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It took great willpower for her to force herself to calm down... After Gray left, Janice became the supreme commander of the Shore Watchers. Any staff member in the Watchtower could panic, but she herself could not lose her composure.

Janice quickly used the smart terminal to find the nearest secondary dimension entrance for refuge and showed it to Last.

The so-called "Shore Guardians" are an organization that watches over civilization and protects humanity from various natural and man-made disasters... Even though the Western Continent has been at peace for a hundred years, the Shore Guardians organization still prepares many contingency plans for various possible hypothetical disasters.

The "Secondary Dimension Shelter" is one of the highest-level emergency plans of the Shore Watchers. Each secondary dimension is opened up by Gray herself. Once an irresistible disaster breaks out on the Western Continent, people can immediately enter the secondary dimension for refuge and preserve their lives as much as possible.

The Internet connecting many mechanical creations and artificial intelligence is spread throughout the entire Western Continent, but it cannot cross the dimensional barrier. Once it enters the secondary dimension... then the intelligent mechanical disaster can be isolated from the outside.

As the headquarters of the Shore Watchers, there is naturally an entrance to the secondary dimensional shelter inside the Watchtower. With the strength of Janice and Last, they are fully capable of entering before the seal of the Third Mechanical Research Institute is destroyed.

However, in response to Janice's hurried words, Last just shook his head slightly.

"You go ahead, I'll come right after—"

Janice looked at Last in disbelief, but in the end she just nodded silently and didn't ask any more questions.

Although the two of them had only been together for half a year as superiors and subordinates in the Shore Guard team, Janice knew clearly that Last was not the kind of person who would make hasty decisions... He must have his reasons for giving such an answer, and this decision would not be shaken by the persuasion of others.

In that case, there was no need for her to waste her breath at this moment.

Even though Janice was worried about Last's safety, if she stayed here, she might face an Angel of Judgment who had lost control and gone berserk, with only the divinity of the Star Grail remaining... But at this moment, Janice's identity didn't allow her to act like a little girl.

She is now the supreme commander of the Shore Watchers organization. In the shelter of the secondary dimension, there are still countless frightened people waiting for her leadership. She has no right to be willful.

Janice bowed to Rast, which was the farewell etiquette of the shore guards in the Dark Ages, representing the blessing of a triumphant return.

"Well, Captain, please excuse me... I hope we can meet again in the future."

After saying this, she left quickly without any hesitation.

And Rast watched Janice leave, watching her back disappear at the end of the red metal passage.

"The full name of this remnant of history is 'The Lost Angel of Judgment, the Omnic Disaster'. So that's what it means..."

Last looked at the empty passage where only the bloody countdown kept ticking away, and sighed softly.

boom--

Another roar resounded throughout the tower, followed by a tremor far more violent than the previous one.

The rune of time appeared again, but this time, the protection from fate was obviously much weaker than the previous time and failed to protect the entire watchtower.

Click, click——

Dense cracks appeared on the steel walls, and the entire tower echoed with the sound of shattering, like the wail of a towering ancient tree with a thousand-year lifespan before collapsing...

If things continue like this, Gray's Fate Protection left behind will be destroyed before the progress bar even reaches its end—this magnificent tower will collapse first.

But Rast still did not move. He looked up at the dome, at the dark sky that shone through the broken cracks, as if quietly waiting for something.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on with you?"

Dean Yin glanced at Last with some uneasiness. Based on his familiarity with Last, he vaguely guessed what the other party was going to do, which made him feel dizzy.

"You're not going to meet Amys even at this hour, are you?"

"Didn't you hear what Janice said just now? She's completely out of control now."

"Although it's the same body, she's not the Amys you're familiar with..."

"The will of the Star Grail has revived within her body, and her divinity has overwhelmed her humanity. At this moment, she is clearly a Judgment Angel, with only her own instincts of destruction and killing remaining!"

"I know."

Luster said softly, "But I have to see Xiao Ai with my own eyes, just once."

"Dean Yin, you should leave first... I've completed all my Night World missions and can leave the Echoes of History at any time. Plus, I have the inherent skill 'Desperate Plea' to protect me, so I won't die that easily."

"You fucking bastard..." Dean Yin felt like cursing: "Do you really like to risk your life so much?"

