Collapse Iron: I just transmigrated! You want me to save the Black Tower?!

[Cloud Cavalry: Emperor Bow Master!!! Emperor Bow Master!!! Emperor Bow Master will not die!!! The hunting arrows will never be extinguished!!!]

[Cloud Cavalry: The Emperor's Bow and the Fate Master will surely prevail!!! The hunting arrows are invincible!!! The immortal ships soar, the Cloud Cavalry are ever victorious!!!]

[Cloud Cavalry: That madman!!! He actually dared... He actually dared to attack the Emperor Bow Master!!! He deserves to die!!! He deserves to die a thousand times!!!]

[Cloud Cavalry: Imperial Bow Master!!! Where are you!!! Please respond to us!!! Please—]

[Feixiao: Cloud Cavalry, shut up! All of you, shut up!]

[Feixiao: Of course Emperor Bow Master isn't dead! This is just an image! An image! Think clearly!]

[Yao Guang: People who can't control their mouths shouldn't speak publicly on the Heavenly Curtain. Do you want the Immortal Ship to become the enemy of the entire universe?]

the company.

Diamond leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped on his knees. His expression remained unchanged, but his fingers tapped lightly under the table, a little faster than usual. In his other hand, he twirled a chip, making two circles before suddenly stopping.

"He's gone mad."

"He not only went crazy, he also succeeded."

Opal's voice was unexpectedly calm: "He, a mere messenger, blew up the Star God. Whether the Hunter lives or dies, the fact itself is already outrageous enough."

“This isn’t just about him alone.” Emerald held up her wine glass and swirled it gently. “He borrowed the power of pleasure. Aha gave him all his power. It was a star god to a star god, not a messenger to a star god. He was just the vessel.”

“He is also the vessel,” Opal said. “No one else could have done this.”

Jade did not refute this.

Because Opal is right, someone else probably wouldn't have lasted that long.

Even in death, there is glory?

[Topa: So... is the Star Hunter God really dead?]

[Gold Sand: I don't know, but whether he's dead or not, the Immortal Ship is in trouble.]

[Topa: What do you mean?]

[Gold Sand: If the Star God of the Hunting Realm dies, the Immortal Ship will lose its star god of faith, and its foundation of thousands of years will collapse overnight. The alliance will inevitably split, and external forces will take advantage of the situation. If the Star God of the Hunting Realm is not dead...]

Sand Gold paused.

[Gold Sand: It seems Jiang Jiu is determined to fight him to the death.]

Toppa was silent for two seconds.

[Topa: Isn't he already dead?]

[Gold dust: How many times has he died? And each time hasn't he come back to life?]

Toppa didn't ask any more questions.

Anyway, that person has died too many times. Every time we thought he was really dead, and every time he came back to life. Who can be sure that this time is not another one?

On the family side, Robin stared at the empty star field on the screen and remained silent for a long time.

[The Robin: Why did he go to such lengths?]

[Sunday: ...because he had no way out.]

[Sunday: Locked onto by the hunter's arrow, cause and effect are reversed, effect precedes cause. No matter where he escapes, whether he returns to the past or the future, that arrow will find him. The only thing he can do is prevent the hunter from firing that arrow, or make the hunter give up the pursuit.]

[Sunday: So he used the power of pleasure to force the hunter to attack, and then, at the moment the hunter attacked, he traded his own life for a severe injury to the hunter. So it's highly likely that it wasn't a mutual destruction, but rather a trade of life for injury.]

Inside Onpharos.

Heather stood beside Caesar and nodded slightly.

Krystal rested her chin on her hand, looked at the image on the sky, and leaned back.

"A fight to the death...?"

"Sword Banner Lord, do you think he will let the Immortal Boat go?"

Hathaway shook her head.

"Disaster."

Krydella chuckled lightly: "Indeed, if it were me, I wouldn't have let them go either."

"After all... a blood debt must be repaid in blood!"

[March 7th: Why isn't it lit up again?]

On March 7th, holding a camera, I looked through the lens at the sky that was still not bright, feeling as if the flowers were about to wither from waiting.

Just then, a force struck her, causing her to accidentally press the shutter button.

She paused for a moment, then turned her head: "Xing, what are you doing?"

Xing scratched his head: "I lost my balance while moving things."

