I, on the Starry Sky Railway, change everything

The Godfall Sword ignited, and the flames protecting Hua Yi swept across Eternal Winter Ridge.

Temperatures are rising, ice and snow are melting at a visible rate, and the cold wave, the most direct manifestation of stellar core energy, is being erased by [protection].

It certainly sensed the crisis, as soon as the train arrived in Belleburg.

And now, this feeling is incredibly strong.

The Star Core had no other choice; Cocolia was the only object it could give power to. All that remained was to unleash an energy storm, making it bitterly cold and causing rifts to spread.

Tornadoes of flame and frost swirled across Everwinter Ridge, gradually distorting space and giving birth to rift monsters, which were then suppressed by amber light before the rifts could expand further.

March 7, Natasha, and the others have already joined the battle. The power of destiny surges forth, continuously eliminating the attacking monster army. Hoshi also rushes forward, swinging a baseball bat with ease.

"Stardust Ace, goodbye hit!"

"Star, what are you fighting for now?"

"Of course it's to help you!"

Galaxy Bat Man felt that this sounded like flirting, so he coughed lightly and added.

"Just like your definition of Belleburg, a city that has stood for seven hundred years must not collapse at the last moment; it deserves a better ending."

"Behind the snow curtain, the wind is like a steel sword, but the embers remain. You should also appreciate the preserved flame; it was once weak, but it has never been extinguished, and from now on, it will surely burn brighter and brighter."

Cocolia allowed Hua Yi and Xing to talk, and allowed Bronya and her companions to eliminate the Rift Monsters, without taking the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Once, like those great guardians of the past, she was unwavering in her beliefs, guarding the [Preservation] with unwavering resolve, ignoring the whispers of the Star Core in her ear.

But Beloberg couldn't hold on any longer. The rift's erosion spread, the number of monsters increased, and humanity had to pay an ever-greater price to survive.

Cocolia saw no hope; instead, despair drew ever closer.

Two choices lie before them: either listen to the voice of the Star Core and pray that it will not bring complete destruction, or do everything in their power to delay the crisis, allowing it to brew longer so that it will erupt more thoroughly when Bronya ascends to the throne.

This is a matter for the next two generations; Belloberg can't delay any longer.

Now, as Hua Yi said, Cocolia will represent the Star Core, serving as an obstacle standing in the way of Beloberg.

Overcoming it means survival; failing means destruction.

The universe is vast; the size of a single planet is truly minuscule in the grand scheme of things.

The only remaining isolated city on the planet is even smaller.

Cocolia didn't know how much of what Hua Yi and Ji Zi said was true and how much was false.

Even if it were all true, the power of words is too weak to deny the power of the star core.

The harsh reality of Belloberg has persisted for seven hundred years.

Therefore, all you need to do is integrate the suffering and transcendence of the star core into yourself.

If he can defeat me, if he's willing to help Bronya, Berloberg could have a better future.

Otherwise, if even the Star Train, which was driven by pure goodwill, failed, what extraterrestrial force could possibly hope for?

Do you believe in the Interstellar Peace Corporation, which withdrew before the star core crashed and the disaster was imminent, or do you believe in the Amber King, whom the city builders have worshipped for generations?

“Cripper never looked down at Belloberg; it was all the builders’ wishful thinking.”

The people within the city will not hear the Great Guardian's lament, just as the Star God will not lower his gaze to the cries of mortals.

“It is impossible to establish the new without destroying the old.”

Time makes children say goodbye to childhood.

Suffering transforms naivety into maturity.

A lance appeared in Cocolia's hand.

It was once the weapon of the first High Guardian, Alisarand, and carries countless legends.

At that time, the flames of the spear burned on its tip, and Alisa wielded it as she traversed the battlefield, annihilating countless powerful enemies.

Whether the enemy is the antimatter legion or the Rift Monsters.

This weapon, passed down through generations and representing the glory of the Great Guardians, has lost its blazing flames and is now sealed within solid ice.

Will it weep? Grieve for what is not flame that entwines it?

Legendary weapons gather dust, and so does the Great Guardian.

