Omen of Revival

Su Wen remembered clearly:

Clay had once used it to directly infiltrate the Star Tower's precision systems, briefly blurring its operational logic.

He had even

used it to connect to the final words left behind by the Twilight Star Cluster Commander System.

He slowly tightened his grip around the communicator.

On the other side of the relic, the Night Watch had used bloodied fingers to carve several lines of nearly worn-away words.

They were Clay's final message, and also his call across time and space:

At this moment,

amid the annihilation of its casing, it finally transformed into endless stardust inscriptions,

sinking into the celestial foundation condensed from the Dao Repository.

Words emerged:

I will keep watch at the end of the stars,

but my will shall become a tide of interference, guarding our secret until the arrival of those who come after.

I have no regrets left.

Go save them!

Congratulations, Great Chief Player

You have touched Clay Grinda Ulysses's immortal spirit of resistance. The communicator's hidden power has been awakened:

You have gained recognition

You have successfully unlocked the shattered communicator's hidden abilities: Data Mist (Tier 3 Superior), Secret Communication (Tier 3)

And at this very moment,

with the communicator's Spiritual Energy Trait maintained in a state of poised readiness, Su Wen remained calm and began waiting for the most crucial moment:

"Klosan,

how is the battle going?"

Hearing his question,

Klosan, who had long been ready for action, stood quietly atop the fortress. A leaf was lightly pinched between her fair fingers as she listened to the sound carried by the breeze:

"The fighting is extremely intense.

Just as you anticipated, those Blood Moon Believers clearly came prepared.

And the closer one gets to Saint Mourning Hughie Fal's massive main battlefield, the more chaotic the