After a fierce war, countless robots fell on the battlefield, and in the end, the Motorcycle Clan emerged victorious.
Three days later, after finishing their recuperation, everyone gathered in the City of Time.
At that moment, a white pillar of light stretching straight into the sky stood at the center of the City of Time. It was the path leading to Jingjing's world, though it had yet to be activated and could not be used for the time being.
Then, the seven tokens held by the three War Kings and four warriors emitted multicolored light, joining forces to activate the passage.
Looking at the passage's kaleidoscopic glow, Xiao Zhen patted Jingjing's little head and said with a smile, "Jingjing, hurry home. Your parents may already be worried sick."
"Huh! You're not leaving with me?" Jingjing asked in confusion.
Xiao Zhen shook his head and said frankly, "I have another way to get home, so you don't need to worry about that."
Jingjing slowly walked onto the platform and looked back at this world. She wanted to bury everything she had seen deep within her memories. She probably would not be able to come here again in the future. It had truly been a brief yet thrilling adventure.
Xiao Zhen and the others kept waving goodbye, watching with their own eyes as the little figure entered the pillar of light and rose into the sky.
Xiao Zhen looked back at the people around him, feeling as though someone was missing.
Meanwhile, in a deep pit somewhere, a blue figure lay there forever, his body still bearing wounds left by fangs and cleavers.
His eyes were wide open, as if he had been terribly frightened. He appeared to have died in great agony.
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