You want me to play the Foehn wind? Are you kidding me?

The Star Train has completely departed the star field of the Immortal Ship Luofu.

The atmosphere inside the observation car was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Lu Feng slumped on the soft sofa, his posture relaxed and comfortable, completely ignoring the shocking news that had just been leaked.

The Lord of Destruction resides permanently on the Star Train? So what? He's just a casual passenger now, spending his days looking at the starry sky and scrolling through his phone. He's living a very leisurely life. Whatever the outside world speculates about or how it shakes him has absolutely nothing to do with him.

Himeko gently rubbed her temples, watching the rapidly receding nebula and sea of ​​mist outside the window, and softly broke the silence.

"The matter in Luofu is completely resolved. We will proceed according to the original plan from now on."

She turned to look at Pam, her tone calm but carrying a subtle hint of seriousness.

"Pam, initiate the jump procedure, target Pinocone."

"Received!"

Pam straightened up and immediately ran back to the control panel with her short legs.

Before long, the entire Star Train began to hum with a deep, gentle mechanical sound, and the scattered starlight enveloped the train body like a tide.

The train, which had been moving steadily at a constant speed, began to build up its speed, a sign that interstellar travel was about to begin.

Danheng, March 7th, and Xing all sat up straight.

Walter gazed intently at the deep, boundless sea of ​​stars, his expression exceptionally serious.

"Everyone, get ready."

Walter whispered his instructions.

"More importantly, the entire universe has most likely already received the message that when we arrive in Pinocene, the situation will be completely different from what we expected."

No one responded.

Everyone knew that this trip to Pinocchio was no longer a simple completion of a planned journey.

Behind them followed a "time bomb" powerful enough to shatter the entire star system... the Annihilation Lord, Burning Wind.

No one knows what storms await them.

……

At this moment, in less than twenty minutes, the news that "[Great Lord of Annihilation, Burning Wind, is permanently stationed on the Starry Sky Train]" had completely swept through all the prominent forces in the nearby star sea, spreading at an absurdly fast speed and completely out of control.

The first to react was Interstellar Peace Corporation.

Pierpoint's corporate headquarters, a normally highly confidential and orderly intelligence hub, was now in complete chaos.

Executives and intelligence specialists from various departments were all huddled in front of the holographic screen, staring intently at the newly updated top-priority intelligence report, their faces filled with disbelief.

The huge conference hall was completely silent, save for the beeping of the instruments.

A full half minute passed before a senior executive slammed his fist on the table, his tone filled with absurdity and shock.

"What's going on? Did I misread the data? The Annihilation Lord, Burning Wind? That Annihilation Envoy who followed the Star God of Destruction, Nanook, to conquer the star sea and flatten countless star fields?!"

"Wasn't it said that the Fenfeng had long since disappeared, either in hiding to recuperate or waiting for an opportunity to launch a new destructive campaign? How come they're on the Star Train?"

"Permanently stationed? Continuously coexisting? What the heck are those four words?!"

The company's senior executives were completely dumbfounded.

In the established understanding of all cosmic forces, the Annihilation Lord is the sharpest and most terrifying dagger of the Destruction faction.

Their sole purpose is to carry out destruction, cleanse star systems, and end civilizations.

Throughout history, no great ruler has ever given up conquest to stay peacefully on a wandering train as an ordinary passenger.

This completely overturns the common sense that has existed in the Star Sea for thousands of years!

Some people stared intently at the screenshot of the intelligence report, muttering to themselves.

"Isn't the Star Train supposed to be a legacy of the Star Gods? It travels the universe, connects the stars, and maintains a neutral and free stance, never getting involved in the conflicts of the major destinies... How come it's now tied to a top-tier monarch of the Destruction faction?"

"Could it be that pioneering and destruction are about to join forces?"

The moment those words were spoken, the entire room fell silent, and everyone felt a cold sweat break out on their backs.

If these two diametrically opposed, even antagonistic, destinies were to truly join forces, the existing order of the entire universe would be completely destroyed and restructured.

Interstellar Peace Corporation immediately activated its Level 1 intelligence contingency plan. All personnel at its overseas observation posts and intelligence agents were on standby, monitoring the Star Train's trajectory 24/7. Every second of its movement was to be transmitted back to headquarters in real time, leaving no stone unturned.

Not only the Interstellar Peace Corporation, but all the hidden forces, wandering factions, and intelligence organizations, large and small, in the universe were collectively plunged into a violent shock.

Those underground forces that had been hiding in the shadows for years, profiting from the conflicts of the Star Sea, could no longer sit still.

The previously silent secret communication channel was instantly flooded with a dense stream of messages.

"Really? Foehn is really on the Star Train?"

"Absolutely true! The monitoring data from Immortal Boat Luofu is genuine and verifiable by official records!"

"This is insane! This world has truly gone mad! Instead of wreaking havoc, the Great Khan is going on a tour around on a train?"

What trump card does the Star Train hold that would make the Annihilation Lord willingly lie low and accompany it?

"Is it possible that Fenfeng is secretly orchestrating this? Pretending to lie low while actually using the train's neutral status to travel between star systems, waiting for an opportunity to stir up trouble?"

Countless speculations, suspicions, and conspiracy theories proliferated and spread wildly throughout the Star Sea.

No one believed that Fenfeng was simply idly slacking off on his journey.

In the eyes of all living beings in the universe, every move of the Annihilation Lord must carry the terrifying purpose of overthrowing the star sea.

In an instant, the entire near-space star sea was turbulent with undercurrents, and countless gazes traversed endless stars, locking onto the Star Train that was gathering power for a jump towards Pinocene.

……

Meanwhile, far beyond countless stars, Pinocene, a star system hailed as the pearl of the cosmic dream, which is immersed in gentle dreams and enchanting illusions year-round, also received this earth-shattering intelligence that shook the starry sea.

Pinocene has never been a peaceful, secluded paradise.

This is a paradise for the world's elite, a hidden battlefield where major powers secretly vie for power, and a place where fates intertwine and undercurrents run deep.

No one who can establish themselves at Pinocchio is a fool; they are all meticulous, have a broad vision, and are frighteningly well-informed.

The intelligence had just entered Pinocchio's dream network when, within minutes, it was known to everyone in the upper echelons of the entire star system.

All the major families, secret forces, and dream administrators were in an uproar, holding emergency internal meetings one after another. The atmosphere in Pinocchio instantly changed from lazy and luxurious to tense and deadly.

Meanwhile, the true power behind Pinocchio, the head of the Oak family, intercepted this top-priority Star Sea intelligence on Sunday.

The study in the magnificent and solemn oak palace was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Warm, golden light streamed through the carved windows, illuminating the exquisite and elegant interior furnishings. The room exuded order and grace, perfectly matching Sunday's emphasis on absolute order.

On Sunday, she was dressed in a neat and luxurious outfit, her long silver hair was meticulously styled, and she exuded an aura of authority and aloofness.

He was sitting upright at a jade desk, looking down at Pinocchio's recent dream order report, his posture calm and elegant.

As the one who governs the Pinocone Order and follows the path of harmony, he has long been accustomed to having everything under control and to the stability and order of the entire star field, free from chaos and disturbance.

Under his rule, Pinocchio's dream world became orderly and well-organized, and all beings were at peace in the illusion, without strife or disturbance, with everything operating according to the most perfect order in his mind.

But the next second, a glaring red emergency warning suddenly popped up on the holographic screen floating directly in front of the desk.