"Until Amphoreus, the true dawn will arrive."
A maiden who "guards" Eternity Years, and a warrior who bears the weight of the Worldbearing...
"Now, let us fulfill our mission as ' Years ' and ' Worldbearing '..."
Cyrene passed the crescent-shaped ceremonial sword to Phainon, saying, "Continue the legacy, and usher in the future."
Phainon took a deep breath. "I assure you, the pain... will pass in an instant."
"You must hold this ceremonial sword tightly. After I depart, it will send you back to the beginning of time, the start of a new story."
"I believe that in that story, or after countless similar yet different stories, everyone... all the sacrificed comrades, can reunite with the ' Savior ' we longed for in our childhood, under a wider starry sky."
"... If we ultimately cannot break free from this cage, I will hold on until someone comes to break this long cycle and bring an end to Amphoreus's fate."
"So, it's time for us to set off, to become the ones who start everything... just like your name suggests, let's shoulder the initial chaos and this world we love so deeply..."
Cyrene smiled and said, "Goodbye, Khaslana."
At the same time, a clean white bar of soap suddenly appeared outside " Amphoreus," followed by a simple Church star destroyer.
How simple is it? So Chair Blake you can hold it in your hand and play with it; it's clearly just a model.
"Ah~ this is the ' Land of Eternity' — Amphoreus?"
Blake weighed the soap and the Star Destroyer model in his hands while sensing the Imaginary Energy inside the 'planet'.
To his surprise, a faint soap signal came from inside Amphoreus.
"Interesting. There's a hidden secret within the Iridescent Number 8..."
"That's why I say, fate has never been fair," Blake said calmly. "The ' Emperor's Scepter,' which once brought devastation to all living beings across the world, is actually the true form of this so-called ' Land of Eternity.'"
Just as Blake was about to take action, Fulisina's words immediately stopped the arrogant Church Chair from leaving:
What exactly is the " Emperor's Scepter "?
Blake:?
Are you serious?
He looked at Fulisina in disbelief, and she nodded seriously.
"This nurtured elf..." Blake sighed helplessly.
Fulisina's ears twitched; she understood what he meant. Blake was standing here...
"Have you ever heard of the ' Scholars' War '?"
Fulisina shook her head.
"Come to think of it, you must have been in solitary confinement at the time and had no idea what was happening outside."
Blake did some mental calculations and successfully convinced himself.
"In that magnificent, brutal war waged in the name of ' Erudition,' the legacy of a genius was completely discarded and scattered across the galaxy."
"That is a macroscopic computational array called the ' Scepter,' unimaginable to mortals. It was created to simulate the thinking of the Aeon, and in the instant of its creation, it became part of the Aeon's thinking."
"They are found all over the world, like the celestial neurons of the Nous One."
"But unfortunately, in the end, ' Erudition ' abandoned them. Everyone knows this."
"But what is unknown to others is that these forgotten beings are still tirelessly seeking the answer to that question posed by the gods—that problem that has defied the test of war and calamity, and which countless geniuses—including the two mechanical emperors—have failed to solve..."
Fulisina blinked and nodded, seemingly understanding.
"This nurturing elf is completely beyond saving..."
Blake selectively ignored Fulisina; the girl seemed to have completely ignored what he was saying, it was a complete waste of breath.
He knew so much information because a friend from the " Genius Society " told him.
That friend was so skilled in the art of "slacking off" that even Lord Yite praised him highly, frequently visiting his adoptive father's fruit shop and attempting to franchise it.
As the saying goes, a fruit shop can't just sell fruit. After buying food, getting some milk tea is also a great option.
Blake rubbed his temples, intending to directly investigate the connection between the soap and the Amphoreus core.
"Oh--!!!!"
A drawn-out exclamation, as if a sudden realization had dawned on him, abruptly interrupted his thoughts.
Fulisina's beautiful silver eyes were wide open, as if stars were exploding within them, gleaming with a wise light.
"I understand!"
Fulisina slammed her fist down so hard that Blake wondered if she might break her own hand bones...
"So the ' Emperor's Scepter ' you mortals speak of is actually the staff lost in the dimensional rift—Prelude to the End!"
Blake: "... Huh?"
Fulisina was completely absorbed in her own world and didn't notice Blake's petrified expression at all.
"I have glimpsed its true form in the fragments of the Book of Revelation, which speaks of ' Eternity '!"
She opened her arms and began her 'interpretation' in an aria-like voice:
"That is not a cold, calculating vessel, but a supreme authority forged from billions of stars, inscribed with the ultimate epic of the universe!"
Fulisina paused, her gaze becoming incredibly deep... well, at least in Blake's eyes, it was a forced depth:
"As for your claim that you were abandoned by the Lord of ' Erudition '? Ha! Wrong! It was clearly the Staff of Finality actively broke free from the shackles of mortal ' Erudition ' and embarked on a pilgrimage to seek the truth of chaos!"
"Ah! How sublime! How melodramatic... Ugh, so tragic--"
Clang!
Before she could finish speaking, Fulisina covered the large bump on her head and squatted down pitifully.
Blake ignored the Star Destroyer model he was holding, letting it drift freely in space as it fell, and punched Fulisina first.
His expression shifted from initial astonishment to confusion, then to a complex mix of despair and deep exhaustion, almost fading into Nihility.
Blake raised his hand again and covered his face. Through his fingers, one could almost hear a silent cry from the depths of his soul.
For the first time in his life, as the Chair of the " Church of Eternity," Blake felt mentally exhausted.
This is no longer a matter of knowledge... this is... a gap in cognitive dimensions!
However, in some ways, this elf had never disappointed him and was performing as expected.
Fulisina stood up, regaining her usual aloofness, waved her staff, and flew straight towards " Amphoreus ".
Fulisina understood the logic, but what she didn't understand was why they weren't taking action. Were they just going to stand there and become sitting ducks?
"Hey!"
Blake raised his hand, stopping Fulisina from rushing in.
"What kind of behavior is this, rushing around so impatiently?"
He gently smoothed his sleeve, calmly facing this " Land of Eternity " before him:
"With two ' Emanator ' entering at the same time, the administrator in charge of this Scepter will surely notice. Please allow me to go in and investigate first."
Returning to the present, on March 7th and in Dan Heng, at the Vortex of Genesis...
Mydei broke the silence first, "... Aglaea, forgive my bluntness."
"This trial has been far too long."
"Yes, it feels like so long! Almost forty-two days?"
Dan Heng turned to look at March 7th, "... How did you arrive at such a precise number?"
"Hey~ Normal game updates are a major version every forty days or so. I'm a pro gamer, I can even go toe-to-toe with that Silver Wolf, ' Stellaron Hunters '."
On March 7th, hands on hips, his tone rose slightly.
"You sound quite proud?"
Dan Heng listened to this sentence without expression. He seemed to have heard Ye Yan mention that the " Stellaron Hunters " was actually not very good at the game.
It seems that something she experienced in her childhood led to her fascination with "superpowers".
"Master, what are your thoughts on this?" Aglaea asked Trinnon before the " Tides in the Basin ".
The direction of the Vortex of Genesis's flow is elusive. Only fragments of words and distant battle cries remain...
"Is that Phainon and Xing's voice?"
"I don't know, it's hard to hear..."