If the raging fire surrounding Hua Yi can melt the ice, the lance will still have a chance to shine again, but for Cocolia, whose hands are half frozen solid, there may not be any more chances for a turnaround.

She couldn't even believe that Belloberg would have a happy ending, so how could she expect anything good to happen to herself?

After a brief eye contact with Hua Yi, and deliberately avoiding looking into Bronya's eyes, Cocolia raised her Frozen Lance.

"As the Great Guardian, I command you to rise—the Creation Engine!"

The ancient machines that slumbered in Yongdong Ridge awoke with a roar, and the architectural ruins seen on the mountain road were merely the palm of the creation engine.

This is a machine that the builders forged, imitating the power of Cripper, capable of transforming planets.

Once upon a time, hundreds of creation engines breathed out flames and roared across the land, like tireless giant gardeners tending barren flower fields. In just a few decades, ravines and hills were transformed into plains and forests, and cities sprang up along the coast.

Until the omen of destruction arrived, the builders deployed all their machinery to the battlefield, constructing the first ironclad defensive line.

The soldiers of destruction, like fireflies dancing on fire, followed closely behind the star core, leaving trails of devastation on the earth.

The machines that were once used for creation have also been reduced to weapons of mass destruction, forced to fight on battlefields where they do not belong.

In the end, the giants who cultivated the gardens collapsed from exhaustion, like tombstones marking the gradual retreat of the front lines.

"The remnants of the old era should not fall in this battle."

Hua Yi seemed to have anticipated this, already aware of the existence of the Creation Engine, and stared at Cocolia, who wanted to control the mechanical giant first to buy time and receive more star core energy.

“Beloberg has always been protected by [Sanctuary], and the builders’ faith in the Amber King was neither foolish nor wishful thinking.”

The flames intensified, the snow on Everwinter Ridge melted, and even the illusory soldiers had to break free from their ice sculpture state.

However, before the Legion's lesser demons could even experience their long-awaited freedom, they were burned to ashes by the flames, just like monsters born from the rift, wanting to hone their claws in reality.

“However, the Star God is indeed too far from Beloborg—I will invoke the will of the Great Guardians of all ages here to explain the Gate of Preservation to you!”

Chapter 200 He Wants to Save Everyone

Hua Yi simulated the "account" of breeding the Star-Shattering King Insect, and also learned as much as possible about the trajectory of the Great Guardians of the past in Beloborg.

Stirring up destinies and connecting time and space, the appearance of Hilly proves its feasibility.

This time, they're using the names of the seventeen Great Guardians that Cocolia previously held to act recklessly!

Let mystery veil the years, and let memory connect us to the distant past.

Finally, [preservation] transcends time, creating entirely new possibilities.

I call upon the great guardians of Belloberg's past.

Fate is turbulent, and great power constantly surges into reality.

Attack! Attack!

The star core shrieked in Cocolia's ear.

Even though the Cancer of All Realms is not a cunning and intelligent being, and has been bewitching the Great Guardians for seven hundred years, it can still turn time into sustenance by maintaining infinite patience with those wooden figures who have their sight and hearing blocked.

It understood that if Hua Yi continued like this, it would truly be sealed away.

The rifts continued to grow, turning Everwinter Ridge into a distorted world unlike anything in the human realm.

However, the countless monsters that were born could not get close to Hua Yi at all, and were all blocked by Xing, San Yueqi, Xi'er and others who took the initiative to attack.

The cold wave raged, yet it could not penetrate the protective flames. The frost tornado was ignited by the raging flames, and it was impossible to tell whether the two were extinguishing each other or whether the wind and snow were fueling the fire.

The creation engine was suppressed by the faintly visible amber color. The mountain-like giant encountered something taller and heavier, and could not move.

All the disasters brought by the Star Core, and even the ancient machines that Cocolia awakened using the authority of the Great Guardian, were firmly suppressed.

The energy from the star's core spread wildly, manifesting as gales that pierced Cocolia's still-unfrozen flesh and blood, causing her excruciating pain.

Watching the flames spread like wildfire from Hua Yi, igniting the entire Yongdong Ridge, Cocolia smiled silently.

She took a step forward and approached the warrior holding the flaming sword.

