Because the Swarm Disaster had been recreated in the depths of the dream, and Gopher Wood's plan had been put into motion, all living beings began to crave the existence of Order amid the disaster. Therefore, Ena's Dream descended.
The Astral Express crew was also fast asleep within the dream. In that dream, Dan Heng directly used Cloudhymn magic, summoned the army of the Xianzhou Luofu, and then defeated the ascending Sunday together with Jing Yuan, the Emanator.
The process was exceptionally smooth, and the ending was perfect. Everyone was prepared to say goodbye to Penacony and set off on their next journey.
It was just that, for some reason, when Stelle sat on the Express's sofa, she always felt a strange sense of dissonance.
At this moment, Black Swan, a Memokeeper who had been secretly helping the Express crew in Penacony, exerted her power.
She woke Stelle from that perfect dream of Ena and brought her to another layer of Penacony's dream.
Yes, that's right, it was another kind of dream, not reality, because no one could break through the dream and return to reality yet.
At this moment, the only person awake in reality was Caelus, who was sitting in the opera house with his eyes closed.
The intensity of Ena's Dream was enough to make Caelus fall asleep, but the core mechanism of Ena's Dream was to let people have a perfect dream where they could not feel any suffering or torment. However, Caelus could not dream.
So he only felt inexplicably drowsy while harmonizing his own power, then felt as if he had woken up after sleeping for a few minutes.
He knew that Ena's Dream had successfully appeared, the plot was nearing its end, and the final battle was about to arrive.
"Phew. At such an important moment, I would actually feel a trace of nervousness. Does this prove that my humanity is becoming richer and richer?"
Caelus said this, then raised his head, crossed the boundary between dream and reality, crossed layer after layer of obstacles, and saw Sunday, who was transforming into the Aeon of Order outside Penacony.
That powerful strength was beyond doubt. Even the current Caelus probably could not defeat that great power head-on.
Even though the current Sunday had not completely awakened the dead Aeon of Order, nor had he completely regained the power of this Path, even a pseudo-Aeon possessed the strength of the sixth rank.
Caelus looked at the giant Aeon of Order. Celestial bodies seemed like mere spheres in his hands.
He closed his eyes once again and continued to prepare. Even though he had witnessed with his own eyes how powerful the Aeon of Order was at this moment, Caelus knew that the other party would still fail.
And when that time came, it would be his turn to appear.
In the dream, people had already planned how to deal with the dream created by the Aeon of Order.
The true Galaxy Ranger, Acheron, who had followed the trail of the person calling himself a Galaxy Ranger, obtained the relic of Tiernan, a former Galaxy Ranger and former Trailblazer, from the other party.
It was a bullet, a bullet that could cut through space and time.
When this bullet was fired, when it turned into a shooting star streaking across the incredibly deep night, Galaxy Rangers all over the universe would be able to see that shooting star.
They knew that a predecessor had fallen there for the justice and fairness in his heart, and this signal would let all Galaxy Rangers follow that light and head to the place where the shooting star flew in reverse.
They would set off at different times and in different places, but they would arrive at the destination at the same time, simply because this bullet cut through the boundaries of space and time, letting the past version of themselves see the bullet fired in the future. When they were ready to set off at that time, they would arrive at the destination just as the bullet rose.
They would use these external free wills to impact the stability of Ena's Dream.
And the simplest and crudest way to wake up those living beings addicted to the dream was a strong desire to survive.
So, in the dream, Acheron drew her sword.
The Fool also pressed the bomb that was ready.
Robin also began to sing the song of Harmony.
At the same time, outside the galaxy, the IPC's fleet was also ready. With the Cornerstone's positioning, the IPC also provided the power of the Amber Lord, condensing the Amber Lord's giant hammer above Ena's Dream.
Under the multiple strikes from various sides, Ena's Dream was ultimately shattered.
The members of the Astral Express woke up from the dream.
"Mr. Sunday, it is time for you to wake up from the dream too. The future of Penacony will definitely not belong to Order, but will be decided by the will of the people."
With the shattering of the three layers of dreams and the dissipation of Ena's Dream, Sunday maintained Dominicus's posture, his hands resting on the stage, and said.
"Sure enough, even the Order of Ena will eventually meet with failure. No matter. This was something I had expected, and it is not the path I truly wished for. Since that is the case, living beings, gods, listen to my declaration at this moment!"
"All things grow and naturally walk toward their end. The human world should also be entrusted to human hands!"
"The work of all creation is complete. The day of doubt has arrived. Embryo of Philosophy, reshape the world and all phenomena for us!"
Sunday had chosen the path of Order out of helplessness, as well as his teacher's persuasion and inducement, but now that the path of Order had failed, he would not remain trapped within it. Now, he wanted to use the power still in his hands at this moment to open up a path that belonged to him, then build the paradise in his heart.
[Order] has flaws. I offer this decree to cut it off!
[Remembrance] vanishes in an instant. I offer this decree to cut it off!
[The Hunt] only increases suffering. I offer this decree to cut it off!
[Nihility] has no light left. I offer this decree to cut it off!
[Trailblaze] knows it is impossible. I offer this decree to cut it off!
I command with a flawless movement to recreate paradise!
Caelus, who had his eyes closed, opened them. He looked at the fierce battle on the stage, listened to the lines that had just been spoken, and only opened his mouth after being stunned for a long while.
"That is really impressive. Although two of the five being called out are now equivalent to dead, and the other three would not react, declaring war on Aeons itself requires great courage."
What boldness, Sunday.
However, this could not change the final outcome. Robin's singing voice ultimately made Sunday pause.
The members of the Astral Express also united their respective wills, showing their own philosophies.
A stagnant dream could never move toward the future.
Only by continuing the Trailblaze could meaning be given to tomorrow and to more futures.
When the beautiful dream ended, tomorrow would continue to arrive, and people would continue to accept more fresh things and more beauty.
In tomorrow, people would welcome many beautiful things in the world, and it was worth fighting for.
A beautiful dream that stands still cannot imprison our wishes!
"May this journey lead us starward!"
The Will of the Trailblaze manifested as a phantom of the Astral Express, piercing through the Embryo of Philosophy and defeating Sunday's final struggle.
Maintaining his final strength, he asked the others, "So, why exactly does life slumber?"
Stelle stepped forward at this moment and answered earnestly, "Because, one day, we will wake from our dreams."
Sunday was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly. Dominicus's form slowly collapsed. He did not fall from the high heavens. Instead, he barely managed to support himself, standing on the stage, looking at the group from the Astral Express who had defeated him, and said,
"Congratulations, everyone from the Astral Express. You have defeated me and ended my plan to create a paradise. So, are you ready?"
"What?"
The heartstrings of the Astral Express crew, which had just relaxed, suddenly tightened again, because they heard a piece of music that did not come from Robin. Immolation of the Heavens.
Accompanied by the sound of boots stepping on the ground, a figure appeared behind Sunday, having arrived at some unknown time, and slowly stepped out from behind him.
"It is your turn now, Mr. Caelus."
(To be continued.)
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