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grim Reaper.

"He's tall and uses heat energy to kill his opponents... This killing method belongs to either the Duke of Hellfire or Sam."

"Sam?"

Sam, one of the star core hunters, is definitely a top-notch warrior according to Walter. Kyoraku Shunsui is not surprised at all that he dares to trespass into the primitive dream, but what really makes him curious is why Sam is interested in fireflies?

"Bai Ya, are you mistaken? The Star Core Hunter is interested in the watchmaker's legacy, but Liuying is just a little girl who just died. How could they be interested in her?" Chun Shui shook the wine jug, with a lazy smile in his voice.

"There's a possibility." Byakuya gently placed the teacup on the table. "Liuying discovered the truth about the watchmaker's legacy in her original dream. Sam wanted to get clues from her, so he pursued her... But everything happened too quickly. Perhaps he didn't know at that moment that Liuying had died at the hands of Meme."

"Does that mean Liuying is being chased by Meme and Sam at the same time? What a poor little girl..." He sighed softly, and his tone rarely lost its frivolity, instead revealing a hint of melancholy.

Baiya lowered his eyes and lightly ran his fingertips over the edge of the teacup, causing tiny ripples on the surface of the tea.

"Life and death are determined by fate. If she can wake up again, I hope she won't be too obsessed with the dream."

"You seem quite open-minded about her." Kyoraku tilted his head, a hint of a smile in his eyes beneath his straw hat. "Then what do you think the probability is that the person who attacked was Duke Hellfire?"

"Thirty percent."

Bai Ya frowned. "Duke Hellfire is too patient. I wonder what opportunity he's waiting for. Now the strengths of the various factions have become apparent, and there are very few clues about him..."

"I don't rule out the possibility that he's plotting something grander. If that's the case, then taking action now to completely disrupt the situation at Pinocchio is absolutely wise for his desired [Destruction]."

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"Black Swan took them to a room filled with televisions."

"Come on—I can perform a little magic trick for you. Get ready, and be careful not to scream."

"Black Swan flicked her fingertips lightly, and four or five translucent shadows appeared in the room—all of them looked like fireflies."

"This is... a firefly?" Huang Quan frowned.

"Indeed. It's the memories of her left in this room. The gentle vibrations of the ground, the reflections flashing across the screen, the flow of memory... I gathered them together and reproduced them in fragments."

"One of the Fireflies said, 'That thing I encountered with Xing...if I'm not mistaken...it must be related to the Watchmaker.'"

Huang Quan looked at Xing: "She mentioned your name."

"You call her that behind her back, so it seems you're quite close." Black Swan smiled softly. "She seems to be sharing her discovery with someone, and...it's related to the watchmaker."

Huang Quan lowered his eyes: "She doesn't know yet that she will become a victim..."

"Several people continued to investigate the other firefly shadows. One of them stared at the screens and said, 'If... I could do it again...'"

“Is she staring at these screens, looking in the mirror…what does ‘one more time’ mean?”

"And a shadowy figure moving towards the corridor said, 'Let's go...'"

"'We'? Was there anyone else with her?" This detail piqued Black Swan's interest. She pointed to the exit on the other side of the room and speculated, "Combining this information, Liuying entered this corridor with a companion—probably only one person."

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One Piece.

"Hmph." Crocodile blew out a puff of smoke. "That girl was still working with someone in her dream before she died. Most likely someone from the company. Only the company would be willing to work with a woman as seriously ill and powerless as her... Their goal was to secure the watchmaker's inheritance. Haha, Gold Dust really plays its cards well."

"Hawkeye, who do you think Firefly is working with?"

Mihawk was sitting in the cabin, enjoying a piece of grilled meat. He took a sip of red wine, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his golden eagle eyes: "I'm not interested in guessing."

"Haha, I think you're angry, right?" Crocodile's sinister face flickered with a hint of smirk. "Just because Huang Quan didn't take action in such an extreme situation?"

Mihawk didn't answer. He wasn't angry, but disappointed. Even now, Huang Quan hadn't drawn his sword once, hadn't killed a single beast, not even when facing a beast like that...

What is she hesitating about?

Is she an indecisive person?

If it was Mirror Style, he would have drawn his sword without hesitation...

Thinking of this, Mihawk couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

Crocodile saw that Mihawk was unhappy, so he didn't bother him anymore. Instead, he glanced at Buggy and said, "Hey, clown, what do you think?"

Bucky shuddered, and the skewer in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. He swallowed and laughed dryly, "Ahahaha... maybe he's collaborating with that Sam?"

"Sam? How could that woman possibly be working with Sam? Sam is obviously hunting her too, right? Boring..." Crocodile snorted coldly, his golden hook flashing a cold light in the sunlight. "An idiot like you can only come up with this kind of answer."

