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"And the first wish I made the moment I became an angel was to exhaust all possible divergences and traverse all the tributaries of the long river of time..."

"Go help the human civilization of the Sixth Epoch find a way to survive the end of the epoch."

Chapter 208: Let Brother Last come to my side immediately (two in one)

"Make a wish... to fate?"

Listening to Gray's clear voice, Luster couldn't help but repeat the word.

"Dean Yin, a powerful person at the angel level, can he even do something like this?"

"In theory, that's true."

Dean Yin's expression was equally solemn, his gaze fixed on the light screen, his fluffy white tail unconsciously swaying in the air.

"You should know, right?"

"With the development of science and technology, many extraordinary abilities and Night Blades... modern mechanics can actually use science and technology to replicate and achieve similar effects."

"For example, Ishtar's Night Blade, the 'Eye of Secrets,' can read minds and distinguish truth from falsehood—but if we use technology to monitor and analyze a person's heartbeat, hormone levels, brain waves, past history, and other information, we can also achieve similar effects to 'mind reading' and 'lie detection.'"

"For example, Cecil of your Shoreguards, the ultimate move he used in the Battle of Broken Shore—the one where he imagined himself as the sun, incinerating four Legendaries simultaneously—can actually be replicated using the Mechanic's technology."

"Modern nuclear weapons are manufactured using the same principles... They follow the same principles of stellar motion as Cessel's, transforming mass into pure energy and destructive power."

Dean Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, as if recalling the tragic battle he had witnessed with his own eyes when he was standing by the live broadcast screen of the Mysterious Tower.

"Of course, with the help of technology, mechanics can artificially reproduce the 'supernormal'."

"However, due to numerous limitations such as cost, prerequisites, and the financial and material resources required, even if these abilities can be replicated through technological means, the abilities of transcendents will not be eliminated by mechanics... For example, technologically-enabled 'lie detection' and 'mind reading' require the target to wear a host of monitoring devices, while Ishtar's 'Eye of Secrets' can be activated with just a single glance."

"But—even in an age of flourishing science and technology, there will always be things that 'science' cannot reach."

"It's a miracle that makes the impossible possible, a mysterious realm unreachable by human technology—it can also be understood as 'magic' that transcends the realm of the merely extraordinary."

Dean Yin paused for a moment. "This is the divine realm that only eighth-order angels can reach... It's a miracle that only those who can truly interfere with the laws of the plane can perform."

"Different angels, depending on their order of rank, are capable of performing different 'miracles', 'magic' that cannot be replicated by technological means."

"I don't know much about the miracles and magic that other sequence angels can use. This is almost every angel's biggest secret."

"But the only thing that is certain is that even an eighth-level angel who wishes to perform magic that is no different from a miracle will have to pay a huge price."

"Every angel is limited in the number of 'miracles' they can perform throughout their lifetime. This has nothing to do with the energy consumed when performing miracles, but rather stems from the limitations of the laws of the world."

"If we compare Transcendents below Legend to ordinary players in online games, then an eighth-level Angel is equivalent to possessing some of the game administrator's privileges. They can use this privilege to do things that ordinary players could never achieve—but the number of times an administrator can use this privilege is strictly limited. Once the number of times is exhausted, the administrator will be no different from an ordinary player."

Dean Yin fixed his gaze on the hazy light curtain. "And the authority this little girl named Gray gained after breaking through to the angel level is a dream come true."

"Turning fantasy into reality, rewriting reality with one's own mental imagery, this can be described as a true 'reality of fantasy', overwriting the real landscape with false objects, a miracle that science and technology could never achieve."

"But the price of performing such a miracle is—"

"Just as Little Grey herself said, she can only make three wishes in her lifetime."

As if to confirm what Dean Yin said.

After Dean Yin finished his explanation, Gray's voice also sounded.

"Making a wish to fate is a miracle that can turn dreams into reality."

"Under normal circumstances, I can use the power of the Destiny Sequence to glimpse a corner of the future, but this ability to 'foresee the future' consumes a lot of energy."

"Thus, I only foresaw future developments a few times before I had to stop and rest to recover my depleted mental strength. Even if I forgot to eat or sleep and devoted all my energy to calculating the future, the future world lines I could glimpse were extremely limited."