Cocolia, don't come any closer!!

The person who knows you best is often your enemy.

The Star Core Voice imitates those great guardians of the past; it is gentle and melodious, and Cocolia once regarded it as a kind and persuasive elder when she was a girl.

Later, the Star Core stopped pretending, and the inhuman thing uttered inhuman babbling and ravings, because Cocolia and Beloberg really had no chance to struggle.

Until the arrival of the Star Train, in order to eliminate the threat to Cocolia, the Star Core's voice returned to its friendly and pleasant tone.

Now, another change is happening. The howling is vibrating in our ears, without any seduction or deception, leaving only one purpose.

It is preventing Cocolia from getting close to the most dangerous presence on the battlefield.

If Hua Yi were to seize this opportunity to attack and kill Cocolia, whose body had already been eroded by the power of the Star Core and who was the only one who could cooperate, the Star Core, which had already been suppressed, would lose all means of resistance.

Brilliant and beautiful, it showed no trace of the true nature of the cancer of all worlds. Dazzling energy surged wildly from the star core, trying to stop Cocolia and create an insurmountable barrier between her and Hua Yi.

The Great Guardian stopped, met Hua Yi's gaze, and slowly tightened his grip on the frozen flame spear.

Charge up your strength, then throw.

She finally launched her attack.

It wasn't that Cocolia used the power of the Star Core, but rather that the overflowing icy blue energy surrounded the weapon Cocolia threw.

Attach, push, accelerate, and accelerate again!

The lance, imbued with the power of the star core, struck the protective flames and roared.

If weapons had a spirit, they would weep.

Because the weapons that once fought to protect Beloberg are now being used against humanity's last hope.

"careful!"

Xing reacted the fastest, but was somewhat hesitant to use the [Destruction] power.

Fortunately, another star core within her body burst forth with light, allowing the girl to shatter the ground beneath her feet and rush to her lover, intending to smash the lance in half with a baseball bat.

"At this moment, your desire to protect me is also a form of [protection]."

Hua Yi wrapped one arm around Xing's slender waist, pulling her into his arms to dissipate the force that should have been directed at the Ice Blue Meteor, while raising the Divine Meteor Sword with his other hand.

“The lance of the first High Guardian, Alisaland, you should represent the original [protection] of Beloborg, you should remember everything about your master.”

The sword tip and the spear tip did not collide, because the Divine Fall Sword, formed from memories, returned to its source and became the purest power of memory's destiny, merging into the spear that was already close to Hua Yi, about to pierce him...

No one could have imagined that Hua Yi would voluntarily withdraw his defenses in the face of a terrifying attack carrying the energy of a star's core.

"[Guardian] should save all those who deserve to be saved. The great guardians who bear the fate of Beloborg deserve the favor of [Guardian] and have never truly gone away."

Multiple destinies surged forth, and the entire [protection] of the city of Beloborg responded to the call, making it impossible to tell whether Hua Yi was ferrying them across or whether the seventeen great guardians had truly revived.

The ice covering the lance melted, leaving nothing behind; the stellar core energy that carried it stagnated, and time itself became disordered at that moment.

"you……"

A voice entered Hua Yi's ears, more loving and gentle than the clumsy imitation of the star core.

"A mere passerby, yet he insists on shouldering the fate of an entire world. Does he still want to save us?"

"Belberg's warmth has never been guaranteed by the earth's core heating system. Its back radiation accounts for only 5% of the long-wave radiation that escapes outward. [Protection] has long protected Belberg. This warmth has lasted for seven hundred years, and this city has also lasted for seven hundred years. Why can't the most lovable people in the protected city receive the blessing of fate and survive seven hundred years?"

Those who dedicate their lives to conservation deserve to be cherished.

Hua Yi is creating possibilities, offering an explanation for the survival of those former great guardians. 0.0

If destiny trumps time, then let destiny be the reason for everything.

I hereby interpret [Preservation], and I hereby prove that the story of the Great Guardians is not over yet!

In the frozen moment, the lance fell.

The momentum it had been propelling vanished in an instant, and it was now stuck in front of Hua Yi, the tip pointing downwards and the shaft towards him.