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Rabbit Lord!
Leaving aside the external forces, within Onpharos, the Rabbit Lord possesses the power of an Envoy.
In addition, there's Miss Demogue, who's at the level of an envoy.
The two Commander-level beings merged using earrings that exponentially enhance their combat power.
It not only perfectly integrates the ether editing capabilities of HatRabbit, but also inherits the uniqueness of the Heart of Onpharos from Demyogo.
The power emanating from Demyoge within Blanggo even caused a reaction in the Imperial Scepter.
Without a doubt, Brown Song is a high-level envoy comparable to Huang Quan and Fen Feng.
The girls were all considering whether to take advantage of the fusion period to remove the head from the 'Original Body of Demyogo' at the Iron Tomb.
I sat on it myself and tried it out.
Use the Ring of Love to store energy for a devastating explosion.
This power is enough to threaten the Iron Tomb, which has yet to be created.
After spending some time cuddling with her beloved companion, Miss Blang calmed down and abandoned her impulse to start a war prematurely.
The fact that she can threaten the Iron Tomb now does not mean she can eliminate the Birth Iron Tomb that has broken through the placenta.
Currently, the Iron Tomb can be described as being in a state of gestation, or it can be described as being sealed.
Her attack on the Iron Tomb was tantamount to actively breaking the seal, allowing the Iron Tomb to emerge from its shell.
This disrupts the rhythm.
Putting aside the fact that the Galactic Alliance outside might suffer heavy losses due to being caught off guard.
As far as the Empire is concerned, once the Iron Tomb breaks through, the inner world of Onphalus will not only be instantly annihilated, but it will be no different from destruction.
The Onpharos were even more powerless than ordinary people on Earth when faced with the end of the pre-collapse civilization.
More than a billion people will die in an instant, with fewer than seven figures dying.
This is still the most optimistic scenario.
In the worst-case scenario, aside from the Golden Descendants, there might not be a single ordinary person left.
Even among the Golden Clan, not 100% survive; more than half die.
Even if the allied forces miraculously defeat the Iron Tomb in the end, countless lives within Onpharos will be destroyed.
This is also a question that Qiong has been pondering.
How can we preserve the data from this cycle?
He was not a compassionate saint, but merely a masked fool seeking pleasure.
I don't have high requirements; I just want to keep people I know well.
The others can figure out a solution after they get through the Iron Tomb; if they can't get through it, there's no need to consider anything else.
The strategy for protecting people is still being developed.
The immediate priority is to help Blanggo complete the ceremony.
"It's all yours now, baby."
Qiong held the Sacred Plan in her hand, a gentle smile on her face.
"Um?"
Brown smiled and flew into Qiong's arms like a bird returning to its nest.
"With you, we can do anything."
Pink Diamond's eyes were like seven-colored agate, sparkling with starlight, reflecting the sky's face.
As if gathering all the beautiful things in the world, the girl wrapped her arms around Qiong's neck and offered her lips, which were as pink and moist as newly blooming petals.
Without the slightest shyness, only the purest and most ardent romantic love.
The love from the fused body Demuseum was so intense that it was completely inherited by Bronge.
hum~
With an extremely faint hum, the screen of the Divine Plan lit up the instant their lips touched.
The pink light stream seemed to come alive, outlining the shape of a heart along the trajectory of the Möbius strip.
The speed of the light stream increased and became brighter as the kiss deepened.
Xing watched this scene, puffed out her cheeks, and finally resigned herself to her fate by lying down on the ground in a starfish shape.
"Forget it."
Anyway, she can empathize with it.
A gentle, warm breeze suddenly swirls up, bringing a sense of warmth and comfort.
In the wind, countless petals bloomed out of thin air and danced gracefully.
The source of the wind is the wings that unfold behind Blang.
Wow! It's so beautiful.
Xing opened her bright, sparkling eyes and murmured unconsciously.
Three pairs of colorful wings woven from olive branches symbolizing peace, crystals, and countless hearts and petals.
It's as if the most magnificent rainbow and the most dazzling starry sky are woven together, creating a dazzling and dreamlike spectacle.
"Hey buddy, get ready, we're about to take off!"
After a long kiss, Blangge, with a dreamy smile, gently took Qiong's hand and, like Chang'e flying to the moon, easily and slowly flew into the sky.
Petals fluttered in the air, embraced by a gentle breeze.
In the romantic atmosphere, the emblem on the screen of the sacred plan also shone brighter and faster with Blang's love.
