Chapter 403 Even Stars Die
“No one ever believed me.”
“People who have lost their homes, lost their arms, can change the world.”
"Since I stepped into Pinocchio... this planet called Dreamland, no one has believed in me except you and Sunday."
"Mockingbird, I can only trust myself."
"I will rewrite this unhappy world with my own hands."
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"Sister, if you choose the road that he has not yet completed, you will surely embark on a journey full of thorns."
"You will abandon the admiration of others. From now on, no one will sing your name. You will even be spit on and despised by countless people."
"The brighter the light, the easier it is to burn out."
"I'm sorry Robin, but you...I don't want you to know all this."
"Even stars die."
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The robin stretched out her right hand toward the sky, and the lonely white feather fluttered down into her palm. She never forgot it.
On that day, countless black feathers fell from the sky of Pinocchio, and corresponding to them were the blazing golden wings - the eternally burning wings, which are still in her eyes today, and have never been extinguished.
Her dark purple high heels stepped on the blood-colored carpet. She heard people's sorrow, she saw people's crying, and she touched people's pain.
The halo that was like a wreath had never shone so brightly. Her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness would all become the steps for her to ascend to godhood.
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"In the future, you will be on a bigger stage than this."
"More people will hear your singing, cheer for you, and sing with you."
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The robin showed a charming smile and walked towards the stage step by step. In a trance, it returned to that day. It jumped onto the bed with unsteady steps. Surrounded by dolls and under the gaze of Zhou Ri and An Ming, it sang with its childish voice.
"Brother, An Ming... did you see it?"
The robin murmured softly, and its white and black wings slowly emerged from its back at the same time. A divine light descended from the sky, illuminating the robin's path forward.
"I am standing on a bigger stage, and everyone wants to listen to my singing."
Countless puppets hung down from transparent silk threads, symbolizing the people in the dream, and they all clapped mechanically.
Dolls of various shapes appeared on both sides of the road. They were laughing, they were joyful, they were happy.
They raised their hands and watched the robin ascend to the highest stage.
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"If I could be a tuner, I would like to summon a chorus of choruses."
“I want to sing with everyone and pass on our wishes!”
“Let everyone feel happiness and joy.”
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The robin walked step by step to the center of the stage. Its pure white dress seemed to have life, emitting majestic holy music, and feathers fluttered silently in the sky.
There is no tragedy here, only happiness.
For that ideal paradise, for that immortal star.
Those green eyes were tightly closed, and the eyelashes filled with sorrow and pity trembled slightly, as if listening to the sufferings of the world.
When the bright red curtain on the road in front of the stage slowly opened and a familiar figure rushed out from the light, the robin finally smiled, allowing people to deeply feel the feeling of happiness rippling in their hearts.
"You're here."
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There are still ——【01:12:34】to the opening of the Harmony Festival
"How am I going to get out of here!!!"
Xing was a little overwhelmed. Facing the Pinocchio dream where only the foundation was left, there was no way to go to the theater even if he wanted to.
What's more, the endless storm of memory swept through every corner of the twelve dreams.
"We can only start from Liumeng Reef," Fu Xuan showed a rare serious look. She was not unprepared for the current situation. The worst outcome would be to let Liuying drive the cavalry to take An Ming up.
"There's an entire primitive dreamland between this place and the Twelve Dreamlands."
San Yueqi had rarely remembered the important information. Wanting to go to the Grand Theater from Liumeng Reef was like abandoning the train and riding a tricycle to chase Luofu, which was simply impossible.
Liuying looked at An Ming at this time and smiled gently, "Then, give Tiankong another sword."
March Seven & Star: “?”
"I understand," Fu Xuan sighed helplessly, "It's really crazy."
"Am I the only one who doesn't understand?" Xing turned her head and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the familiar wisdom in Sanyueqi's pupils. Fortunately, Sanyue was with her, otherwise she would be the only fool.
An Ming raised Wuye and said, "It's not a big deal. It's just to cut off the barrier between Liumeng Reef and the Twelve Dream Realms."
"Oh... huh?!" San Yue Qi took a few seconds to react, "You mean, it directly raised the entire original dream?"
This could be translated as cutting off the base of Luofu and turning it into a land fairy boat, but San Yue Qi changed his mind and realized that the person who did this was An Ming, so it was okay.
"What are you waiting for? Let's get started!" Although Xing tried her best to hide her excitement, her hands trembling with excitement betrayed her mental state.
"Inheriting Mikhail's will, unity, precision, perfection, I am already a perfect star! This is harmony, this is - Star God!!!"
Xing was wearing a hat and showing a handsome Dragon King smile, but the next second he was hit by San Yueqi's particularly skillful elbow and fell to the ground.
An Ming slowly raised Wu Ye with both hands, and as the sword was pulled out inch by inch, a sharp wind began to form with his feet as the center.
Fu Xuanfa's eyes flashed slightly, and he stood beside him with his hands folded in front of his chest. That was not wind at all, but sword energy generated by simply drawing the sword. For An Ming, this kind of thing was as easy as breathing.
Even though this sharpness had no ill intentions towards them, they could still feel the terrifying pressure.
The snow-white sword pointed at the broken dream. An Ming took a deep breath, and determination flashed in his eyes. He was determined to bring the robin back with his own hands no matter what.
It's not just a promise for Sunday, it's something he has to do.
The original dream lies between the Flowing Dream Reef and the Twelve Dreams, and is also the last buffer zone. If we don't go to the theater to stop the robin, the entire Pinocchio will eventually become the cornerstone of the Garden of Eden.
There was no other choice, An Ming had to strike with the sword.
The sword of Wuye will only appear in the longest dark night.
And where there is no night, there will be no long night again.
That was the coming of dawn.
This sword is as dazzling as the dawn. It is the first light in the endless darkness and the sword light that gives hope to everyone.
The sword's blade shattered the sky, splitting the original dream in half from the center, like a horizontal line split in half, revealing the only way leading to the theater.
Just like the retrograde sun, it stubbornly passes through the endless darkness to illuminate her deepest part.
The robin can see it, so An Ming told her.
The night is about to pass.
He would go through the darkness to embrace her.