"That's an angel in its prime, without any decay or weakening. Killing us is as easy as crushing two ants!"

"You're not afraid of death, but I'm really afraid of it. I'm just thinking about drinking a few more bottles of fat otaku happy water and eating a few more grilled fish cakes!"

However, despite saying this, Dean Yin still stayed on Last's shoulder and did not leave.

In Dean Yin's own words - it was a stowaway abducted by Last. If this kid Last died, it might not be able to return to reality. It has been completely tied to this kid's pirate ship.

As for Dean Yin's true thoughts, only the ferret himself knows.

……

Time passed by minute by minute, and on the constantly cracking and collapsing wall, the incomplete countdown also came to an end little by little.

Until there were only thirty seconds left in the countdown——

boom--

The thunder that pierced the sky and the earth struck the tower again.

This time, the fate-protecting rune left by Gray was completely shattered, turning into crystal fragments and no longer existing.

The watchtower was crumbling, accompanied by the roar of thunder.

The steel skeleton was torn apart, and the dark sky shone through the cracks.

And in the pure black background, Last finally saw the figure slowly rising into the sky—

It's been countless years since I last saw the girl's doll.

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PS: There is one more update, scheduled at 12 o'clock

Chapter 217 There is no such thing as an angel of judgment. I have always been Amys.

boom--

The Watchtower, this towering tower finally collapsed.

Under the influence of gravity, every inch of the metal skeleton and components that made up this huge structure disintegrated in mid-air, and thousands of sharp fragments were contaminated by fuel in the explosion and fell down burning.

These were arrow-like fragments burning with blazing flames, pouring down upon the earth like a heavy rain, like a bright fireball.

A storm of steel and fire swept across the entire barren land. Countless huge metal fragments and broken steel bars penetrated deeply into the backbone of the earth. The scorching air currents and flying debris tore everything within a radius of several kilometers into pieces.

The roar resounded through the sky and the earth.

This scene is like the broken tower of ancient Babylon in mythology, or the desperate cry of the last Titan as he fell from the cliffs of Mount Olympus.

And the girl's human figure slowly leaped up among the shattered fire meteors.

Her figure was obviously so thin and slender, but her posture as she soared into the air in the firelight was so majestic and noble, like a prisoner escaping from prison, or like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

Huge chunks of broken metal and violent fire winds fell in the air around her, but did not harm the human figure at all.

On the contrary, the moment it approached the human figure, the orders of "destruction" and "judgment" were issued to everything around it, whether living or dead.

The falling fragments broke apart again in an instant, decomposing the original metal fragments into the most basic iron atoms, and could no longer form a complete entity.

This is the product of the characteristics of the "Judgment" sequence being materialized by the angels of the same sequence, and the originally illusory rules are materialized into tangible phenomena - all things that are subject to the command of "Judgment", regardless of their rank, whether they are living or dead, are instantly reduced to the most basic microscopic particles.

This is a truly conceptual power that cannot be resisted or prevented, just as only legends can fight legends... and only angels can fight angels.

The broken metal particles gathered around the human figure and turned into silver-white wings that reached the sky.

And in the center of the steel wings that covered the sky was the figure of a young girl, as ferocious as a ghost and as majestic as a king, like a mechanical queen who reigned over the world.

Her entire body, except for her face, had obvious mechanized features. Her originally swan-like, white, slender neck was now covered with a layer of pale silver steel armor.

But Rast still recognized her identity at a glance.

That was a name he would never forget even if he fell into the hell of time loops—

Amys

They finally met again.

In that gap between the night world and reality, outside the small town of "Canaan" where it is difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion, they met face to face in person.

As if it had noticed Last's gaze, the mechanical angel in the distant sky slowly lowered its eyes and cast its gaze towards the barren surface of the earth.

The two looked at each other. Last stood in the ruins of steel, and Amis looked up at the sky that had been burned black and red. The whole world was engulfed in fire and thick smoke.

In the midst of iron and fire, the humanoid mechanical angel descended to the ground, its iron wings that covered the sky and the sun fluttered, breaking down all obstacles along the way into the most basic microscopic particles, which became part of the wings that reached the sky.

