I cosplayed as the battle-damaged Azure Sparrow and got caught by the Immortal Boat!

Chapter 56 The answer is simple: just create a Star God...

"It is called 'existence' but in reality, it is 'ruler'."

What you want isn't sublimation, but to turn the universe into a canvas you can paint as you please!

As if in response to those words, the distant sound of a train whistle echoed from the narrow passage between fate's ends.

A dazzling trail of light appeared from afar as the Star Train broke through space and came to a steady stop.

A young man stood by the open door at the rear of the car, his clothes fluttering even without wind.

He first gazed silently at the weeping "existence" star god, his brows slightly furrowed.

Then, his gaze shifted to Qingyuan, his eyes displaying a complex mix of sharp inquiry and calm scrutiny.

Qingyuan felt like she had seen the other person somewhere before.

He didn't let the doubt linger; his voice came steadily and clearly, directly answering Qing Yuan's unspoken question:

"Zandar I. Kuwabara".

I have integrated the self from all the "possibilities".

Any "I" that you see, know, or hear is a reflection of my true self, except for android clones.

I came at Achievement's invitation to confront the god of "being."

His gaze swept over the giant blue sparrow and the star, finally settling on the blue kite. "I have a clue as to how to confront this 'being'."

As soon as he finished speaking, the outer wall of the third carriage of the train suddenly began to wriggle, and hands and feet that looked quite like those in the aha! style suddenly appeared.

It touched the bare roof of the car with its large hand, leaving Him bewildered, and uttered a muffled, echoing question: "So, Mr. Zandal, what is the specific plan?"

"Don't be surprised," Zandal nodded slightly to the revived carriage, then explained to Qingyuan, "To protect the passengers here, we naturally need to rely on the power of the Star God."

He is Ah.

Upon hearing this, Aha pointed to the second and fourth carriages.

"Smart scrap metal and cold ice."

After Zandal finished explaining, he turned to Xing, his expression turning serious, and began to elaborate on the plan that sounded almost insane:

"The reason why this 'existence' can touch the edge of birth is that, at the conceptual level, it almost greedily devours and integrates countless possibilities of other destinies, attempting to forcibly define 'everything' on the absolute opposite of 'nothingness'."

If it weren't for the protection of the void, which paved the way forward, He would have already succeeded.

To stop Him, directly attacking His impending "result" would be extremely disadvantageous for us; it would be better to undermine His "cause."

We need to actively guide and foster a completely new concept of star gods within the countless time cycles marked by the 'end' destiny.

These new destinies will tear apart His concept and possibilities, peel them away layer by layer, and ultimately deny the very foundation upon which He was born.

Each success causes Him to slide from "inevitable birth" to "possible birth," and ultimately fall into "never being born."

When possibility collapses to zero, all His intervention and whispers regarding reality naturally vanish.

Just as this plan concerning the cosmic landscape was being calmly articulated, on another distant planet...

Silver Wolf stared blankly at Eriol, who was holding an hourglass and spinning rapidly in place.

"Don't just stand there!" Elio's voice was distorted by the rapid spinning. "Hold on tight to me and the hourglass! Something is eroding Qingyuan's existence on a conceptual level!"

As long as this hourglass remains in contact with me, the protection bestowed upon her by the last king will not be overturned!

Silver Wolf's lips twitched, but the situation was urgent. She pounced and locked Eriol, who had spun into a top, and the hourglass tightly in her arms.

So, Kafka, who had just pushed open the door, saw Silver Wolf carrying Elio, and to dissipate the force, he was jumping and spinning at high speed in the center of the room like a human gyroscope, tracing bizarre arcs...

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