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Last's soft words echoed across the wasteland.

"Similarly, this is also the era in which the nameless fool who created the 'Gravekeeper,' the 'Library of Fools,' and the 'Stone Tablet of Eternal Night' once lived as a human."

This is the very first, and also the very first, night world.

As if in response to Raste's soliloquy.

At that moment, Last heard the ancient echo reverberating in his mind.

[Mission Objective: In a world where fools never existed, create a new civilization called "Humanity"]

"To replace that original nameless fool and establish human civilization in this age of mythical creatures."

"And then, will we write a brand new chapter in human history?"

Hiltina spoke softly, gazing at the distant sky.

As an angel, she could perceive it with ease—

At the edge of the sky where the ancient dragon and the phoenix roamed, above the sea of ​​clouds, where the stars shone... there were many powerful auras, even stronger than her and Rust's.

Those are the true gods.

Unlike those in later generations who lingered on the threshold of the blazing heavens, completely in a semi-crippled state, and whose power could only descend upon the mortal world through believers as a medium, the weak, sick, and disabled were different.

The ancient gods active among the stars at this moment are genuine, at the height of their power.

This was the earliest, most primordial age of gods, before the First Age.

These gods who look down upon the mortal world from among the stars, and the mythical creatures who are their attendants, are the true masters of this era, above humankind.

"what happened?"

"The thought of replacing that nameless fool and leading weak humanity to rise in an era where mythical creatures roam the earth and gods look down upon the mortal world... makes me feel immense pressure?"

Hiltina crossed her arms and looked at Rust beside her teasingly.

"nothing--"

Last smiled. "I was just wondering what kind of expression that ferret would make when I go back and tell Dean Silver that I created a civilization."

Amys remained silent.

She simply stepped forward in silence and squeezed the boy's hand again.

Just as they made their vow in Canaan, this oath will not fail, whether in the technological world two hundred years later or in the age of gods where mythical creatures roam the earth.

She will stay with Rusty from birth to death.

"So, Hiltina, Ai, let's go."

"The world before us has only just been born."

Last spoke softly.

Then, he took his first step towards the vast, boundless sky before him.

Chapter 281 Congratulations, you have completely conquered the Night World!

When he regained consciousness, Rust found himself in an incredible place.

What came into view was the setting sun, which seemed to set the entire sky ablaze.

Beneath my feet was a thick crystal floor, beneath which flowed slowly clouds bathed in a fiery red glow.

Looking into the distance, you can see the sky, dyed red by the setting sun, stretching endlessly into the distance.

Below this, in the clouds shimmering with golden-red light parallel to Last's line of sight, many crystal-clear, translucent objects, like crystals, were rising and falling in the sky.

Each crystal is enveloped in a thin veil of night, and each facet of the polygon reflects a distinctly different and magnificent scene—

A kingdom of knights where summer flowers bloom everywhere, an island community shrouded in gray mist year-round...

There are also wizarding civilizations with towering mage towers rising from the ground, and a technological age with skyscrapers standing tall...

"If I'm not mistaken, those crystals are symbols of the manifestation of different night worlds."

A girl's clear voice reached my ears.

Hiltina appeared beside Rust at some point, and together they gazed at the crystal formations floating in the sea of ​​clouds.

“Each glint of these crystals marks an era, the rise and fall, prosperity and decline of a civilization.”

"Even though I've long been accustomed to traveling through different night worlds as a night traveler... I still feel a strange sense of awe when I look at the physical reality of each night world from the outside."

Hiltina spoke softly.

"However, if all seventy-two Night Worlds that have existed in the past are now appearing before us in this form, it means that this is the origin of the Night World, right?"

"in other words--"

"We have already cleared the final Night World instance of that mythical era."

She blinked gently, her light brown eyes reflecting the fiery red glow of the sunset.

"Although from the very beginning, I was prepared for a long battle, and even to dedicate the rest of my life to it."

"But it really is a long journey."

"How many years has it been since we entered the World of the End of Night and arrived in the Age of Gods... It should be over two hundred years now, right?"

"Two hundred and thirty-seven years."

Last smiled. "To be more precise, it is two hundred and thirty-seven years, nine months, and thirteen days."

"It took nearly a century to lead the human tribes of the Age of Gods to rise and establish a new technological civilization... It took nearly another century to use technological means to fight against the mythical races protected by the ancient gods until all the mythical species were wiped off the surface of the world and an era belonging only to humans was established."

"But it was only in recent decades that the Age of Gods finally declined completely, and all the ancient gods were expelled from the material plane, either perishing forever or barely surviving at the edge of the Sky-Bridge."

"More than two hundred years... that sounds rather unreal."

Hiltina's voice carried a hint of surprise.

“I know that you and Xiao Ai have both spent hundreds or even thousands of years in the Night World before this, and are already used to the passage of time…”

"But for me, more than two hundred years is ten times the total length of my previous life."

"I was initially worried that more than two hundred years would be enough to completely change my mindset and make it impossible for me to go back to the way things were before."

"But now it seems that this period of time hasn't changed me too much."

She gently reached out and looked at her fair palm: "Now that I think about it, it's all thanks to you, Rust, and Little Ai."