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"The three of them continued forward, and at a corner of the corridor, Liuying said in a panic, "What are you...?! This isn't what we agreed on..."

"The situation is starting to change. It seems that the companion... has deviated from the original plan." Huang Quan said.

Black Swan nodded. "Or, judging by the outcome... this is that person's true 'plan.'"

"As we walked along the corridor, we saw the shadowy figure of Firefly running towards the door below the stairs. 'Mech...?! Why...'"

Huang Quan moved a little closer, carefully observing the phantom's frightened expression. "She was forced to walk this way by someone, and..."

Black Swan mused, "[Mecha]... That's an intriguing statement. I remember the Hound family was hunting for a criminal—a 'tall man in silver armor.'"

"The shadow of the firefly reached the bottom room, its tone somewhat despairing: "The door... can't be opened... This is a dead end..."

Huang Quan analyzed, "From these few words, we can infer that Liuying's companion betrayed her and locked her in this room alone, while he himself disappeared... Why?"

“She said the deal involved a ‘watchmaker’ – and anything involving a watchmaker would offend many people.”

Chapter 353: Pinocchio (Part 42)

Dragon clan.

"I hate seeing people deceive and treat women harshly... and such a lovely girl, oh, this gold dust really doesn't know how to be gentle with women."

In the Takama-ga-hara VIP box, the halo of the crystal chandelier dyed the champagne in Caesar's hand red, and he sighed deeply.

"Gold dust?" Chu Zihang looked at him expressionlessly. "What does this have to do with gold dust?"

"Isn't it obvious enough?" Caesar placed his champagne glass on the crystal coffee table, the crushed ice in the glass trembling slightly. "Liu Ying and Sha Jin worked together to investigate the original dream, but along the way, they were hunted by Meme and Sam. Sha Jin betrayed Liu Ying and left her alone in the room... Doesn't that make sense?"

"No, I don't think that's right." Chu Zihang asked, "Why would Shajin cooperate with Liuying? Does Liuying have the value of cooperation?"

"Everyone has secrets. Maybe Liuying has something that Shajin is interested in."

Caesar's blue eyes narrowed slightly. "This is the only way to explain why a seriously ill girl like Liuying would know the contents of the invitation. Either she herself was invited by Pinocchio, or someone told her the contents of the invitation."

"But she didn't know that when she and Gold Dust came into this dream, there were only two outcomes waiting for her—death at the hands of Meme or death at the hands of Sam. And, given Gold Dust's personality, even if they worked together to investigate any clues about the inheritance, Gold Dust wouldn't let her go."

"Abandoned."

Caesar suddenly said in a deep voice: "...This is the final fate of this girl."

Chu Zihang frowned slightly.

"Of course, I'm not trying to convince you. You can have your own ideas. I'd also be happy if the girl could be safe in the end."

Caesar leaned deeply into the sofa, his legs crossed, the toes of his Italian handmade leather shoes tapping gently to the music playing in Takamagahara.

"That girl is as pure as a gardenia—do you like gardenias? Pure white, flawless... She and Nuonuo are two completely different girls. From the beginning, she shouldn't have been caught up in this vortex of fighting and killing. Her best destiny is to have a happy love affair with Xing. When I see her, I think of the love letters a girl wrote to me when I first entered school... As beautiful as a white stamen wrapped in morning dew."

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"Perhaps he wants to embezzle the inheritance, perhaps to ensure one less person knows about it, or perhaps... there's a deeper 'secret' hidden within this memory realm, and to catch the bigger fish... he needs some floating bait," Black Swan said.

"You mean... Firefly?"

"This is just a worst-case scenario. But think about it, if the person who started all this was nearby, why would he let us search everywhere? Unless... unless he has something more important that he needs to - or is confirming."

"Black Swan pointed to the side corridor and said, 'She has no other way to go but to leave through the side corridor.'"

"I pushed open the door to the side corridor and saw Liuying running downstairs: 'There's actually a path here...'"

Black Swan's tone was filled with regret: "The ever-changing pathways lead to wandering memory memes... She is completely lost in the memory realm."

"Pushing open the door, there is a path leading to the lobby. Liuying is still secretly happy: "Finally back to the lobby, so..."

"Watching the girl rushing towards death step by step, Xing's mood plummeted to the bottom, but suddenly he heard Huang Quan's warning voice: "Everyone, over there-"

"Looks like someone's been waiting for you for quite some time. Are you finally going to take the stage..." Black Swan said with interest, "...Star Core Hunter Sam."

"As the three of them entered the lobby, the air was filled with the faint smell of burning metal."

