The voice that spoke these words was incredibly clear and melodious, like a mountain stream flowing through the valley, or like the wind rustling through silver bells.

But in this desolate and desperate battlefield of the starry sky, its very appearance is an extreme form of eeriness.

The moment the words were spoken, everyone present froze almost simultaneously!

Everyone, including Gu Xu, turned their gaze toward the source of the sound.

And then... behind Governor Mond.

Among those rows of heavily armored guards, their auras heavy and solemn, standing like statues.

An ordinary-looking soldier slowly walked out of the ranks.

His pace was slow, even somewhat casual, which seemed out of place in the extremely tense atmosphere around him.

Mond's eyes narrowed suddenly, his face filled with surprise and astonishment.

The guards behind him were all elites selected from among the best of the Ozheimer family, his most trusted warriors.

How could anyone interrupt in such a flippant tone at a time like this?

How dare they speak without his permission at a time when the fate of the entire divine realm is at stake?

This is contempt for military law and disrespect for the ruling elders!

However, before he could even open his mouth to reprimand, what happened next left the iron-fisted governor, along with all the ruling elders present, completely stunned.

The soldier walked along while... changing.

His originally ordinary height was rapidly shrinking at a visible speed, and the heavy, standard armor he wore was like a melting candle, silently dissolving and peeling away.

It turned into specks of light.

Immediately afterwards, his body shape began to become slender and soft.

Her short, neat hair grew wildly, converging into a silvery-white waterfall at the back of her head, eventually playfully tilting to one side and being tied into a lively side ponytail.

The whole process took only two or three seconds.

When that figure finally stepped out of the queue and stood before everyone, it had completely changed.

She was a petite girl who looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old.

She had long, silvery-white hair that seemed to have been shattered with starlight, a pair of bright red eyes that were as clear as rubies, and a black dress with a unique design that was somewhere between a formal dress and a battle dress.

She walked barefoot, her small, white feet barely touching the ground, a slightly languid smile on her face.

This scene was too absurd, too surreal.

So much so that the six ruling elders present experienced a brief mental breakdown.

When did such a... monster infiltrate the most elite legions of Ashmerkrt?

The reason they used the word "monster" to describe the girl in front of them was...

It was because all of their mental perceptions were completely ineffective against this girl.

Yes!

It's invalid!

She was like a non-existent phantom, a walking black hole.

It was standing right there, yet it couldn't be locked onto by any means.

The feeling was like an ordinary person trying to look directly at the singularity of the universe with their naked eyes, seeing nothing and perceiving nothing but endless emptiness.

Under the shocked, bewildered, and horrified gazes of everyone, the white-haired girl did not falter in the slightest.

She ignored the six elders in charge and the governor of Mondstadt beside her, and walked straight through the crowd to Gu Xu.

Then, under everyone's almost frozen gaze, he made a move that instantly silenced the entire audience.

She lifted her skirt and gracefully bowed to Gu Xu.

"after all……"

The girl slightly raised her head, her crimson eyes looking up at Gu Xu, a slight smile playing on her lips, and continued to finish what she hadn't said before: "The one before me is the Lord of the Past."

boom!

These words instantly stirred up a storm in the minds of the six ruling elders present!

At the same time, they were utterly taken aback by the situation before them.

Lord of the Old Ones?

She... actually knew too!

Moreover, judging from her current attitude, her understanding of the term "Lord of the Old Ones" seems to be more profound than that of those of them who have only just learned a tiny bit of information from Anya.

Much more profound!

What they found most absurd and terrifying was that this mysterious and powerful figure, whose strength was unfathomable, was actually bowing to Gu Xu at this moment.

In this eerie atmosphere, Riglie was the first to come to his senses, forcibly suppressing the horror in his heart.

"Who are you, sir?"

"Why are you among my Ashmektin's troops?"

His tone was clearly wary and guarded.

After all, the sudden appearance of such a powerful unknown entity in one's own command center is a major event that could shake the morale of the army.

However, the white-haired girl seemed not to have heard his question at all.

However, her crimson eyes stared unblinkingly at Gu Xu.

That focus and devotion made Rigli and the other rulers of the divine realm feel a strange pang of sadness.

After all, their century-long reign over the star field seemed rather ridiculous in the eyes of certain beings, who simply didn't bother to answer their questions.

Gu Xu looked at the girl, remained silent for a moment, and then asked with some curiosity, "Do you know me?"

"certainly."

The girl stood up, a bright smile on her face: "You are the ruler of the past, the embodiment of calamity, the taboo that walks the universe. Your radiance, even across billions of stars, can still illuminate the path for us followers."

Her words were less an answer and more a hymn of fervent praise.

"About my identity?"

"That is naturally... a follower of the great Old Ones, a believer of the Old Ones..."

She deliberately drew out her words, as if enjoying the tension and anticipation that had everyone's appetite whetted. Finally, under everyone's gaze, she parted her red lips slightly: "You may call me the Singer of the End... the Fool."

The Singer of the End?

Fool?

What is this?

Clearly, Gu Xu was quite unfamiliar with this title.

However, the other six rulers of the divine realm were not so calm after hearing this name.

Everyone's expression changed slightly.

After all, they knew very well that there was only one organization in the world known as the End Singers, and that was... the Fool's Court.

That most mysterious and oldest Old Ones organization in the world!

Those madmen who believe that the coming of the old day is the ultimate truth of the universe and that the only meaning of existence is to witness that moment.

At that moment, they suddenly understood what it meant for them to flock to the old authority like moths to a flame once it reappeared.

Originally, I thought it was just an exaggerated rhetorical device.

But now it seems that it was a realistic description!

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