I, on the Starry Sky Railway, change everything

Do you want to watch the dying struggle of ants?

The members of the merchant guild, whose main occupation was commerce and trade and who had never set foot on a dangerous battlefield, trembled as they controlled the ship, which exhausted all their strength.

The Cloud Cavalry gripped their crossbows tightly or operated their ship cannons, aiming at the magnificent figure that seemed to obscure all paths to survival.

Attack! Take the initiative to attack!

In an instant, arrows rained down like lightning, and heavy artillery roared in unison.

The Immortal Boat Alliance possesses abundant martial virtue, and although the weapons equipped by the merchant corps are not top-of-the-line, their power is sufficient to cleanse the surface of stars, erasing and collapsing a large area.

However, the stream of light representing the hunting arrow disintegrated halfway before it hit its target.

What are these attacks trying to destroy?

Do you think a mere firefly can challenge the Great Lord of Annihilation with such insignificant power?

The unobservable, destructive force of the Commander class flowed forth, easily annihilating all attacks.

Utterly worthless, insignificant.

The true meaning of destruction in the cycle of existence is merely the normal breathing of an envoy; it cannot be considered an attack or defense.

Throughout the entire process, Huanlong's expression remained completely unchanged.

With a cold, indifferent smile, ignoring the rest of the ants, he locked onto the fox-person who could barely become a part of the plan.

Separated by the dark starry sky, Tingyun met those eyes.

It was as if a supreme truth was surging within, revealing the end of the stars, and that everything in the world should be destroyed and vanish into nothingness.

How big is the gap between a destined traveler like Tingyun and a command envoy?

She did not believe that [Hunting] was weaker than [Destruction], and no one in the Immortal Ship would have such a thought.

But the moment Huanlong lowered her eyes, Tingyun lost all ability to resist and could no longer move, even though the silver rails, which required a considerable amount of time to traverse even across the ships.

She even had the illusion that she and the entire merchant group had already vanished into thin air when the Great Lord of Annihilation appeared, and that what she had seen and felt so far was just a post-death fantasy.

Until, a phantom train, also made of energy, broke through the void, completed its mission, and delivered the sole passenger to its destination.

"Looks like I arrived just in time."

Looking around, Hua Yi was relieved to see that the members of the Minghuo Chamber of Commerce were only pale and on the verge of death due to the slight destructive force emanating from the envoy, and had not yet developed into a situation where blood flowed like rivers and no corpses were left behind. He then gazed at the Great Lord of Annihilation.

"So this is the Envoy... He is indeed not to be underestimated. Based on my current understanding of destiny, I am not able to directly block you out within the realm of [Destruction]."

Not right.

The rhythm of destruction filled the void, forming a prison from which no communication signal could be transmitted, and no one could enter.

That was just now—the Star Train?

The nameless pioneers of [the frontier]...A messenger of Aquivilli?

The illusionary figure was no longer indifferent; its magnificent form began to move, drawing upon the energy of destiny to unleash colossal waves that would erode the coastline...

But Hua Yi was faster than her.

Raise your hand and clench it towards the void.

As if a certain balance had been broken in an instant, the destructive power that occupied the starry sky became stagnant and stagnant. The nature of the waves underwent a fundamental change, turning into stagnant water. It was no longer a power that Huanlong could control at will.

At this moment, only those at the level of Commander can understand what has happened.

The destructive force of destiny is inverted into pure imaginary energy.

A broken mirror can be mended, and spilled water can be gathered up again.

“I have always abided by the corresponding rules. Since destiny is the main theme of the universe, it naturally has its unique aspects, so I only show my talents at the level of destiny, humbly learn, explore the truth, and have no intention of revealing anything extra.”

The flow of imaginary energy temporarily conceals this edge of the universe from both the physical reality and the imaginary dimension, isolating it in a separate manner.

That's an unimaginable magnitude, forming an imaginary tidal zone.

