads to protect oneself, one's home, and others.

After all, one person becoming a dragon is not as good as everyone in the world becoming a dragon.

Something shimmering with light fell from the chaos, like a card or a small mirror.

[Awl: Everyone's a Dragon]

[Type: special props/unique props]

[Description: A person without destiny made a grand vow to the star god, and the gods granted it.]

[Note: This is not a divine gift, but the will of all living beings.]

Lin Si looked at the note and smiled.

Just then, Arashi, who had been silent all along, stirred.

He walked up to Lin Si, his towering figure obscuring the starlight in the chaos. He didn't speak, but simply handed her the bow. The bow was long and slender, gleaming with a cold light, and taller than Lin Si herself.

Lin Si was stunned.

"Imperial Bow, I refuse..."

Lan remained silent. He simply extended the bow in his hand toward Lin Si again, the bow almost touching his face, interrupting his words.

The reserved deity never expresses His thoughts. This time was no exception. He simply stood before His people and handed them His bow.

Lin Si stared at the bow for a long time in silence.

He suddenly understood.

Lan never cared whether the people He chose also chose Him.

The life of a hunter is never a transaction, not a matter of "you trust me, and I'll give you power".

Lan was merely a hunter.

He is hunting down those enemies who threaten His people, nothing more. If anyone is willing to stand by His side, He will hand them the bow, asking no reason and no reward.

He is like a patriarch.

If any of the children in the family is wronged, He will stand up for them. Whether the child appreciates it or not is their business.

As a star god, he rejected Him.

But when elders stand up for their children, the children have no reason to refuse.

He reached out and took Lan's bow.

The bow feels very heavy in your hand, as heavy as a mountain, but it doesn't feel like the weight of metal. It feels more like something heavy is pressing on your hand and on your heart.

Lan saw him take the bow and silently stood behind Lin Si.

He didn't speak, he had no expression, he just stood there, like a silent shadow.

Lin Si sat in his wheelchair, holding a bow that was taller than him.

He tried pulling the bowstring, but the silk didn't budge. He tried again, and still nothing. The bow was too big; he couldn't draw it.

Just as he was agonizing over this, pairs of hands slowly emerged from the chaotic void.

Pale hands, slender fingers, like a woman's hands, rough, covered with calluses. Small, like a child's hands, aged, with bulging veins.

Countless hands emerged from the chaos, supporting Lin Si's body.

They supported his waist, his shoulders, his arms, and his wrists. They lifted him from the wheelchair and helped him stand up.

Lin Si was stunned.

Those hands didn't stop.

Support his arm and help him raise the bow. Support his fingers and help him fasten the bowstring. Support his shoulder and help him draw the bow.

Lan stood behind him, reached out and placed her hand on his, guiding him to draw the bow.

The bowstring was pulled back.

The arrow of light condensed on the bowstring, not taken from the quiver, but gathered from the void. The light surged from all directions, converging on the bowstring, growing brighter and brighter until Lin Si could not open her eyes.

Lan's fingers loosened their grip on Lin Si's fingers slightly.

The light arrow shot out.

It pierced through chaos, through the void, through those floating specks of light, flying in one direction. That direction was Arillow-VI. It was Beloborg. It was that land besieged by wind and snow for seven hundred years.

As Lin Si watched the beam of light disappear into the chaos, the strength in her hand vanished instantly.

The hands that had been supporting him slowly disappeared, one after another, as if they had completed their mission and quietly retreated.

He slowly sat back in his wheelchair, feeling completely drained.

My arms were shaking, my fingers were shaking, and even breathing was difficult.

A void-like power seemed to spread through his body; it wasn't pain, but a heavy weariness seeping out from between his bones.

He was a little sleepy.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and his vision became increasingly blurry. The starlight in the chaos flickered before his eyes, growing dimmer and farther away.

He closed his eyes.

Before his consciousness faded, he seemed to hear several voices.

"Holy crap, why is this planet so cold! Ranpo, how are you?"

"Your Highness, Silver Spear Asura, I am unharmed! Evil is rampant here, and there is no time to lose!"

"Then let his darling throw a huge tantrum!"

"Banana banana banana banana banana banana!"

"Alright, alright, stay close to the boss and don't wander off. I'll buy you bananas when we get back."

"Beautiful lady, do you acknowledge that the pure and beautiful goddess Idrila possesses unparalleled beauty?"

Chapter 74 Injustice Still Exists Here

The world today seems somewhat different.

The King of Amber struck his hammer, marking the beginning of a new era for amber.

The sound of the hammer echoed throughout the entire universe, from Pier Point to the Celestial Ship, from Pinocchio to unknown peripheral galaxies; everyone felt the hammer's sound at the same moment.

But what truly unsettled the major powers was not the new era itself, but the scene that accompanied the hammer strike.

Pierpont, the jade pawnshop.