I, the final BOSS of the beta test server!

That's something I'll have a chance to deal with later...

And if he cannot return safely from the Echoes of the Era at this moment, all this will become meaningless.

"Well, let's do one last confirmation."

Last looked at the dark stone tablet in front of him and let out a breath.

"The prop reserves have been confirmed to be correct."

"My mental state is still okay."

"The sequence of the pre-set original texts for the Shadow Crystal, Mechanical Structure, 'Heaven's Key', Holy Grenade, Emblem Costume, and the Fool's Library has been confirmed."

"Completely prepared."

After saying his last words, Last gently placed his hand on the epoch tombstone.

Accompanied by a cool touch, the night like a gauze gently enveloped him.

Last's sight and consciousness were shrouded in the veil of eternal night, and he was intoxicated and didn't know where to go.

……

Above the Epoch Tombstone, the light of the night flashed for only a moment.

When the light dissipated, Rast's figure was no longer in the Mysterious Tower.

"Although in reality it's only a few hours or days, this trip to the Echo of the Epoch must have felt like at least several months to him."

Professor Barbarossa's powerful voice echoed in the Arcana Tower.

He shrunk himself to human size, walked in from the door of the hall, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, looked at the place where Last disappeared, and expressed deep emotion.

"He's just a sophomore at Fanxing University, probably no more than eighteen or nineteen years old."

"At such a young age, he has to survive in a strange world for several months. I wonder if he will miss home while he's in there."

As he was sighing like this, Professor Barbarossa found that the ferret next to him didn't seem to want to pay any attention to him.

Dean Yin said nothing and just kept moving things.

It landed on the ground from mid-air, then waved its little claws and tail, continuously moving things out of the space rift of the exclusive secondary dimension and into the Epoch Hall.

First, there is a huge and neat picnic mat that can accommodate seven or eight people for camping.

Then, there were seven or eight large bottles of happy water.

Then, there were countless foods...dried fish, grilled fish cakes, potato chips and fried chicken, densely covering the entire picnic blanket that could accommodate seven or eight people.

There was even a big bucket of popcorn.

"Dean Yin, what are you doing?"

Professor Barbarossa was shocked.

As the caretaker and administrator of the Mystery Tower, Professor Barbarossa has seen many people come to the Mystery Tower.

But most of those people came and went in a hurry, with a clear purpose to go to the Secret Tower to check the information files, and would never stay for too long.

Dean Yin was the first person Professor Barbarossa had ever seen who brought a complete set of camping utensils to the Mystery Tower... the first marten.

The ferret even set up a barbecue grill and was currently using its little paws to unskillfully assemble the stainless steel pipes of the grill.

"You know what? This is called fighting with preparation."

"Are you going to make me watch the live broadcast on an empty stomach like last time... and then even having to eat depends on that little girl Ophelia's mood?"

"As for Rust's mental health—don't worry. He's much better at adjusting his mindset and tolerating loneliness than an old gorilla like you. It's not our turn to worry about him."

Dean Yin moved his ears disapprovingly, without even turning his head, and continued to fiddle with his barbecue grill and stainless steel pipe.

"Gorilla, come and give me a hand. At worst, I can give you a few of the grilled fish I made."

"The company that manufactured this grill is truly heartless. They only considered the disassembly and installation experience for humans, but never considered what would happen if their customers weren't humans, but magical creatures... They didn't even make any optimizations for ferrets."

Professor Barbarossa opened his mouth slightly in shock.

He had never seen such a shameless mink.

But in the end, Professor Barbarossa had no choice but to step forward, take over the stainless steel pipes and put them together.

Although they both look like magical animals, Professor Barbarossa's gorilla looks closer to humans than the petite ferret, and it is easier for him to assemble the barbecue grill.

There was no other way. He felt that if he didn't help, the ferret would really stay in the Mystery Tower for three days and three nights.

……

"Huh, I finally got it done. I worked so hard on myself."

A moment later, looking at the barbecue grill that was finally erected, Dean Yin breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the non-existent sweat from his face with his paws.

After doing all this, Dean Yin took out a crystal from his arms and placed it not far from the picnic blanket and barbecue grill.

The next moment, the crystal burst out with brilliant light.

In the interlaced light and shadow, a pure white light curtain slowly emerged.

"By the way, what are you doing here, gorilla?"

"Want to watch the live broadcast too?"

Dean Yin stretched out his furry tail to test the temperature of the anthracite under the grill, then retracted his tail as if stimulated by something and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, it took out several pre-marinated raw fish from the secondary dimension warehouse and placed them on the grill.

Smelling the aroma of barbecue and the sizzling fish on the grill, Barbarossa was speechless.

However, he still shook his head: "Although I am also curious about that little guy Lust's experience in the Echoes of the Era, I still have the responsibility of supervising the Arcana Tower and cannot leave my post for too long."

As he spoke, Professor Barbarossa took out a piece of pitch-black metal and placed it next to Dean Silver.

It was clearly solid metal, but the moment it touched the ground, these inky black metals quietly melted and turned into flowing liquid metal particles, like immortal mercury.

Then, these mercury-like liquid metals quickly condensed... and gradually gathered into a petite human figure.

"Her Highness Ophelia asked me to come."