"But the future holds infinite possibilities. If time is likened to a vast river flowing from top to bottom, then before the 'current time point' we have arrived at, past history is fixed; there is only one main historical path."

"But from this 'current time point' onward, the long river of time has almost endless 'branches'..."

"Just like the branches of a large tree, every tiny difference, every insignificant disagreement, every little thought of a small person, can have a ripple effect on the entire body because of the butterfly effect - and then give rise to a whole new world line."

"Therefore, relying solely on my own strength, I will never be able to fully explore all timelines and all divergent futures. Naturally, it is also impossible for me to find the correct timeline from the vast sea of ​​future possibilities that will allow human civilization in the Sixth Epoch to survive and survive the epochal apocalypse."

"But, at that time, I naively believed that the reason I couldn't find a way to help human civilization survive the apocalypse was simply because I wasn't strong enough, incapable of exploring a wider range of futures... Among those endless divergences in the future, there must be a path that would allow Sixth Epoch civilization to survive safely. I simply hadn't found it yet."

"It was with this thought in mind that I made my first wish."

The girl's clear voice paused slightly, carrying a hint of imperceptible pain.

"By some miracle, my wish came true."

"The impossible has become possible. I have broken through the limitations of my own abilities and my own mental exhaustion, and plunged into the vast possibilities of the future—"

"I've traversed every divergence in the future, traveled the lower reaches of the long river of time, every divergence node that could potentially give rise to a new branch... I've exhausted all possibilities, all developments, all paths, leaving my footprints in even the smallest, most insignificant tributaries."

"In the end, I even started to lose track of who I was... Which worldline was Grey in? Was I in a simulation of the future, or was I in the present moment?"

"However, in the end, I discovered a sad fact that made me completely despair—"

Luster could hear the despair and sadness in Gray's voice:

"Even if I go through all the futures, all the possible divergences."

"But among all the divergent possibilities, there is no way that a Sixth Epoch civilization could survive."

"The Sixth Epoch will inevitably end, civilization will collapse, the world will be destroyed and reborn... and then a new cycle will begin again."

"This matter is like an irreversible axiom, a cosmic constant that can never be rewritten—it is imprinted on the outcome of every divergence in world lines."

"No matter how hard I tried before the end, no matter how desperately I struggled and jumped around... the divergence of possibilities, the prosperity of the development between different world lines, presented completely opposite attitudes."

"But in the end, all those divergent possibilities and diverse futures converged on the same point—the end of an era and the restart of the world."

"In the future, there are billions of possibilities, tens of millions of roads...but at the end of each road, the scene is exactly the same."

Gray's voice was filled with an unprecedented wavering tone. "That worldline where Sixth Epoch civilization could be redeemed never existed."

"In fact, this is a matter of course."

"In this world, there's no such thing as hard work that will necessarily be rewarded. It's not like if you work hard enough, fight hard enough... you'll definitely find a way to turn things around, a way to have a happy ending."

"Many games aren't designed with happy endings in mind. No matter how hard you try to collect items, hone your skills, recruit teammates, level up, and gather intel... in the end, the game designer can simply arrange a plot-driven death to undo all your efforts."

"It's destined, and there's no escaping it."

"In fact, there has never been such a thing as a 'perfect timeline'..."

"It's just my own wishful thinking that it exists, and I've arbitrarily considered finding that perfect timeline the meaning of my life, an ideal I'm willing to pursue at all costs."

"Expecting without permission, and then breaking the defense without permission."

Gray smiled bitterly.

"After that, I completely broke down."

"The meaning of my life, the goal I've been striving for for hundreds of years, has now been revealed by fate to me: this goal never existed... All along, I've been nothing but wishful thinking, wasting time and energy."

"The feeling of having your entire life denied, of having most of your life's efforts turned into nothing... is truly unpleasant."

"At that moment, I felt like I was back on the cliffs of that paradise royal city, and I became that little girl crying helplessly."

Her bitter voice echoed throughout the tower.

At this moment, time seems to be out of place.