"Okay, okay, let me delete the photos I accidentally took earlier..." March 7th paused for a moment.

Because the photo isn't blank...

In the photo, Jiang Jiu holds the Lonely Star Sword in one hand, surrounding a group of memory thieves who are forced to retreat step by step. Combined with the surrounding environment, he looks like a god of war reborn.

March 7th: ...?

What a cool photo!!! She'll treasure it!

Thinking about this, March 7th belatedly realized that she was a little curious.

[March 7th: Wait, where is Jiang Jiu?]

In the scene, Jiang Jiu holds the Lonely Star and watches the Memory Thief retreat step by step, silently blocking the Memory Thief's route to the Memory Realm.

"I...we have no grudge against each other! Who are you! Do you even know..." The figure of the memory thief flickered and hid in the corridor made of fragments of memory, his voice distorted with fear.

Jiang Jiu's eyes gleamed with a faint purple light as he smiled and said, "Then remember my name: Shi Jin, the Great Lord of Annihilation. Welcome to the vengeance of Liu Guang Yi Ting."

"Well, if you can survive."

"You...you're making an enemy of the entire Radiant Memory Court! The Star God of Memory won't stand idly by! You'll die a horrible death!!!"

[Xi Lian: Seems like?~]

Jiang Jiu clicked his tongue and casually tossed the memory thief into nothingness.

"...Do you even need to tell me? When have I ever died a horrible death?"

The Memory Thief: "...?"

The memory thief weakly typed a question mark. All attempts to hide, escape, and resist had failed, and threats were useless. That left only one option.

"Lord Shi... Lord Shi Jin... what did we do wrong? Just tell us, and we promise we won't do it again!!"

"Spare us! We didn't do anything!! Aaaaaaah!!!"

Jiang Jiu held the Silent Star in his hand, his steps unhurried.

The sword tip grazed the ground, leaving a black trail, and swallowed up all the floating specks of memory in its path.

Jiang Jiu's denial of existence itself just happens to restrain the concept of memory, which tends to be illusory and perpetuated.

"pity......"

“When you reached out to Onphalus to satisfy your greed for memories, trying to pry open the seal of the Iron Curtain, the enmity was already formed.”

“When your actions directly or indirectly lead to the end, we are your mortal enemies.”

Followed by.

It was a cacophony of screams.

very noisy.

March 7th: ...?

[March 7th: Who angered this troublemaker again?]

[Xi Lian: Reading it together with others, it's like...?]

[March 7th: Do I have to recite it too?]

[March 7th: Looks so!]

[Star: A fanatical savior (certainly)!]

[Pearl: Your Excellency the Savior has made your stance clear, unconditionally standing against the End Times. So this is the Great Lord of Annihilation, who is the embodiment of the End Times.]

[Bai'er: Onpharos...? Breaking the seal on the Iron Tomb?]

[Screw Gumu: Based on limited information, it can be inferred that Yi Ting directly or indirectly touched Onpharos's seal in order to obtain Onpharos's memories, causing the Iron Curtain to emerge prematurely. If nothing unexpected happens, Lord Shi Jin is eliminating Yi Ting to prevent Onpharos from losing control prematurely.]

[Dahlia: It really is the Flowing Light Memory Garden, hmm... it's too dangerous, I'd better not go back anytime soon.]

Black Swan: ......

[Black Swan: I hope I wasn't in Yiting at the time. This is terrifying. Forgive my bluntness, but why was Lord Shijin willing to discuss things properly with the Immortal Boat, but immediately settled accounts with Yiting...?]

[Ruan Mei: Perhaps the Celestial Ship can also prepare to be directly purged; your savior may have run out of patience.]

【magnificent:......】

The memories flowing through the Flowing Light Memory Courtyard are filled with intense despair and death.

Jiang Jiu lowered his eyes, making sure he hadn't missed any small insects, and then stepped towards another area.

In front of a mirror.

He stood in front of the mirror for a few seconds.

"come out."

[Black Swan: !!!]

[Black Swan: Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no! This looks like it's coming for me!!!]

The goose is doomed!

[Dahlia: Pfft~ As your former colleague, I'll help you collect your corpse.]

[Black Swan: But... I didn't break any taboos...]

Jiang Jiu clicked his tongue, took a step back, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.