"I was planning to complete the Night World of The End by myself..."

"But now that I think about it, if it weren't for your company, I would have wandered alone in the age of gods for more than two hundred years. Even though the bodies of angels don't age, my mindset would probably have turned into that of a lifeless old woman long ago..."

"They can never return to their original state of mind, return to a normal life... They have even completely lost their sense of being human and have become creatures no different from those high and mighty gods."

Last nodded slightly.

He could completely understand Hiltina's feelings at that moment.

After all, before meeting Hiltina and returning to the present world, Rust himself had experienced more than three hundred years of time loops in the historical echoes of Deep Blue Harbor, falling into the abyss of mental breakdown countless times.

If it weren't for the safe haven called Canaan and the girl named Amys, even if his physical body could be reshaped by the time loop, his soul might have already died in that echo of history, becoming a living dead who is neither alive nor dead.

But then, Last noticed that the chestnut-haired girl beside him suddenly smiled.

"Oh right, I just remembered that it's been quite a while since we did that."

“You’ve been spending all your time with Xiao Ai these past few days, and you’ve been ignoring me.”

Hiltina's lips curled into a charming smile: "Times have indeed changed. The childhood sweetheart trait is still a bit too overpowered in the current version. Someone like me, who just appeared out of nowhere, is no match for her anymore?"

"What do you mean by neglecting you for days... We just did it the day before yesterday, didn't we?"

Last said with some helplessness, "Besides, according to the schedule you and Xiao Ai agreed on, yesterday should have been her exclusive time."

"Besides, I was just playing a two-player game with Xiao Ai yesterday."

They spent over two hundred years together in the mythological era. Besides leading the development of human civilization and fighting against the mythological species of the age of gods, Rust and his companions also had a lot of free time.

To pass the time and to maintain his original intentions throughout the long years, Raste used his power as an angel and Amys's ability as a mechanical creator, based on his memories of his past life, to create a large number of classic games and entertainment works from his previous life.

From novels, comics, and animations to TV dramas, movies, and games, it has everything, fulfilling my dream of being a plagiarist.

“Since you and Xiao Ai went on a two-player trip together, you can’t favor one over the other. After we leave Night World, you have to go on the Two Shadows adventure with me.”

"So that's what you were waiting for here."

Seeing Rust's somewhat helpless expression, a hint of cunning, as if her scheme had succeeded, crept onto Hiltina's pretty face.

After saying that, she raised her head slightly and looked towards the infinitely distant sky.

"So, is this the end of our journey?"

Hiltina was met with a long silence and the sound of breaking clouds.

In the sea of ​​clouds dyed red by the setting sun, the crystals that were shrouded in the darkness of night are gradually fading and becoming more and more transparent.

"They...are disappearing."

That's Amy's voice.

The mechanical angel, its steel wings folded, stood quietly behind Rust, gazing at the crystals that were fading into the night.

These echoes of history, reflections of the past, fragments of history that form the foundation of the night world, are now irreversibly flowing away and disappearing.

It became increasingly illusory and transparent, cracking and spreading until it completely collapsed and returned to pure nothingness.

Occasionally, crystalline fragments would shatter from the crystals of the night world, some flying away, some peeling off downwards... If you listened carefully, you could also hear the heavy rumbling sound mixed in with the wind.

This is the end of the world, the end of something called the "Night World".

With the completion of the End Night world, these historical echoes that once recorded, witnessed, and carried the weight of six epochs will naturally be completely erased and never exist again.

What disappeared was not only the crystals that symbolized the seventy-two night worlds, but also the world itself located in the clouds.

Sometime later, that oppressive dome disappeared.

Instead, a magnificent starry sky appeared, filled with countless stars.

The sky was so vast that it took your breath away.

Is it because I've been imprisoned in the Night World of the End for over two hundred years, or is it just a coincidence that the starry sky is exceptionally clear tonight...?

But at this moment, the winter starry sky was so beautiful that it made people forget everything and soothe their wounds.

At this moment, both Last and Hiltina couldn't help but recall the motto they had seen inscribed on the obelisk at the entrance of Star University.

"Every star in that vast constellation is a tombstone for someone who has passed away."

"One by one, travelers fell in the echoes of the past, becoming sources of light and fire that watch over this land from afar, their names unknown to anyone."

"They bask in the darkness, yet shine as brightly as the stars."

……

"It's a beautiful view, isn't it?"

Suddenly a voice rang in Last's ears.

When he turned around, he realized that a man was already standing there.

Judging from his physique, the other person should be middle-aged, but his face is not clearly visible.

But for some reason, when his eyes met that hazy gaze, Last could clearly sense that the other person was very, very old, having lived through an infinitely long period of time.

"Whom should I address you?"

"The creator of the Eternal Night Stele, and the first leader of the Tomb Keepers organization..."

Last looked at the hazy figure whose face he couldn't make out:

Or perhaps—

"The original owner of the 'Library of Fools,' the nameless fool who brought an end to the Age of Gods?"

……

"A name is nothing more than a label. Compared to things that will be forgotten after thousands of years, only things that can be truly passed down with human history are more precious."

"I think you should understand this principle very well."

"The current guardian of the shore, who has inherited my 'Library of Fools'..."