"Use your eyes to see."
Opal, representing Diamond, replied flatly.
"How much credibility is there?"
Yan Shiluo of the Talent Motivation Department glanced at him.
"The Xianzhou Alliance wouldn't joke about this kind of thing."
Yapoli felt that this opportunity didn't need questioning.
"Do you think the Xianzhou Marshal is so bored that she would spread fake news out of nowhere? And fake news that would cause turmoil across the entire galaxy, at that?"
"Who said that?"
Yan Shiluo indicated not to misinterpret his rhythm.
"I was referring to the credibility of the claim that the Eighth Heavenly General exchanged moves with the remnant soul of 'Tayzzyronth' behind the scenes."
From this sentence alone, a lot of information could be gleaned.
For instance, the Xianzhou Alliance's information was most likely provided by Leon, and the fact that he could successfully provide information and intelligence proved that he had won in his confrontation with 'Tayzzyronth'.
"What? Did he not give you an answer before?"
Madame Scarred Eye let out a scoff. "I think this question shouldn't need asking. Leon is the first person in hundreds of Amber Eras who could make the Corporation concede to the extent we see now. His power and substance are already self-evident. Perhaps in the future, when a crisis arises that even the Corporation cannot solve... we might even have to personally invite him out of the mountains to lend a hand."
"So, are we going to participate?" Mutoyuin asked.
Zaitian nodded. "In the face of major events, even if there were past grievances, they must be put aside. If all of this is true, then the Corporation must make an appearance."
"Yes, the Corporation absolutely cannot stay out of this."
Opal expressed his approval. "This is precisely the indispensable cornerstone of our great cause of 'The Preservation'."
'The Propagation' has revived; the 'Swarm Emperor' is not dead.
This undoubtedly completely exposed the explanation the Corporation had used externally to stabilize people. Although they themselves knew it was false, now that the secret was out, they certainly had to be responsible for patching it up.
The Corporation is the faction that hates 'The Propagation' the most; logically and emotionally, they cannot remain indifferent.
"The problem is, how much military force should we dispatch for support?"
Yapoli tapped the table with his index finger, asking the others.
"We don't have as many 'Emanators' as the Xianzhou Alliance. But if the support is too little, it will make the Corporation look insincere. Yet if it's too much... we might be hard-pressed to protect ourselves."
He spoke with some headache.
The Corporation's 'Emanators' were certainly not limited to the two who were overtly borrowed by Leon and directly worked to death. After all, the Corporation's unfathomable depths far exceeded imagination. Secretly, there were definitely other 'Emanators' in existence.
A qualified major faction must have more than two 'Emanators'. Unless it was something cooked up by those eccentrics in the Genius Society, no matter how high your technology climbed, it was hard to truly surpass an 'Emanator' in the true sense.
After all, 'Emanators' are the premier combat force in the current galaxy aside from the 'Aeons'. If nothing else, the sheer might of the 'Path' destined them to stand a head above others. It was certainly not something ordinary thermal weapons could easily imitate.
Without exaggeration, if the Corporation had no 'Emanators' but happened to face one, they could certainly hold out relying on their foundation accumulated over many years. But facing two or more 'Emanators' would be completely different; the Corporation would very likely be directly wiped out, not to mention that among 'Emanators', there were existences of the magnitude of 'Iron Tomb'.
"What a headache."
Yapoli rubbed the space between his brows.
The damn Xianzhou Alliance didn't feel the heartache; they could treat 'Emanators' as disposable consumables entirely because they had a noble inheritance system over there.
It didn't matter if people died; as long as the 'Arbiter's Spirit' remained, the Heavenly Generals of the Xianzhou Alliance would not be severed. That is to say, even if they were down and out, there would still be seven 'Emanators'.
Moreover, this kind of 'Emanator', upon obtaining the Arbiter's Spirit, could immediately display powerful combat capabilities. Even if an enemy came abruptly, even if a child inherited it, they could go directly into battle. No adaptation time was needed.
The benefits of the inheritance system were demonstrated in this way; this was a point far ahead of other factions. This was the awesomeness of a completely open 'Path', the favor of 'Lan' toward the Xianzhou Alliance.
No exaggeration, if the Xianzhou Alliance used their own 'Emanators' as suicide bombers and recklessly targeted a single faction, they would have been invincible long ago.
The problem was, the Xianzhou Alliance didn't feel the heartache, but the Corporation did! Damn it, the Corporation isn't an inheritance system! The Amber Lord is also a master who isn't close to people; if an 'Emanator' is gone, they are really gone.
How could this not make one consider things deeply?
The seven directors fell silent, unanimously beginning to ponder the question of 'how much military force to send'.
