"Mo Qiong, farewell," Bolo said with a sigh.
The Empress watched the last group of Society members with great interest, as they stubbornly protected the final sun.
At first, only Master Gou desperately transferred energy to the sun.
Later, Qin Huali joined in as well. They used every means available—information transfer, energy duplication—and then Adams, Kelon, Chimu, and Xia Heng joined them too. By now, countless humans were transferring energy to it.
Whenever that sun was about to go out, it would flare back to life from its dying embers.
Two billion four hundred million people withstood the pressure of countless entropy beasts, supplying energy in place of the universe and preserving that sun. It continued to shine and glow.
However, even with Qin Huali manipulating information at Planck time intervals, they were quickly unable to keep up with the exponentially growing entropy beasts. The sun was teetering on the brink and could go out at any moment.
The Society members desperately holding on for this purpose gave the Empress endless entertainment. She was so greedy that she was practically drooling, desperately wanting to taste them.
Hearing Bolo's words, the Empress nestled in his arms and said, "Don't be sad."
Mo Qiong's attempt to seize Bolo Ge's clone had actually never escaped the Empress's notice.
When he explained the final strategy to everyone, the Empress had observed it all. Even though Mo Qiong used extremely discreet information-based communication, the Empress had still "heard" it.
When Mo Qiong shot out his soul, the Empress took the opportunity to split off a wisp of her will and squeeze it into Mo Qiong's soul.
Seizing Bolo Ge's clone was something the Empress wanted as well.
Wasn't Mo Qiong's action also an opportunity for the Empress?
With the Will of the End leading the