The world began to tremble.
As the lights came on, the once deathly silent shaft began operating again. Fuel was pumped in faster, and circuits linked up with machinery, making the final preparations for launch.
At the same time.
As the equipment ran, Old Wen's body melted faster and faster. He could no longer even maintain a basic sitting posture.
Zhou You tore a strip of cloth from his clothes and bound the wound that was still spurting blood. Then he turned to Old Wen.
"Are you all right? Can you still hold on?"
Old Wen seemed to be smiling, though no expression could be seen on his faceless head.
"I can at least make it until the launch."
After saying that, he raised his head.
There was only a steel dome above him. He should not have been able to see outside, yet he seemed to look straight through it, facing the heavens beyond.
"A lifelong wish, finally fulfilled after so many years. What a shame. Neither he nor I will ever see that starry sky again."
He gave a long sigh, then fell silent. ...
The shaking was so violent that even those on the surface could feel it.
Human and aberration alike stopped fighting at the same time. Everyone stared blankly around, seemingly trying to find the source of that inexplicable sensation.
Chen Ye looked at Sansan.
Sansan nodded back.
Her meaning was unmistakable.
At this moment of life and death, someone had finally reached his destination and activated their last, decisive trump card!
After a few seconds of silence, Chen Ye raised his weapon and shouted.
"This is the final stretch! Hold this position! One more hour, and total victory will be ours!"
Elsewhere in the Royal City, the civilians who truly could not take