[Fully support that Reignbow Heavenly General.]
And just then, a hollow voice exploded like thunder inside the heads of the seven directors!
The bodies of the seven directors trembled; they felt as if sitting on pins and needles, and they couldn't even keep their underwear dry.
Undoubtedly, they had heard this voice not long ago! It was precisely the existence who had come out to dissuade them from acting when the Corporation was preparing to fight Leon to the death previously!
The founder of the Corporation, one of the only two P49s—the top boss nicknamed the 'Wealth' Aeon, Louis Fleming!
[This day has finally arrived, after all.]
Louis Fleming's voice was calm yet carried a sense of emotion. Their Corporation boss seemed to have known everything from the very beginning. Judging from his tone, he didn't seem surprised by the resurrection of 'The Propagation', and had perhaps even expected it long ago.
[Qixing, ah... I hope these old bones of mine can last a bit longer than yours.]
Two. This number was never a coincidence.
As the founders of the Corporation, Louis Fleming and Dongfang Qixing corresponded respectively to the two sides of 'The Amber Lord', who used Himself as a container to seal Himself away.
Dongfang Qixing was responsible for 'The Propagation', while Louis Fleming was responsible for 'The Voracity'. The two of them shared the pressure for 'The Amber Lord'.
However, judging from the current situation, Dongfang Qixing seemed to be unable to hold on much longer. He felt that he himself was also approaching his limit.
Greed, endless dissatisfaction, is the underlying logic of the 'Voracity' Path. It is also the nature of the 'Aeon' Oroboros. Human nature is also like this; when one has clearly earned enough money, why continue to earn?
Compared to 'The Propagation', 'The Voracity' appeared less xenophobic. The reason Louis Fleming amassed wealth was to advance himself further along the path of 'The Voracity'. Not knowing contentment, nor being satisfied, he thus fell into the embrace of 'The Voracity'.
Then, within the desires of 'The Voracity', he tried his best to maintain his original heart of 'The Preservation', using this method of resistance to weaken the divinity—or perhaps the impulse brought by instinct—of the suppressed 'Oroboros'.
Through this, he achieved the goal of helping 'The Amber Lord'.
As a direct lineage of 'The Preservation', Louis Fleming's every move symbolized 'The Amber Lord'. It could even be said he was regarded as an extension of 'The Amber Lord'!
Being able to maintain the original heart of 'The Preservation' and thereby weaken the probability of 'Oroboros' becoming restless was not something worth being surprised about; he was fully qualified for this.
"Are you saying to send... all of them?"
Among the seven directors, someone asked cautiously.
[Send as many troops as we can; send as many starships as we have.]
Louis Fleming spoke faintly, while the inner demon of 'The Voracity' roared loudly in his ears against the choice of total contribution he was making at this moment.
"The 'Emanators' too?"
[The 'Emanators' too.]
[At a time like this, there is no longer any need to calculate against each other or suspect one another.]
[If we cannot win against 'The Propagation' led by 'Tayzzyronth', everyone will be finished together. Since that is the case, what is the meaning of hiding our clumsiness?]
[The entire galaxy, at this very moment, is a genuine community of shared destiny.]
[If one suffers, all suffer; if one prospers, all prosper.]
[The Corporation, and 'The Preservation', should also make a true conclusion to this bad debt that has lasted for hundreds of Amber Eras without a result.]
Louis Fleming spoke with profound meaning.
"We obey your call."
Since their own boss had spoken, certainly no one refuted it.
[Everything dedicated to... the Amber Lord!]
Hearing this, the seven directors hurriedly expressed their loyalty as well:
"Everything dedicated to the Amber Lord!" x7
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Pier Point, Subspace.
"It seems that between us, a winner and loser will soon be truly decided."
Dongfang Qixing muttered to himself facing the 'Swarm Emperor Cage', his tone unexpectedly calm.
After getting along for so many years, he had long known this authority of 'The Propagation' inside and out. He had a premonition that the decisive battle between 'The Preservation' and 'The Propagation' would be within these few days.
"Fortunately, a very excellent junior has appeared."
Dongfang Qixing chuckled lightly. "Otherwise, I really wouldn't know what to do. The commotion a few days ago, barring any accidents, should have also been caused by this junior."
He didn't know whether this accident, causing the galaxy to face the revival of 'The Propagation' prematurely, was ultimately good or bad. However, no matter how much he thought blindly or worried, all Dongfang Qixing could do was leave it to fate.
He did not yet have the qualifications to challenge an 'Aeon'; he could only rely entirely on 'The Amber Lord' to carry the game. But no matter what, Dongfang Qixing believed...