"Although she's currently in the imperial capital, guarding against a counterattack by the noble alliance and can't get away for the time being, she still asked me to send a mercury avatar to record the image of Last's transmission crystal in real time."

"Your Highness's reason... seems to be that as the prototype developer of the Zenith Sword, he wants to see the effects of the forbidden weapon in its first real combat."

Listening to Professor Barbarossa's answer, he looked at the familiar petite girl figure beside him, which was formed by flowing mercury.

Dean Yin was rolling a bamboo skewer and grilling the tail of a fish on the grill... and he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

……

The other side.

Rast, who had already entered the night world, naturally had no idea what was happening in the mystery tower in the present world.

In the increasingly dark night, lines of azure words flashed rapidly before his eyes.

[It is detected that the traveler is bound to a locked historical node, and the previous night world line will be continued]

[Night World Quest: "Civilization Epic: Battle of the Broken Coast" has been opened]

[Historical background: The Broken Coast and the waterways along the coast are the bridges connecting human settlements after the catastrophe, and are also the last pulse of human civilization.

An organization called Shore Watchers has been stationed on the broken coastline for a hundred years, guarding the last shipping route of mankind for a hundred years.

Now, forbidden creatures from the depths of the ocean are stirring, and ancient legends from previous civilizations have emerged from the long river of history, just to break this last line of coastal defense.

The curtain of a turbulent era has been unveiled.

This is an epic chapter, a heroic hymn, and a fateful battle that could become a turning point in human history, determining the direction of Sixth Epoch civilization.

Chapter 140: Gray, the opportunity you have been waiting for has come (two in one)

The faint and misty night that lingered before my eyes gradually dissipated.

Even the perception of self is recovering little by little.

When Rast opened his eyes again, the first thing he felt was the cold touch under his body.

He was sitting on a metal throne, surrounded by a palace shrouded in a dim yellow light.

Through the curtain wall of the palace, one can see the magnificent scenery of the royal city in the distance. Buildings are arranged in an orderly manner, leading to the end of the skyline and the other side of the sky.

Rast was very familiar with the style of this palace. It was exactly the same as the bedroom where Akshia lived when he was carrying out the Lost Paradise plan.

However, this palace should have been destroyed by Noah in that battle, reduced to nothingness and dust under the pressure of the legend...

“So, this place was rebuilt later?”

Looking at the slowly flowing dusk light in the palace, Last murmured softly.

He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked his left heart.

Last could clearly feel that the Death Star Cup in his heart, which had gradually faded since he left the night world and entered the real world, had once again condensed into reality at this moment.

The Star Cup, shaped like a chess piece, now took root deep within his heart, connecting his authority to the remains of the entire Death God and the entire land of Paradise...

But at the same time, the Star Cup of Death was constantly eroding his flesh and blood, transforming his soul, assimilating the body and mind of the man named Rast into the appearance of the old god, trying to turn him into a suitable vessel.

"When I first came here, I was serving Her Majesty the Queen."

"But I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye——"

"Am I the new king of paradise?"

Rast looked at the iron throne beneath him and chuckled.

Take control of the entire paradise, become the new king of the underworld, use the faith of the dead as the foundation, and deepen your compatibility with the Death Star Cup.

These were the instructions Noah left for himself before he left the Echoes of the Era.

However, I didn't expect that when I entered again, all these goals had been achieved.

So, in the night world, how much time has passed?

He originally thought that the interval between leaving the Echoes of the Era and re-entering it should be similar to his perception in the present world.

But now it seems that the one month of rest he had spent in the real world would be even longer in the night world.

Thinking of this, Rast's thoughts moved slightly.

As the owner of the Death Star Cup, the new king of paradise.

At this moment, Rast is just like Axia in the past. The entire Paradise Royal City can be regarded as his home ground and a part of his territory.

Not long after, a waiter came out from the side and bowed respectfully to Rast on the throne.

"king."

"When was this palace rebuilt?"

Luster asked calmly.

For an actor who has worn countless masks and imitated countless personalities, playing a superior person is as easy as eating and drinking.

His expression was not serious, but rather gentle, but his calm voice carried the solemnity and majesty of a superior.

The servant didn't even have the slightest doubt as to why the king he served would ask such a question. He simply replied with deep trepidation, "Your Majesty."

"This palace was rebuilt two years and three months ago."

The waiter's expression revealed an unconcealable reverence. "Back then, Her Majesty Helen, the former Queen of Paradise, disappeared inexplicably. Even the palace in the center of the royal city vanished, vanishing into nothingness overnight."

"At that time, the entire royal city, and even the entire paradise, was plunged into extreme panic...Leaderless, no one knew what had happened."

"Back then—if you hadn't stepped forward and single-handedly conquered the entire royal city in less than half a year, ascended the throne, and rebuilt this palace."

"Then, perhaps the chaos in Paradise will continue for a long time... It's not impossible that the entire kingdom will even fall apart."

Two years and three months...

Then add the time it took him to ascend the throne of paradise and rebuild the palace.

In other words, nearly three years have passed in the night world of the Sixth Epoch?

Rast waved his hand and asked the waiter beside him to leave.

He stared at the dim yellow sky in the distance, his eyes thoughtful.

The length of this period was even longer than Last himself estimated.