Time, space, and all sorts of rules are being distorted, becoming bizarre and fantastical.

The star field is no longer what it used to be, and the messenger is no longer the messenger.

The surging torrents surged in unknowable dimensions, engulfing the illusion and severing her possibility of drawing energy from her destiny and unleashing her great power.

There was no resistance whatsoever, remaining 4.2 acres.

"As a result, in order to save people, I have to break the rules a little and use methods outside of fate."

Hua Yi took a step, and some of the imaginary energy transformed into a carpet, extending from his feet and spreading towards Huanlong, which was being suppressed by the tide of imaginary energy and was shrinking at a visible speed, about to return to its original state of Suiyang.

"First of all, I can't let the Star Gods discover the anomaly here. Whether it's using [destruction] against [destruction], or choosing [preservation] or [memory], making too much noise and involving too many destinies is not safe enough."

"Secondly, I cannot simply defeat or repel you. The sudden defeat or even the silent death of the Great Lord of Annihilation would definitely cause a huge uproar. I still need to clean up the battlefield, clear the imaginary veins, and keep this star field in a state where nothing has happened."

"You're really putting me in a difficult position, Huanlong."

Chapter 281 Suppressing Huanlong and Obtaining the Sword Spirit

Under the torrent of imaginary numbers, the magnificent, illusory form crumbled and disintegrated.

She was originally a scorching sun, an energy life form, and could better understand this overwhelming tidal force than beings of flesh and blood.

Without the blessing of destiny, one is nothing more than a wisp of smoke, which may be crushed by the tide of truth at any time.

If there were a physical body, at least the process of flesh and blood disintegration would be endured, thus prolonging the last bit of life, instead of being swallowed up by the imaginary turbulence in an instant, as is the case now.

Am I... not dead?

To acquire a physical body, to absorb the love, hate, joy, sorrow and happiness of living beings, and to control one's free will—that is the nature of the sun. The essence of starlight wandering the universe has never sought a physical form, mostly because it looks down on ordinary containers.

Having truly experienced the devastation that could destroy oneself, Huanlong developed an instinctive desire for a physical form; however, this desire paled in comparison to his bewilderment at the unknown present.

She is constantly manipulating [destruction], trying to escape.

However, all efforts were in vain, failing to even make a ripple.

The rules were distorted, and the threads connecting destiny were all in chaos. The 19 decrees issued by the Great Lord of Annihilation could no longer reach their proper places, nor could they elicit a response from that mighty river of power.

The link between the two is completely severed by the imaginary tides.

What method is this?

This is not pioneering at all, absolutely not!

In the vast universe, there are people who can sever the connection between the messenger and the destiny they belong to.

If Huanlong hadn't failed to sense Huayi's interference with destiny, and instead believed that the surging energy was all imaginary, he might have even thought that the other party was Nanuk, the God of Destruction, who had come to punish him and retract the blessing given to the messenger.

Even if he actually protected the hunting ants, it can only be attributed to the sublime nature of the Star God, whose will is unfathomable and incomprehensible.

Unfortunately, this place is filled only with [imaginary numbers].

"what do you……?"

Ignoring the broken murmurs uttered with great effort by the Great Lord of Annihilation, Hua Yi gathered the torrent and gradually suppressed the azure flames that could no longer manifest any form or reveal their original form.

Forcibly resisting the imaginary tidal zone will result in annihilation; Huanlong is an energy life form and has no choice at all.

To be, or not to be?

Someone presented this question to the Great King of Extinction.

She can only contract on her own.

Get smaller, and smaller still.

From a magnificent body that obscured all hope, it became a flame no bigger than a fist.

An extremely terrifying fire.

The appearance of energy is merely an illusion; no matter how it changes, its essence remains the same.

She remains the Great Ruler of Annihilation, a weapon of ultimate and pure destruction.

However, they encountered something even more terrifying.

"It seems your destruction did not involve self-destruction; your will to live remains strong. Is this a lack of resolve in the face of [destruction]? But fate has not abandoned you."

