Ye Yan did not answer, quietly turning his gaze back towards the Grand Theater.
There, the Astral Express Crew was recovering from their shock and beginning to try to understand and cope with the prelude to this endless loop.
His fingertips tapped lightly on the rim of the cup, as if silently keeping time for the performance.
The masked creature circled Ye Yan twice, then suddenly stopped. "Oh, friend, don't tell me that chicken-winged kid has already looped hundreds or thousands of times in these few seconds?"
Ye Yan lowered his eyes, and the swirling milk foam in the cup slowly subsided.
"Watching a show requires patience." He handed the chaotic cup of milk tea to the mask.
"The real show is just beginning."
He snapped his fingers, and the virtual screen in front of him suddenly switched to Penacony.
In the Asdana Galaxy, the massive fleet of the Interastral Peace Corporation has surrounded the " Planet of Festivities."
However, an even more terrifying sight followed—as if summoned by the lingering echoes of the dead Voracity [ Propagation ] Tayzzyronth, a massive swarm of True Sting surged forth, engulfing the company's steel starship.
At this moment, the cold firepower of starships is engaged in a fierce cosmic battle with the raging Swarm.
"Oh~ the familiar [ Preservation ] and [ Propagation ], the scene of the Swarm Disaster is reappearing, it brings back memories."
"What do you think about the mastermind who summoned the Swarm?" Ye Yan held the milk tea cup to the mask's mouth, like an interview microphone.
" Aha! You don't understand. Actually, Aha is also indirectly helping them, rescuing Penacony from the clutches of [ Order ]!"
"The key to defeating Chicken Wing Kid lies in [the will of the people], which is the support of Penacony's myriad consciousnesses, which are immersed in [ Order ]."
"Therefore, tens of thousands of free wills are needed to break into Penacony and interrupt Chicken Wing Kid's command!"
" The Astral Express, the Garden of Recollection, the Masked Fools —these factions that came to Penacony numbered only a few dozen people, insignificant as a drop in the ocean before such a vast [ Order ]."
"In this critical moment of life and death, isn't [ Propagation ], known for its sheer numbers, the best solution? There are far more Swarm than Galaxy Ranger!"
The analysis of the mask sounded logically consistent, even tinged with a hint of smugness:
"All Path converge at Penacony... In that case, what's wrong with having one more [ Propagation ]?"
"You're right." Ye Yan nodded slightly, his tone calm. "Under normal circumstances... doing this would actually gain the support of [ Eternity ]."
"Oh?" The masked man seemed surprised. "From what I'm saying, you want to spar with Aha?"
"No need."
Ye Yan pushed off his mask. "Leaving aside how badly I'll beat you up, just the fact that Fuli will witness this scene will probably make Garden of Recollection work overnight to create Light Cone that [ Elation ] is brutally ravaged by [ Eternity ]."
" Aha! Then let's team up and beat Him up. The Aeon who rules over the universe's [ Remembrance ] is brutally beaten by his colleagues—isn't that a dazzling, priceless [ Remembrance ] worthy of being recorded in history?" The mask fluttered excitedly.
"Hmm, the proposal is quite tempting... but unfortunately, Fuli is now a partner of [ Eternity ], so I decline." Ye Yan smiled.
"What?!" The mask emitted a piercing shriek, "You've been secretly collaborating with other colleagues behind Aha's back! Why don't you mention your collaboration with that piece of scrap metal, [ Erudition ]?!"
Ye Yan remained silent and did not respond.
mask:...
"Do you remember?" Ye Yan broke the silence, bringing the topic back to [ Propagation ].
"What profound calamities Tayzzyronth has brought to all living beings in the world, and what a devastating impact it has had on the Path of some."
The masked figure answered quickly, " Aha! I know the answer! The frenzy of [ Propagation ] can only not shake [ Eternity ]."
"Therefore, I have no intention of hindering the [ Propagation ] of offspring," Ye Yan said, glancing at the virtual screen, "But the situation is less certain for them..."
The Swarm that had been frantically devouring the company's starship suddenly stopped, as if they had collectively sensed something. The sound of their wings flapping was like an unconscious shriek, and they instantly scattered and fled like a tidal wave.
Its momentum was chaotic; a single moment's hesitation would lead to utter ruin.
boom!
A silver figure ruthlessly cut into the battlefield with the force of tearing through the starry sea. Before the trailing flames behind it had dissipated, the raging flames instantly engulfed the scattered vanguard of the Swarm.
Sam braced himself against the wreckage of a corporate starship, using the recoil to leap powerfully into the air, his body tracing a powerful arc.
Bang!
A torrent of scorching heat erupted from the jets in Sam's arms, sweeping away every Swarm target within his field of vision with precision and efficiency.
Each punch was like igniting a miniature star in a vacuum.
Wherever it passed, the carapace of the True Sting melted away like paper, and its internal tissues instantly carbonized and disintegrated, leaving only a brief, shimmering charred ember and broken remains.
"Wow... such a perfect match for their major! With such formidable combat skills, how come Little Firefly's bounty is only ranked second in their organization?"
"Why are you asking me? The pricing is set by Interastral Peace Corporation."
"Sigh~ [ Eternity ] is too despicable. Look at how well [ Finality ] has infiltrated them! Half of the four Stellaron Hunters have drunk your milk tea."
Ye Yan ignored him and continued watching the chase scene.
At the heart of the Swarm's rout, Fulisina stood motionless in the void, her silver hair dancing wildly in the invisible energy fluctuations, and arcs of electricity crackling at her fingertips.
The staff in her hand suddenly changed shape, extending smoothly into a huge bow and arrow that flowed with cold starlight.
"Witness it..."
After locking onto the fleeing [ Propagation ] Swarm, an immense and suffocating Imaginary Energy erupted from her body. The starlight of the entire Asdana Galaxy seemed to be seized by an invisible force, and billions of specks of light converged toward the center of the bowstring.
A pure arrow of light slowly took shape on the bowstring.
But... the mere process of condensation caused a strange sense of collapse in the surrounding space, and the flow of time became extremely slow.
call out--
The arrow of light leaves the bowstring without a sound.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no deafening roar, only a silvery-white expanse, ten thousand times more dazzling than flames, covering the entire Asdana Galaxy.
Sight was stripped away, perception was submerged, and everything was plunged into a brief yet absolute [ Eternity ].
When the silvery light faded and vision returned to normal, the previously endless swarm of True Sting had completely vanished. Remains, fragments... not a single trace of their existence remained.
"Take it easy. Do you want the entire Asdana Galaxy to perish with these bugs?"
Blake's steady voice rang directly in Fulisina's ear through some special communication link.
Fulisina sheathed her longbow, her staff reappearing. She tilted her head slightly and asked in return:
"Now that the [ Propagation ] worms are attacking, and the remnants of [ Order ] are causing trouble, at this very moment... where are you, as the Chair of the Church?"
Blake was silent for a moment:
"I'm waiting for... an opportunity for the Church to take center stage."