If you're asked to make a drama, then you'll make a drama about Collapsed Star Railway?

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"As for the sea patrol knights..."

After explaining the train incident, Huang Quan looked at Portio and said, "You may have guessed it, Mr. Portio, I did this on purpose and was waiting for your arrival."

"Only in this way can I fulfill my long-cherished promise and return his belongings to their rightful owner."

Chapter 267 The Death of the Envoy! The Terrifying Achievements of the Sea Patrol Rangers!

Potio's guess was correct.

Huang Quan was indeed prepared!

Viewers practically pressed their faces against the screen, scrutinizing every single frame that followed.

After all, if this conjecture is true...

Between that pinocene and the underworld and the sea ranger.

This created a mysterious connection.

But even the most skilled anthropologists hadn't discovered this connection in the previous storylines.

The comments section had already been discussing this.

If Huang Quan's purpose is related to Potio and the Sea Ranger.

Her actions and goals, which were always at the center of the Pinocchio storm in the plot, did not intersect.

There seems to be no sufficient reason for Huang Quan to come to Pinocchio.

After all, if the goal is simply to find the sea patrol knights, it doesn't matter where you disguise yourself, since the knights will find you sooner or later anyway.

Why bother coming to Pinocchio and then destroying the Annihilation Gang?

This creates a parallel line.

This is a major flaw in the story!

Considering the various speculations circulating online before.

The audience couldn't help but have a thought.

Could it be that.

Will this third episode really not have a perfect ending?

Under the watchful eyes of the audience.

The screen suddenly went black.

The Yellow Springs' confession slowly began to play.

"Someone once told me."

"The dew is the tears of God, flowing down because of the sorrow of the world."

"But the fact that they will fall means that the gods have not lost hope in this world."

The confession ended.

Countless raindrops tore through the darkness.

This is a bleak world.

Barren mountains, a boiling black sea.

The sky was covered by thick, dark clouds, and the sun's original position was replaced by a black sphere.

The sphere was pitch black, like the sun, but it was constantly dripping an unknown black liquid.

The liquid then formed a line in the air.

Accompanied by torrential raindrops.

Everything seemed so hopeless.

Huang Quan, holding a red umbrella, and the person next to him wearing a straw hat and bamboo hat are gazing at the black sun.

"Once, I, like you, hoped that it would stop one day, and ten years, decades passed... In the end, I hope it will come to an end sooner than this rain."

"It seems the god you speak of does not exist."

The figure of the man in the straw hat looked weathered, like an old man.

As he spoke, the old man's gaze was fixed on the distance.

The camera followed this gaze, showing the audience what the old man was looking at.

In that black rain, there were countless hands, like swirling smoke.

One after another, they emerged from the sea, stretching straight towards the sky, as if trying to touch something.

The audience had no idea what was happening.

But the visuals, the sound, and the environment.

All of this made them feel a sense of oppression from the bottom of their hearts.

……

What did I do to this? Is this still Pinocchio?

It's so depressing. The black rain, the black clouds, the black sun, and those hands—just looking at them sends chills down my spine.

I always feel that each scene is conveying an emotion, but I can't quite put my finger on what that emotion is.

Why are these hands reaching towards the sky? What are they trying to grab?

Are these the souls that perished under the blade of the Yellow Springs?

……

The comments section was flooded with messages.

There are all kinds of speculations.

at this time.

The old man spoke again.

"The journey of mortals is like crossing the water in a small boat, leaving a winding trail. Compared to the fleeting nature of a human life, these waves will not subside for a long time."

"And some of them left such a strong mark on the water that they left their mark on the surface of the water."

Huang Quan replied softly, "Like the shadows on a sponge."

“Hmm… (893…9)”

The old man responded:

"Blood Sin Spirits, the obsessions of those on the path of fate, are born from the shadows of IX, see themselves as the real people, and repeat the actions of the deceased in life."

"They are born from nothingness, go towards nothingness, and live a meaningless life."

"But they...were once my most important companions, a group of sea patrol knights."

The old man spoke calmly.

But the words carried a magical power.

The audience listened intently.

Are you watching over them?

Huang Quan inquired.

"No, I'm performing a ritual to help them pass on to the afterlife."

The old man said slowly, "It was a brutal war, a war that shook the world. The universe witnessed the fall of the Great Monarch Zhu Luo, but the price was something that no one except those who experienced it would remember."

"The will to die for the hunters will not cease until the end of their lives, so someone must come to guide them. They were heroes in life, and they should not be reduced to empty puppets in death."

"As for me, I lost so much in that battle that I became the most suitable person to do this."

The old man's words were like a bomb, sending the audience flying.

Many people felt a shiver run down their spines.

This information is absolutely mind-blowing!

It's not just the mystery surrounding the old man's identity.

The audience checked several times to make sure they hadn't misheard, after all, it concerned the death of a messenger!

He's also a Destruction Envoy!

……

A group of sea patrol rangers! They killed a Destruction Commander?!

Until now, the Commander has always been called the Commander, but this group of patrolling sea knights did not have such a title. They were just a group of hunting adventurers who killed a Destruction Commander!

Holy crap! How did they do that?!

And the old man's line about the hunter's will to die never ending really gave me goosebumps.

Damn, is hunting really that awesome?!

……

too exaggerated!

The barrage of comments almost instantly covered the entire screen.

This is also the first time that the audience has directly experienced the patrol and felt the strength of the sea patrol knights.

Many people feel that the path of a hunter is a bit too predictable.

But these debates end today.

(Li Lihao) confirms that the patrol and sea patrolling heroes are not some kind of amazing battle scenes, nor do they have explosive special effects and character designs.

Only one old man uttered a single, understated sentence.

The Great King of Extinction, Zhu Luo, is dead.

He died at the hands of a group of sea patrol knights.

Even though the cost was extremely high, the events behind it and the predetermined fate it was designed to cause chills to run down the spines of viewers.

…attack…

Before, when Potio said that no one dared to mess with the Sea Ranger, I didn't really understand, but now I do.

Damn it, a bunch of vengeful monsters. They can even kill the Great Lord of Annihilation. No one dares to mess with them, no matter what their fate is.

Before this, I was wondering about their place in the universe, including the Hunting and Brother Lan. Well, now I'm not confused anymore. Brother Lan is awesome!

Damn, I have a feeling that hunting is going to be super popular after today!

You know, I've been a loyal follower of Brother Lan since I was a child.

.......

Chapter 268 The Real Hidden Wolf Sunday! A foreshadowing that will shock the audience!

The information revealed about the patrolling rangers has excited the audience.

And then.

In the scene, the old man asks Huang Quan why he is helping him.

Huang Quan's answer was quite intriguing.

"The meaning of nothingness, that too is what I seek."

Huang Quan's tone was very calm, and his speech was relatively slow.

The old man didn't seem surprised: "Thank you, stranger. I hope you find the answer on this journey."

"..."

"Before that, I have one more question."

Huang Quan suddenly spoke up: "Admittedly, the actions of the Blood Sin Spirits, and even their entire lives, are meaningless from our perspective, but if, I mean if."

"If this is exactly the outcome the deceased desired, should we still demand a change?"