Within the pale blue cocoon.
An arm broke through it and reached out.
"It worked."
That was a statement of certainty.
"Lisette, how long did I take?"
The maid, who had been waiting quietly beside him, gently held up two fingers.
"Two, hours."
"Why did even my clothes get ruined...?"
Only when he stepped completely out of the cocoon of light did he notice that his body was stark naked.
Only the items and marks on his body remained.
"Whew... those monsters still haven't withdrawn?"
Putting on the clothes Lisette brought him, Ye Qiyan looked outside the train.
Mountains, seas...
Mountains of corpses, seas of blood.
Throughout those two hours, the train had continued traveling at the limit of overclocking.
Only when Ye Qiyan awoke did it finally slow.
The carriage frame was scorching hot.
The wheels were warping.
The Talent Cube he had entrusted to Lisette had also been used once.
It was not hard to imagine what had happened outside during his ascension.
The roar of weapons, the bellowing of dragons, the cries of demons, the dazzling Thunderhawk...
Red Tears' Rain had never shone so brilliantly red.
The battle was still continuing.
"You've already failed to stop me, yet you still keep pouring out?"
Smiling, Ye Qiyan patted WALL-E, who offered him a glass of Whiteforest Fruit slush.
He took the glass and had a sip.
Coolness, sweetness, and comfort burst across his mouth.
Mingming and Dream Eater settled on either shoulder, affectionately pressing against his cheeks.
"Can't accept it? Want to keep me here for good?"
Ebony and White Night appeared beside him.
"So, what is trying to stop me?"
He walked forward.
The answer to his question appeared on the system's Light Screen.
["Unwillingness"]
Unwillingness?
Whose unwillingness?
The unwillingness of the dead, of those