Starry Sky Railway: Twin Origins

Chapter 191 The Play of the Past, Present, and Forever

After a brief silence, Sunday slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on Lin Qiong.

"If that's the case, that general will indeed cause us a lot of trouble, but as far as I know, when the family checked everyone's personal belongings, they did not find the alliance jade you mentioned."

On Sunday, he noticed a very obvious flaw in Lin Qiong's words.

The intelligence provided by the family indicated that the luggage Lin Qiong and his group brought contained only some ordinary clothing and daily necessities.

Besides that, the only other object that could arouse suspicion is the dark blue sphere that Walter Young always carries with him.

The family has yet to discover the origin of the sphere or its purpose.

However, Walter Yang is currently under house arrest by his family and is asleep in the dream of "Order," posing no threat for the time being.

At present, what Sunday fears most is still the cross that Lin Qiong released at the audition venue.

It can block the transmission of imaginary energy and exert a suppressive effect on it.

This characteristic will undoubtedly become the biggest obstacle in the process of building the "Dream of Taiyi".

Upon hearing Sunday's words, March 7th immediately became furious, put his hands on his hips, and said with dissatisfaction:

"I knew it! Why did they have to set up so many checkpoints in front of the hotel? They messed up all the clothes I had carefully packed all day. Turns out they were waiting for us here!"

After saying that, she didn't forget to glare fiercely at Sunday.

"That's right, my pockets were searched several times."

Xing nodded in agreement with March 7th's words, and at the same time, she pulled up a corner of her trench coat to reveal the pockets that had been inspected, specifically pointing them out to Sunday.

"I am deeply sorry that the family's security check left a bad impression on everyone, but it was a necessary measure to ensure that every guest could enter the dream safely."

On Sunday, he bowed slightly to the two of them to express his apology.

"But please believe that in the coming 'order,' all these problems will be resolved. There, there will be no real disturbances, no fear or anxiety, only eternal happiness and beauty..."

"No matter how perfectly you describe your dream paradise, it doesn't change the fact that it's a prison."

Himeko interrupted Sunday's words, retorting.

“Exactly, exactly. People can’t find true happiness in that kind of world,” March 7th chimed in.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Sunday frowned involuntarily and fell into a brief silence.

After a long pause, he exhaled deeply, looked up at Lin Qiong and his group, and said:

"It seems we can't convince each other no matter what. Since things have come to this, let's use our respective destinies to show the universe a righteous path."

After saying this, Sunday gently clapped his hands.

next second.

Three dolls, bound in silk threads, slowly descended from the dim dome, suspended in mid-air in an eerie posture.

Sudden.

The three puppets began to twist their bodies in ways impossible for humans, breaking free from the threads, flipping over and landing, then standing guard in front of Sunday like protectors.

"Oh? Are you planning to use force to persuade us?"

Lin Qiong stretched out his right hand, and a greatsword as red as fire was firmly held in his hand.

Meanwhile, the rest of the people quickly took out their weapons, preparing to deal with the impending battle.

"Please rest assured, they will not endanger your lives until the prelude to the future begins."

After leaving those words, Sunday immediately turned around and walked towards the huge red curtain behind him without looking back.

"Hey, Sunday, you're not planning to run away, are you?"

Seeing that Sunday was moving away from the crowd, March 7th, without thinking, raised his hand and shot an arrow at Sunday.

Just as the arrow, imbued with a chilling aura, was about to strike Sunday.

A puppet with a cage on its head, inside which a candle was burning, swung a steel pipe with incredible speed, shattering arrows in mid-air with pinpoint accuracy.

Ignoring the commotion behind him, Sunday continued walking towards the curtain at her unhurried pace.

"No way, can a puppet be this agile?"

March 7 paused slightly, then conjured several arrows, nocked them on the bowstring, aimed at the puppet that had just blocked his arrow, and prepared to fire another round.

At that moment, the slender red doll holding a harp bow moved.

It leaped gracefully to the location of March 7th, wielding its bow and slashing at her.

"March 7th, be careful!"

Xing, who was standing to the side, reacted the fastest, throwing the hat in her hand directly at the red doll.

The hat spun rapidly in the air, emitting a dazzling golden light, and flew straight toward the red doll's face.

"Click click".

The red doll's body emitted a mechanical whirring sound, and then, in an extremely absurd posture, it twisted the hat that Xing had thrown out.

"Can you dodge it?"

Seeing this, Xing couldn't help but chuckle.

next second.

The Clockwork Boy suddenly appeared behind the red doll.

It leaped high into the air, caught the flying hat, and threw it back at the red doll.

"Bang." The hat hit the red doll and exploded behind it.

The imaginary energy attached to the hat exploded into a firework shaped like a clockwork boy, spraying countless sparks in all directions, which landed on the red doll.

The red doll, which was leaping in the air, was blasted and staggered, flipping once in the air before crashing heavily back to the ground.

"Tick-tock, target hit!"

The clock boy proudly puffed out his chest, a smug smile on his face.

Xing caught the hat as it swung back, then excitedly high-fived the clockwork boy in celebration:

"Beautiful pass back!"