It was not until this moment that Rast discovered that Amis' eyes were not the slightly soft sky blue in his memory, but golden eyes like lava.

He knew that it was the color of "judgment," and that the will controlling this angel's body wasn't that of the blonde girl living in the small town of Canaan... but rather the embodiment of the rules of the Judgment sequence within the Star Grail, a natural law that symbolized judgment, destruction, and ruin.

This scene was so similar to the day when Canaan was destroyed in Last's memory... collapsed buildings, hot wind with smoke and dust, metal fragments twisted and deformed in the high temperature, and the distraught boy and girl buried in the ruins.

But at this moment, their identities were swapped. Last was kept in the dark and knew nothing about it, while Amis chose to participate in the artificial angel project alone in order to meet him again in the future, facing loneliness for who knows whether it would be a thousand or ten thousand years.

At this moment, Amis' soul should have fallen into a deep sleep, while Last was standing on the ruins, looking up at the figure of the mechanical angel.

Amis, or rather the mechanical angel in the form of a young girl, landed on the ground. The steel wings that covered the sky and the sun dissipated, and she stepped over the wreckage of the watchtower and walked towards Rast step by step.

Looking at the humanoid angel that was getting closer and closer, Last's mind moved slightly.

You have completed the main quest in the Echoes of the Era: Omnic Crisis: The Lost Angel of Judgment.

[Your optional mission 1 (participating in the limited-time event "Deep Blue Harbor Speedrun Challenge" in the virtual reality game "Poem of the Shorekeeper" and winning first place in the game event) has been completed.]

Your optional mission 2 (deeply investigating the artificial angel project and exploring the origins of the "Intelligent Disaster" and the truth behind it) has been completed.

[The clearance requirements for this night world have been met]

The final score and reward distribution for this Night World mission will be settled after leaving the Historical Reverberations.

[Night travelers are requested to choose to exit the Echoes of the Era or continue to stay in it.]

A blue light screen appeared in Last's mind. As long as he selected the confirmation button, he would be able to escape directly from the remnants of history.

On the other side, Dean Yin was also looking at the angel of judgment who was slowly walking across the ruins and wreckage of steel, his face full of vigilance.

"What the hell did you drug me with back then? That's why you lured me here."

"I'm totally crazy to be facing an angel in his prime."

Dean Silver muttered, and his furry snow-white tail quickly grew larger and then wrapped around Rast's waist.

It has not forgotten the last battle of Broken Coast, when old man Cecil interrupted the return process of the night world, but it dare not put all its hopes on the escape mechanism of the night world.

Once the escape from the night world fails, Dean Yin will immediately take Last into the subspace and escape.

Finally, the girl figure came in front of Rast.

Over her mechanical body, she wore a pure white dress, its folded hem spreading like layers of lotus leaves—this was Amis's favorite style. But in Rast's eyes, she was no longer Amis, but a god overlooking the world, her golden eyes filled with indifference to life and joy in killing.

Perhaps this is what the "Angel of Judgment" should originally look like. The so-called "judgment" is a sequence that can dominate the world with pure violence.

Perhaps she was going to kill him? After all, in the eyes of the Angel of Judgment, he was nothing more than a slightly larger insect.

Such a thought flashed through Rast's mind, because immediately afterwards, he saw the girl's eyes in front of him change from bright golden pupils to a somewhat soft sky blue again.

Amis stretched out her left hand, but not to pierce Luster's heart. Instead, she gently stroked the side of his face with a cold touch of steel.

"fool."

The girl's voice was very gentle, but to Rast's ears, it sounded dreamy and unreal.

There had never been a moment like when Amis touched his cheek, and he knew with such clarity that he was truly alive.

"There is no such thing as an angel of judgment."

"I have always been Amys..."

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PS: The plot of these two chapters is quite critical and I don’t want to compromise, so I deleted and revised them for a day and a half before posting them. I will try to add more in the next few days.

Chapter 218 How could I possibly hurt you with my own hands?

thump—

thump—

Under the extremely dark sky, above the steel ruins burning with flames.

The world became silent, and Rast could even hear his own clear heartbeat.

This was a feeling he hadn't had in a long time - his mind was blank, leaving only the burning emotions in his chest.