100,000 Memory Points!

Amid the familiar sensation of falling, Xia Lun once again heard the spiraling melody of a violin.

"This Scenario is finally over." He felt no excitement, only a faint, misty sense of loss.

For some reason, the fall lasted especially long. The primal panic of weightlessness reminded him of his plunge toward the planet's core. "Whoosh, whoosh."

Wind rushed past his ears. Xia Lun looked up and saw flickering, flame-like phantoms all around him. The people he had met and the things he had experienced on his long journey through the apocalypse surged toward him as mottled visions.

Tina, Abby, Bird, the Black Duke, Guiweite—faces flashed past one after another, some weeping, some elated, some glaring with rage. Thick, viscous darkness. Dusk Snow Prison overrun by rioting corpses. Desolate Longeryasi City beneath a golden sunset. Fire Rain pouring from the collapsing Dunwodlin Tower. Soil and stone turning into pulsing flesh.

The Twin Moon Wheel hung in the black night sky. The orb of light left by the Tombdeep Saint shone. Ten thousand meters underground, the Planetary Heart beat strongly. A Troll's drool-slick yellow teeth. Guiweite's bloodstained greatsword. Cannons bursting into dazzling fire. Bird's guards lowering their lances. A Black Flame Storm spreading unchecked across the battlefield of the New Royal Capital. Amid sharp battle cries and clashing steel, Renee raised the Holy Flame Banner toward the sky! Pink petals rained down at the victory parade. The Queen's shadow held a weeping Renee close. And at last, everything froze on the thrust Guewen drove straight into the Holy Light Railgun!

Boom!

Golden plasma crackled and spread wildly, shattering every phantom in an instant. Xia Lun instinctively reached for his sword to block, but the leaping lightning turned into strings of characters that twitched and writhed as though electrocuted.

With a thud,