The girl who was speaking was no longer the peerless leader of civilization that led the entire Sixth Epoch of humanity forward—but had become once again the young girl who had been hysterically and angrily questioning because of betrayal two hundred years ago.

On that rainy night of betrayal, the girl desperately stretched out her hand, trying to catch the receding figure, but she caught nothing.

The world was silent, with only heavy rain pouring down. Grey was left kneeling in the rain, crying helplessly, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

“When people are broken down, in the abyss of despair—they always involuntarily stretch out their hands and wave them around, trying desperately to grab something.”

"It's like a drowning person desperately grabbing at a life-saving straw."

Gray's voice rang out again.

"So, at that time, the meaning of life was completely denied, and my mental defenses were completely broken... The person I subconsciously thought of, the one I wanted to grasp at like a lifeline, was you, Brother Rust."

"At that time, the only thing on my mind was to find you, Brother Last."

"I subconsciously thought that if it was my brother, Luster, who always appeared like a hero when I cried and saved me in my past life... then he would definitely have a way."

"As a pillar of support and a means of salvation for me from the abyss of despair."

"And—finding new possibilities from the impossible, a way to redeem Sixth Epoch human civilization."

"Also, at that time, more than two hundred years had passed since my farewell to you, Brother Last, by the Broken Coast."

"For more than two hundred years, during those seventy thousand sleepless nights, I've thought about you, Brother Last, day and night..."

"Memories of the past gradually fade away, and longing slowly ferments in the long-lasting nostalgia, gradually becoming distorted and corrupted."

"In the end, even I found it difficult to see clearly what kind of feelings I had for you, Brother Luster."

"Thinking about it now, perhaps it was far more than just a simple longing and remembrance..."

"Rather, it has already fermented over time, twisting into a kind of dependency, or even an extremely pathological possessiveness."

Gray smiled as if to herself.

"In short, under the dual influence of that incredibly intense longing that had fermented for over two hundred years, even to the point of gradually deteriorating... and the subconscious urge to seek support and a lifeline due to a mental breakdown—"

"For some unknown reason, I made a second wish to fate."

"A wish that I regret to this day."

"That wish is—"

"Tell Brother Luster to come to my side immediately."

Chapter 209 It's You, Gray (Two in One)

"That was the cry of a girl who had fallen into the abyss, bursting out in the most desperate and helpless moment."

"Calling for the hero in her past life who would come to her rescue whenever she cried out."

Gray's voice echoed once again in the watchtower.

"I thought that as long as I fulfilled this wish."

"Then, guided by fate, Brother Luster, who has rescued me from danger countless times in the past, will appear before me again and redeem me."

"After all, you were always like this before. When I needed you most, you appeared in my life like the wind, and then left like the wind. No matter how hard I searched later, I could never find your trace again."

The girl's voice was like the melodious wind chimes at midnight.

"I don't even need Brother Luster to provide any substantial help... I just need to be able to see you and have you by my side—"

"Then I will be able to regain the courage to face the inevitable end, the tragic ending where the entire meaning of life is denied."

"That was my only wish at that time—to meet you again."

"However, it wasn't until after the wish was fulfilled that I realized I was wrong."

"Big mistake."

Gray's voice stopped from then on.

At the same time, hazy light and shadows were surging in the crystal light curtain.

The red and blue dots of light that had originally interlaced on the light screen and the map of the Western Continent where human civilization was rapidly expanding disappeared.

Instead, there is a clear picture.

Towns ablaze, walls crumbling, floors falling.

Hot air blew up with smoke and dust, metal pipes twisted and deformed in the heat, steam and flames filled every direction...

There was also the sky, burned black and red by thick smoke and fire.

This is a dilapidated, desolate ruin.

At the same time, Last's gaze completely froze.

The image on the light screen was reflected in his eyes, like an old dream coming again and reflecting into reality.

In the light curtain, everything in the dilapidated ruins was so familiar.

Every collapsed wall, crumbling floor, street burned black by the fire... every building, every detail, matched the memory in Last's mind one by one, without any error.

He slowly closed his eyes.

He felt the nightmare in his mind, which had been lingering in the depths of his soul and made him unable to tell whether it was an illusion, gradually reflected into reality and perfectly matched the picture on the light screen before his eyes.