"All forces, listen up!" Her voice exploded through everyone's definition system. "We enter the Death Starway in ten seconds. Keep moving. No stopping! Anyone who dares stop gets thrown out!"
The Prismglass Civilization's weavers compressed sixty-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven colors into a protective film that clung to their bodies. The Iron Curtain Warriors withdrew their Order Chains into their bodies as a final line of defense. All thirty-seven billion lingering wills on Primordial Origin's cloak lit up. In their own way, they were "remembering" this moment. If anyone disappeared, at least they would know that person's name.
Myriad Faces and Forms closed their eyes.
Three million miniature mirror doubles split from their main body at once. Each was only the size of a fingernail, and each carried a star Lin Ye had given them. They arranged themselves into a winding ribbon of light through the Void, stretching from beneath the Expeditionary Force's feet toward the Definition Mother.
The first double touched a Definition Fragment.
The fragment flew into a rage, unleashing an "undefined" blast. The star on the double flashed for an instant, absorbing, transforming, and dissipating the blast. The double remained unharmed.
Myriad Faces and Forms' voice rang out from every double at once. "The passage is stable. Move out."
Harmonic Leaping Note rushed out first. Her forty layers of harmonics extended along the passage, marking the way for the troops behind her. The Prismglass Weavers followed close behind, spreading colors along both sides of the passage to form a multicolored corridor. The Iron Curtain Warriors formed the third wave, their Order Chains creating a second protective layer outside the passage.
Lin Ye brought up the rear. His multicolored eyes watched the Definition Fragments being reflected away on either side of the passage-countless discarded definitions screamed silently