"Sam's back was to them. The silver-white silhouette of his mech shone like a drawn blade in the dim light. In his hands he held the remains of the Dream Theater, and the subtle hum of hydraulics could be heard from his joints."

"Be careful," Huang Quan whispered, his hand tightly gripping the scabbard as he stood in front of Xing without making a sound.

Sam slowly turned around, his gaze fixed on them like a wild animal: "A ranger, a... rememberer..." His voice carried the cold, mechanical quality of "Just leave now, and no one will get hurt."

"Before he finished speaking, a blazing wave of fire suddenly erupted, sweeping across the entire hall. The air distorted in the intense heat. His figure became even sharper in the flames, as if it would transform into a silver arc of light in the next second."

"Otherwise, you will all die."

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The Valkyrie of the End.

In the laboratory, Tesla's fingertips slid rapidly across the suspended holographic projection, countless data streams flashing at his fingertips. His Superman fully automatic machine - the unfinished steel giant - stood quietly in the experimental chamber, some of its mechanical joints being adjusted.

"Tesla!"

Suddenly, the door to the laboratory was pushed open, and Brunhilde rushed in. "Don't stare at your mech, look up at the sky!"

Tesla raised his head when he heard the sound, and his pupils suddenly contracted the next second.

"This, this is..."

"Molten Knight—Sam. A mechanical creation very similar to the one you're researching." Brunhilde raised an eyebrow in interest. "How is it?"

Amidst the sky, a silver-white mech slowly rose to its feet. Its lines were as sharp as a blade, and its back thrusters blazed with fiery flames. Each of its movements was precise, almost graceful, yet packed with devastating destructive power.

"It's... so beautiful..." Tesla's eyes flashed with an almost obsessive light.

"Why, are you fascinated by this mecha?"

"It's not just a mecha..." Tesla muttered, "Its energy core, movement logic, armor structure... all are different from my existing technology! If I can use it to fight against God——"

"Is there a chance of winning?" Brunhilde asked.

Tesla was silent for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know. I need more combat data... Who is its driver? What is the limit of the mecha? Does it have something to do with the driver?" He stared at the sky, wishing he could see all the secrets under this mecha.

"I really want to... sit in it and try it out."

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"The detective game is over. You shouldn't be here."

"Sam's mechanical hand suddenly opened, and dazzling orange-red cracks appeared between the knuckles, as if lava was flowing under the armor."

"The next second, a blazing wave of fire exploded!"

"A scorching air current swept through the entire hall like a raging wave, scorching the very air into visible distortions. Sam's chest armor unfolded layer by layer, and his core furnace erupted with a dazzling light. A brilliant flame like a butterfly's wing burst forth from his chest, dancing wildly, illuminating his silver-white fuselage like a god bathed in flames."

"I will... set the sea on fire!"

Chapter 354: Pinocchio (Forty-three)

"Sam suddenly lifted himself up, his hydraulic joints humming sharply, and his foot thrusters erupted with a roar. A sweeping blow, like a falling meteor, slammed into everyone with violent kinetic energy and high temperature."

““Stand back!””

"Yellow Spring brought Xing aside at the critical moment. Amidst the loud explosion of the collision, Xing staggered to her feet, but when she looked down at the spot where Sam's feet had landed, her pupils suddenly constricted—"

"The tiles beneath his feet began to melt like wax, transforming into wisps of white memory that rose and dissipated like steam."

"Wait until we return to reality." Sam's visor crackled with several scorching streaks of light, and his mechanical voice was drenched in cold murderous intent. "Remember to tell everyone—it was the Star Core Hunter who sent you on your final journey."

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Marvel Universe.

Amidst the sky, the silver-white armored "Sam" was fighting one against three, facing the siege of Huang Quan, Black Swan, and Xing. Far from being at a disadvantage, it even demonstrated a subtle tendency to suppress them with its own fierce firepower. Each burst of thrusters unleashed a blazing wave of fire across the battlefield, reducing this dreamscape of memory to a scorched earth.

"Wow." Strange raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of amusement in his tone, "The firepower of this armor is really strong." As he said, he glanced at Tony vaguely.

Tony's mouth twitched, and the ice in his champagne glass clinked as he shook it. "Yeah, it's quite capable," he shrugged casually. "But if my armor was at full power, the scene would be much more spectacular."

Strange chuckled, his eyes still fixed on the sky. "How do you know Sam is at full power?"

"Wait, magician, are you implying that my armor skills are inferior to that 'Sam' thing?"

Tony slammed his champagne glass down on the table, causing the crushed ice inside to slosh violently. "Listen, I have Hulkbuster armor, a cluster laser array, and micro-missile swarms, and so on—" His tone grew more emphatic with each word. "Does that tin can have any of these besides the cool fire-breathing special effects?"