Leon would definitely be the person to bring new variables and a new ending to this pool of stagnant water.
Many Amber Eras ago, 'Qlipoth' failed to completely kill 'Tayzzyronth' because the authority of 'The Propagation' could be broken by no one. But this time...
In this renewed confrontation separated by hundreds of Amber Eras, perhaps there was hope. After all, in the era of the Swarm Disaster, there was no existence named Leon.
Astral Express.
Leon returned here and saw the people he loved.
As soon as he came back, the Golden Progeny all crowded around him. Judging from the unanimous look of worry on their faces, they must have also learned of the major event that just occurred in the galaxy through the train broadcast.
'The Propagation' revives before us; the 'Swarm Emperor' is about to descend again.
"Partner..."
Cyrene spoke with heavy worry.
"An 'Aeon' is about to be reborn into the world... is this matter true?"
"En, rest assured. I will resolve everything."
Leon hummed an affirmation and rubbed her head, telling her she didn't need to worry too much.
"But that is an 'Aeon'..."
Cyrene subconsciously tugged at the corner of his clothes, as if she didn't want him to leave her again. From this small action, it could be seen that she was afraid.
Not afraid of the returning 'Tayzzyronth', but afraid that Leon would go and never return this time. The Golden Progeny naturally knew the terror of 'Aeons'; Phainon had experienced it personally.
Iron Tomb, merely as an 'Emanator', possessed such powerful strength; it was hard to imagine what it would be like if an 'Aeon' truly made a move. Even Leon would find it difficult to touch this level.
"What are you doing, what are you doing?"
Leon tsked a few times, prying away Cyrene's small hand, telling this group of people not to be so serious.
"What are you worrying about? When have I ever lost?"
He opened his arms, asking for a hug from the Golden Progeny before him.
"I haven't lost before, and this time will be no exception."
"Mimi..."
Cyrene pursed her lips, and together with Demiurge who had taken human form, was the first to step forward and hug him.
Phainon, Anaxagoras, Wandi, Yaoqing, Cerydra, Cipher, Castorice, Tribios, and Hysilens looked at each other. Immediately after, they also walked forward, crowding around Leon.
Thirteen people hugging together; the scene was comical yet heartwarming.
"The Xianzhou has a common saying: If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up," Leon said softly to this group of Golden Progeny.
"And within the current galaxy, I am that tallest one."
Standing at the peak, one must endure endless rumors and adulation.
Aside from the 'Aeons', he was indeed the tallest one. And only he held the means to restrain an 'Aeon'. Even in a war between 'Aeons', he was fully qualified to participate. He could even rely on his own abilities to seize a crucial initiative for one side's 'Aeon'.
For existences of the level of 'Aeons', a moment's opening was fatal enough. The role Leon could play was vital, so he would not sit and wait for death.
Of course, the premise was having means that could hurt an 'Aeon'. Although Leon didn't have them, 'The Amber Lord', 'Lan', and 'Aha' did. Other 'Aeons' had them. Who could refuse a hard-control support who was practically a bug in the system?
"You all just came out of Amphoreus not long ago; there are too many places in this galaxy you haven't visited, too many things you haven't experienced."
"Of course, this point is the same for me."
Leon also had too many places he hadn't visited.
A stranger to long life, saving the suffering and resolving difficulties, establishing a destiny for the people, establishing a heart for heaven and earth.
A Galaxy Ranger, punishing evil and promoting good, inheriting the lost learning for past sages, and opening peace for ten thousand generations.
So... If Leon doesn't go, who will?
"I can't just let the galaxy be destroyed, right?"
As he said this, Leon's gaze wandered inside the train car. Because he found that one person was missing; his March 7th was not on the scene.
After a final scan, he found her at the train's viewing platform, looking out at the galaxy's starry sky.
March 7th stared blankly at the scenery of the galaxy outside; no one knew what she was thinking. Perhaps she was thinking about how it looked calm and tranquil outside, so why did such a huge event suddenly happen?
Upon noticing a gaze falling on her, she turned her head and met the gaze Leon cast over. She didn't come to find him like the Golden Progeny, but just stood there quietly. It seemed she had some words she wanted to say to Leon alone, waiting for him to take the initiative to come find her himself.
March 7th raised her camera.
Click.
Leon, surrounded by the Golden Progeny, was permanently captured in the photo by her.
"Alright, time waits for no one."
Leon withdrew his gaze and parted from the Golden Progeny after a hug.
"Passenger Leon..."
Pom-Pom looked at Leon's determined face. For some reason, it suddenly hoped that the worst Nameless in history was still on the train right now. If it were that person, they would definitely be able to help Leon, right?
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