(The opening of Chapter 287 has already been revised to make the plot transition smoother.)
The instant the familiar address of "Administrator" rang in his ears, Kongjie trembled.
Wind swept across the balcony, carrying a scorched scent.
He looked up at the sky, his eyes reflecting the Virtual Runes Legion descending through a rift torn in reality. Familiar virtual spirit runes spread through the dimension of reality, making everything suddenly seem utterly absurd to him.
Emotions powerful enough to make his body tremble surged within him.
At that moment, he even felt that perhaps he had already been killed by the blue light released by the End Dharma Race.
Perhaps everything he saw was merely the hallucination he wanted to see after death.
Like the protagonist of an anime, he had entrusted his most beautiful fantasies to a vision.
Everything he had learned throughout his life told him that none of this was real.
Yet everything he sensed felt utterly real.
The armies he had commanded countless times in virtual environments, the troop-type emblems he had designed himself, the legion formations he and Illusion had devised... had actually crossed the boundaries between dimensions and descended into reality.
Joy, absurdity, excitement... all kinds of conflicting emotions surged within him.
The wind tousled his hair. He raised a hand to brush the stray strands from his forehead, and his fingertips touched his skin. It was warm.
He was still alive.
And so was his civilization.
The Virtual Runes Legion he and Illusion had created had truly arrived in reality.
"Administrator, I'm late."
Just then, Illusion's voice rang out again.
A beam of light projected from the leading Imaginary Number Ship, drawing him up into the sky.
As he passed through an invisible membrane, he saw Illusion, who had always accompanied him in