Browne brought Qiong Fei to the center of the current empire's territory and took out the ceremonial sword with a crescent moon as its hilt.
"My dear partner, are you ready to awaken the ripples?"
Brown and Qiong's left hands were clasped tightly together, the Divine Plan pressed firmly against their palms.
She gently placed the ritual sword of time between the two of them with her right hand.
"bring it on."
Qiong stretched out her other hand and, together with Blangge, grasped the hilt of the ceremonial sword, raising it high.
"Memories, ripples spreading across the surface?"
As the sword of time shone, at its brightest moment, it rippled outwards in waves.
Like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples that spread with unstoppable force, covering the entire empire.
"This is a poem dedicated to the world."
Skills from Miss Demogue, combined with Ether Editing.
May the world always be as beautiful as our first meeting.
"Bloom, paradise on earth!"
At this moment, hundreds of millions of people throughout the empire, no matter where they were or what they were doing, all looked up at the sky undergoing dramatic changes.
They saw it.
The sky was tinged with a romantic pink by the ripples.
A magnificent rainbow stretches across the sky.
Birds gathered into a joyful torrent, following the center of the ripples, while flowers bloomed out of season.
The whole world seemed to have been painted with an invisible brush, becoming as beautiful as a poem or a painting.
"This is……"
On the balcony of the Imperial Floating Palace, Kerudela held her scepter, gazing at the magnificent spectacle that seemed to have melted away overnight, bringing spring back to the earth. A smile crept onto her face.
"As expected of my empress, she succeeded."
Even though your own queen is holding hands with another woman and sharing a romantic kiss.
But the object of his affections is, after all, Mimi Jue... Oh well.
Moreover, this is also for Onphalus.
"In this way, the empire can enjoy peace and security for hundreds of years."
The song of the sky reversed the gaze of the floating li in the ritual sword of time.
The camera's gaze was a powerful force that reopened Onpharos.
It will reverse time to before the journey to the fire began, when Bai E and Xi Lian were both located in the Ai Li Secret Pavilion.
To use a vivid but not entirely appropriate analogy.
Onfaros was a train moving forward, while Fu Li's vision was of another, much larger train, which pushed Onfaros back onto the tracks.
Now, Qiong and Bulangge have changed the direction of Fuli's gaze.
This changed the two from a horizontal timeline to a vertical intersection.
The Fuli Vision landed on a portion of the Onfaros train from above.
This part falls into the lower dimensions, which is within the Empire.
Qiong and Bulangge used Fuli's vision to shroud the empire.
As the train moves from horizontal to vertical, the range of the force decreases, and the relative duration of the force increases.
The Black Tide could no longer devour and erode the empire's territory; once it entered the area of sight, it would be reset to its initial state.
It's like creating a regional save file of the current imperial territory, which will be automatically loaded every day.
People who die within the save/load range will even be restored.
Transform into a resident of the Bitter Realm, automatically refreshed every 24 hours.
Of course, this attribute only applies to those who are swallowed up by the Black Tide; those who die naturally are not included.
"That should give us enough time."
High in the sky, the dome overlooks the two distinct worlds below.
Outside, space was shattered, and crimson lightning tore through the rolling black clouds, creating an apocalyptic scene.
Inside, the plants are lush and verdant, full of life.
Using the key to reload and restart as a barrier, securing several hundred years shouldn't be a problem.
Qiong felt that it would be unreasonable not to award herself MVP this time.
Dude, you've gotten this good.
"Hey buddy, we've finished the important stuff, isn't it time to get down to business?"
Brown leaned forward, a hint of cunning and anticipation in her eyes, and looked at Qiong with a smile.
Her small hand traced across her snow-white, jade-like legs, gently lifting the hem of her skirt.
"There are still many important things waiting for you to do."
The meaning was obvious, and Qiong understood it instantly.
"That depends on you. If you work hard, you might not be able to finish it."
The domed forehead and the smooth forehead of the Brungo met.
It takes five strokes to write a character.
With less than forty minutes remaining, Blangge needs to get Qiong to write something within eight minutes so she can finish her business before the disintegration.
"Don't underestimate them!"
The material that incorporates the character Sora is part of the story, so she is quite familiar with Sora's weaknesses. However, to complete it within 8 minutes, it would require something more exciting and double the pressure.
Brown took the sky's hand and fell back to the ground, while taking the star's hand with his other hand.
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