The privileges unique to the Commander, or the different understandings of the principle of [destruction], can all mobilize the power of destiny?

There are indeed similar examples in the universe. The [Pleasure] camp is divided into the Mourning Actors and the Masked Fools. Scholars agree that the Pleasure God Aha endowed the Mourning Actors with the power to resist pleasure and advocate asceticism and penance.

Is this mechanism a new rule added by the Star God in the path of destiny, or is it given directly?

Clearly, Huanlong is an excellent sample that helps Huayi analyze his destiny.

The traces of the battlefield must be erased, and the Great Lord of Annihilation must be kept by his side. Hua Yi had already devised a plan before setting off.

Of course, you can't simply tie Huanlong up with a rope and parade her around town.

Even though Belleburg is already considered his territory.

Confidentiality must be maintained.

Having condensed the Divine Meteor Sword, Hua Yi controlled the surging torrent, giving Huanlong no chance to choose, and forcibly poured her into the sword.

Suppress, seal.

The calamity flames that could destroy eternity surged on the Crimson Greatsword, and the imaginary tides that filled the star field all flowed into the Godfall Sword, making this weapon, which was originally pulled from memory, completely materialize its energy.

The imaginary torrent forms the sword's body, and the Great Lord of Annihilation becomes its spirit.

The Godfall Sword is the prison where Huanlong is imprisoned. Its internal rules are distorted, preventing her from actively connecting to the path of destruction, but the path of destruction can flow into her unilaterally from the outside.

You are allowed to enter, but not to leave.

Thus, even though there is no death of the Great Ruler of Annihilation in the universe, the Envoy still exists in the path of destruction.

Hua Yi was also able to complete his own observations.

The study examines Huanlong's life form and the characteristics she exhibits throughout her life.

This is much better than the Star-Shattering King Insect simulator created by Ruan Mei. There is no time limit, and Hua Yi can observe it at will.

Once the analysis reaches a certain point and the simulation of the destiny level is completed, one can log in to the "account" of the Great Lord of Annihilation and invoke the Destruction Destiny.

If there are any drawbacks, it's that the Divine Fall Sword can no longer be arbitrarily condensed and dispersed in the future.

If the seal on the imaginary number is broken, it would be equivalent to releasing a messenger.

We can't let her escape.

Hua Yi ran his hand over the Godfall Sword, checked it again, and confirmed that Huanlong was in a normal state and had not chosen to self-destruct. It seemed that Huanlong was planning to observe him from the other side. Hua Yi then carried the Crimson Greatsword on his back.

The problem of the Great Lord of Extinction has been temporarily resolved; the rest—

Tingyun stood there blankly, her face filled with shock and bewilderment.

who am I?

where am I?

The appearance of the Destruction Envoy, intending to annihilate the small Minghuo Merchant Guild, was something the fox-girl could never have foreseen.

Then, a being suspected to be an envoy of the [Expansion] Order arrived and easily defeated the Great Lord of Annihilation, binding her into a sword...

What kind of method is this?

Is the difference between the orders really that big?!

Tingyun was simply walking on the path of fate, unable to accurately perceive the scale of the imaginary tides that had just surged.

Just like in the ancient times of the planet inhabited by life, when Homo sapiens looked up at the night sky, they could never have imagined how vast the universe was.

They're not even in the same dimension.

Even with her exceptional intelligence, Tingyun couldn't quickly process the facts and make the wisest choice.

She even doubted whether she was dreaming.

But the tremor he felt when he saw Huanlong lower his eyes earlier, the transcendence that merely exuded a destructive rhythm and wiped out all the merchant group's counterattacks, was so real, beyond the scope of imagination.

When Tingyun realized that Hua Yi was looking at her, she shuddered.

“My benefactor… no, Your Excellency the messenger of the Wandering Cloud Heavenly Lord, you…”

"Don't be nervous, I'm a good person."