As they walked through the palace corridors, everyone watched a drama in which the prime minister denied the king and everyone was his own king who was superior to all things.

Then we came to the end of the corridor.

San Yue Qi stopped and looked at the puppets in front of him in confusion. "That's not right. According to the previous two scenes, shouldn't a short story be triggered here and then a fight start? Why don't these puppets say any lines?"

Jizi guessed, "Maybe just like the last scene, we need to complete the script ourselves."

Luo Ming nodded and looked at Xing: "I'll leave it to you."

Xing strode forward and skillfully used the clock trick on the general puppet holding a sword.

But the strange thing is that this general only has one emotion of satisfaction, which he cannot control at all. The Clock Boy also seems to be controlled by a puppet and becomes a little weird.

"How's it going? Did it go well?"

San Yue Qi saw Xing stopped and asked immediately.

Xing shook her head: "I don't know what's going on, I can't change its mood..."

"Can't change? What do you mean..."

at this time.

Sunday's voice sounded at the right time: "Please forgive my impoliteness for forgetting to tell you that only this last play has been written long ago."

The puppets in front shouted in unison: "Let us tell you about our past kings. Now, it's time to begin the final ceremony."

Jizi looked at Xing and Sanyueqi: "Get ready for the fight, it looks like we're going to have to fight again."

As soon as he finished speaking, several puppets rushed towards everyone out of control.

Sanyueqi and Xing, who were already quite experienced in combat, immediately took out their weapons to fight, and finally defeated the puppets while breathlessly trying to stop them.

Just like before, the puppets did not disappear directly, but bowed their heads respectfully. "I left an imperceptible trace, passing through a quiet night. There is no need to remember me forever, or to pursue the souls of dreams."

"What is mine will decay, but you will rise above its weakness."

Listen quietly to the remaining voice of the king.

Jizi held her chin and concluded: "This is the last scene, which is much easier to understand than the previous stories... He wants to drive away the harmonies and establish an empire of order."

"Let's go. After the prelude, it's time for the main event of the Harmony Ceremony."

The real war is coming.

Not only Xinghe and Sanyueqi, but even Liuying's expression became solemn.

Luo Ming was thinking about how Black Swan Huang Quan was preparing, and then he was the first to leave this last dream space.

As the light flowed, the rubble pieced together on its own, like a spiral that kept spinning. The complete outline of the theater and the movie screens appeared in front of everyone's sight.

Finally, there is a long red carpet that stretches from the stage of the Grand Theater to the feet of the people in the audience.

The entire theater also became extremely bright and solemn.

On Sunday, the voice of reciting the truth sounded: "He gave meaning to everyone in the world, and created all things in the heavens and the earth. He stopped all the work of creation. However, all living things called out to Taiyi: You defined all people with order, but made us know that we are just your puppets!"

“So on that day, all the people gathered together and threw God into the pit of destruction.”

March 7 ignored the annoying voice.

Looking at the scene ahead, he was surprised and said: "The theater has completely changed... Is this the power of order?"

Ji Zi looked at everyone on the train and said, "Everyone, get ready. We may be facing a fierce battle."

"Don't worry, with Xing here, we will definitely win the final victory." March 7 said confidently.

Xing touched his chin, "I feel like I'm covered in war flags."

"Let's go. After this last game, we can still have some time to rest and relax."

Luo Ming patted Liuying's slender shoulders, then took the lead to walk onto the red carpet and walked towards the grand theater stage in the center.

At the same time, the entire theater was filled with magnificent music, as if playing music for the upcoming battle.

“This is the seventh day.”

The moment everyone walked onto the stage, Sunday's firm voice rang out.

But it seems a little different from before.

"The cheers and chants began in unison—!"

Countless voices praising the Lord God sounded at the same time, carrying a strong power of faith.

"Why do I feel like I've entered some large-scale cult?"

San Yueqi listened to the sounds coming from all directions, which were obviously very bright and enthusiastic, but also a little creepy, and could not help rubbing his smooth arms, which caused goose bumps to appear.

Luo Ming stopped and looked at Sunday in the center of the stage in front of him.

"That's all about order. What do you think?"

Sunday turned around and looked at everyone.

"However, this is just an insignificant episode in the history of the Milky Way. It is not important. What is important is where this long river will flow in the future..."

"You have all come at the right time. The Harmony Ceremony is about to begin. It would be a great pity if you were not present at the opening of the Harmony Ceremony."

"Please allow me to welcome you all once again - welcome to the Pinocchio Theater - the center of dreams, the core of the stars, the absolute stage of the Harmony Festival..."

"It is also... the place where we decide the future of Pinocchio's death battle."

Xing looked around and asked in confusion: "Where is the star core? Why can't I see it?"

Sunday looked back slightly, "It's behind the curtain, or, you can think of it as the theater itself."

According to the watchmaker's story, the prosperous Pinocchio of today was built entirely on the star core.

Thinking back to the previous encounter with Yalilo, when he froze the core of the planet, he suddenly had a clearer understanding of his so-called ability to overturn the table.

She is basically a walking civilized nuclear weapon.

"However, if you want to see it, you must also show me faith that matches the power of the star core."

“Only with faith can we bring true good to this world.”

Sunday is always persuading the train crew to join the embrace of order, or, in other words, to be forever immersed in the beautiful dream of order.

Jizi stepped forward, looked at Sunday and said, "Please allow me to point out that being in a perpetual sleep cannot be equated with happiness, especially when people are at the mercy of others in their dreams."

Sunday closed his eyes slightly and said, "Ms. Jizi, at this point, do you still think that Order only wants to turn the entire universe into its puppet?"

Ji Zi's voice was firm: "No matter how perfect the paradise you describe is, a cage is still a cage."

San Yue Qi also retorted: "In that kind of world, it is impossible for people to obtain true happiness! They are nothing more than toys of the Star God!"

Luo Ming nodded.

If the order that Sunday believes in is broad enough to cover the entire galaxy, it would be similar to the concept of "Heaven's Way" in his world. He will determine everything, including the fate of everyone.

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