The ancients watched me play the Starry Sky Railway

"It seems you've all been misunderstanding my intentions." Sunday shook his head slightly. "I hereby officially inform you: My ideal is not to resurrect a Star God, nor to ascend to godhood—I only want to do one thing. That is to create a paradise without Star Gods, where order reigns, where everyone can embrace dignity and happiness, a paradise that belongs only to us humans."

"Sunday is really bold. In a world with God, he wants to create a paradise that doesn't need God?"

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly and marveled at it.

What is the difference between this and someone declaring in his Qin Empire that he wanted to create a paradise that did not need an emperor?

He didn’t know whether those star gods could tolerate it, but he couldn’t tolerate it!

Rebellious people must be promoted!

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"You are wrong. If people are to live with dignity, then no one or anything should be above them. And in your so-called paradise, that person is you."

"Himeko still doesn't think what she did on Sunday was right."

“It is true that Sunday wants to create a paradise now, but what about in the future?”

"To be awake alone in the universe, to bear all the burdens alone... that is an extremely painful thing. In such a long period of pain, who can guarantee that Sunday's thoughts will not become distorted?"

"Do those who are immersed in beautiful dreams have the power to resist Sunday? No! They can only be manipulated by Sunday like puppets."

"More importantly, she always believed that the beauty in dreams was meaningless."

"It seems we can't convince each other no matter what," Sunday sighed. "Fate has ordained us to fight each other. Now that things have come to this, let us use our own destinies to show the universe a right path. However, before the prelude to the future officially begins, I would like to ask you to take a few more moments to consider the questions I have raised."

“Are the righteous and the sinner equal? ​​If men are born weak—from what god can the weak find peace?”

"He stretched out his arms (the same pose as Otto), and the light streamed through the theatre, illuminating his body. He looked like a god."

"The red curtain slowly drew up, covering his body."

"Just as Xing was wondering, Sunday's voice came from behind the curtain."

"I know your resolution. Now, I grant you the right to gaze directly upon the sun. Upon these one hundred and seven thousand three hundred and thirty-six rocks, the chords of the Almighty are at my service—the tuner of praise, the chorus of unison, Dominicus!"

"The curtain opened, and a giant conductor, covered in gold and huge in stature, emerged from the stage, baton in hand."

"That's the Choir—Lord's Day!"

"What a huge creature... Looks like it's even bigger than Huanlong!" Sanyueqi's eyes widened.

"You can become so big just by entering a curtain? Did you eat Jin Ke La?"

"That's the incarnation of the star god 'Harmony,' Dominicus... no, it's now called God Lord's Day." Ji Zi's face was solemn. "It seems that the real purpose of the Harmony Ceremony is to usurp it? Be careful, it may be more powerful than the average commander!"

"How amazing! Such a powerful pressure!"

Lu Bu's face flushed red, and he was so frightened by the pressure revealed from the sky that his legs were shaking.

"I've been damaged by alcohol and sex, and I can't even withstand this kind of pressure... It's time to quit drinking!"

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"Sunday gently waved his baton, and musical spirits descended from the sky onto the stage in front of him."

"With just a gentle flap of the wings, the attack is launched silently like a musical note."

"You are both wise and perceptive. It is not difficult for you to understand why 'harmony' and 'order' can be combined into one."

"Why...?" Zilu didn't understand.

What do harmony and order have in common?

"Could it be that... the essence of both is to restrict freedom?" Confucius had some guesses.

The family is united as one, and individual consciousness will be swallowed up by the collective.

Order manipulates people's hearts and turns everything into puppets.

From this perspective, the two are exactly the same.

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"The battle is about to begin."

"It's just that this battle seems too beautiful. The music spirits sing and dance... It's as if this isn't a battlefield, but a ballroom."

"It feels like... there's another world before my eyes." San Yue Qi had only fired a few arrows when he felt dizzy and unsteady on his feet.

"It's the power of tuning. Don't let the singing distract you!" Jizi, a knowledgeable woman, immediately understood what was going on.

"But even if we say that, we can't just ignore that music. It keeps drilling into our ears!"

"As time went on, not only Mitsuki-chan, but even Hoshi and Himeko were gradually affected."

"The time has come. Creation will be reborn from the divine remains—" The Lord God raised his baton high.

"I don't know what he's going to do, but just looking at his posture, I know it's something extremely bad!"

"Xing wanted to stop it, but she couldn't lift a finger."

"But at this moment..."

"boom!"

"A huge water dragon pierced directly through the chest of God Lord Sun from behind."

"Dan Heng?" Ji Zi looked at the water dragon with joy.

"Ouch!" God Sunday was severely wounded, and his massive body landed slowly and heavily in the theater.

"Thus, the scene behind him was revealed—a fleet of immortal boats, covering the sky and the sun, approaching across the sea of ​​stars."

"And further up the Immortal Boat Fleet, there stood two more people: Jing Yuan and Dan Heng!"

"As Jing Yuan swung his formation sword, the planet-like God Lord raised the hilt. Dan Heng raised his right hand lightly, and water dragons surrounded the God Lord."

""Magnificent and mighty spirit—respect my command! Execute—without mercy!""

"The lightning-flashing sword and water dragon instantly engulfed the massive body of the Lord God."

"Under the convergence of lightning and water, the Lord God was reduced to ash."

"So cool!" Li Bai clapped his hands on the table, almost jumping up with excitement. This scene was really cool.

Jing Yuan and Dan Heng have this kind of exciting combination skills?

Oh, yes, it's the combo skill that Danfeng, Danheng's previous life, and Jingyuan practiced, right? I didn't expect that even after Danfeng's reincarnation, he still remembered this combo skill.

"Lord God, Water Dragon... No, no, this is too handsome. I can't help but write a poem about it."

He now had a burst of inspiration, and countless poems emerged in his mind.

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"Lord Zhou Tianzi, why are you...ah."

"The Zhou Emperor has passed away! Woo woo woo!"

"You haven't lost yet. Hurry up and stand up and continue fighting against the evil Jing Yuan and Dan Heng, Lord Zhou Tianzi!"

The people were sad. With Sunday's defeat, they would definitely not be able to enjoy the beautiful paradise that Sunday had talked about.