Hearing this familiar song.
Sunday, enduring the pain, forced a smile.
"Yes..."
"I have decided to move forward, so how can I continue to stay in place."
Under the immense pressure.
Sunday actually stood up.
He spread his arms.
Not to counterattack, but to embrace.
In the next moment.
A holy light descended from the sky.
Shattering the ring completely!
"Phew..."
In the light.
Sunday watched as Lord Sunday slowly dissipated, while Wonweek smiled at him.
He turned around.
And looked at the only screen in the venue that was still intact.
At this moment.
In the game.
The battle had just ended.
Harmonious Choir The Great Septimus lowered his head and slowly extended a massive golden hand.
His index finger pointed towards Sunday, who stood motionless.
Amidst the golden light.
Wonweek's figure emerged.
He too extended his index finger.
Sunday raised his left hand.
Their fingertips touched in an instant.
Like a small stone tossed into a lake.
Golden ripples spread out!
And in a flash, they transformed into a storm.
Violently expanding!
Wonweek smiled faintly and closed his eyes.
He turned into a golden Kindling, merging once again with Sunday.
Seeing this scene.
Wonweek turned around.
And smiled.
"Exiting the stage in this manner doesn't seem too bad, does it?"
After speaking.
His body dissolved into streams of light, just as in the story.
The two became one.
Sunday, whole and complete, had returned!
In an instant.
A massive golden halo appeared in the space!
It burst with a spectrum of colors before rapidly condensing!
Forming the celestial ring behind Sunday's head.
"This Eighth Day, I bestow upon myself—"
"Departure"
The story and reality.
Were completed almost simultaneously.
Leaving the players present utterly stunned!
...
"Holy crap, that's blindingly bright!"
"The Primordial Act!"
"Embrace the past, create the future."
"The voice details! The tone was cold before, but after merging, it suddenly had emotion."
"I feel like I've witnessed the birth of a new god!"
"He is now the complete Aeon of Vacation!"
...
After completing all this.
Sunday closed his eyes and then opened them again.
He exhaled slowly.
All of this.
Was almost entirely unexpected.
It came too suddenly! But in the end.
The same outcome as in the story was achieved.
In that case, it should still be considered good, right?
Thinking this.
He nodded and waved to the players who were cheering and celebrating.
Expressing his gratitude.
A faint smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.
Perhaps, having merged with Wonweek again, he had become slightly more open…
Then.
He turned to the members of the Astral Express Crew.
"Thank you all for your assistance."
March 7th waved her hand: "That's just how we are on the Astral Express~"
"But your story isn't over yet, let's finish watching the final part first."
Sunday nodded: "Alright."
He turned around.
And saw the chaotic scene.
Three out of the four large screens were already sparking!
The ground was even more of a mess.
He couldn't help but twitch his lips.
Now he was penniless!
What could he possibly use to compensate for all this?
Wonweek, Wonweek…
You're carefree and at ease, but you've left me to deal with this troublesome mess.
Could it be…
This was also part of your plan?
However.
No matter how bitter the content, he had to maintain a calm and composed demeanor on the surface.
Let's finish watching the story first!
Perhaps…
There's still a chance?
...
"Now, how should I address you? Mr. Sunday, or Mr. Wonweek?" Yang walked over from the audience and asked.
"As you wish. Perhaps, he's sneering in my heart right now."
Sunday joked.
Then he smiled slightly.
"Thank you for accompanying me on this journey, Mr. Welt. This farewell trip ends here."
Yang nodded: "After leaving Penacony, what are your plans?"
"At this point, there's no need to hide it from you anymore. I believe there's more to the Stellaron incident in Penacony than meets the eye."
As soon as these words were spoken!
The relaxed and harmonious atmosphere after the victory suddenly shifted!
Yang's gaze sharpened as he asked, "Are you suggesting that the Dreammaster isn't the one manipulating the Stellaron?"
...
"There's another mastermind?"
"Penacony wrapped up perfectly! Wait, what?"
"What? We misjudged the Dreammaster?"
"I was about to sit down but now I'm standing up again!"
"I almost choked on my water!"
"Here comes the big reveal! Sunday is about to expose the real mastermind!"
...
Sunday seemed to notice Yang's surprise.
He spoke candidly:
"Please don't worry. The mastermind behind this turmoil, who seized the Stellaron and used the Charmony Festival to resurrect a dead Aeon, is indeed the Oak Family. You have already defeated the true culprit."
"But Mr. Gopher Wood once told me that everything the Order is doing now is to avoid repeating the mistakes of Harmony..."
"It's likely that the families of the Montor Star System are involved."
"Unfortunately, after hundreds of years, this matter is impossible to verify. Penacony is just a small territory, and even the family heads, as managers, have no right to set foot in the Holy Land of Harmony to inquire about the true intentions of the Aeon."
...
"The families of the Montor Star System!"
"Let the family headquarters speak!"
"If Harmony embraces everything, there must be internal issues. What would happen if two incompatible forces joined Harmony?"
"We must go to the Montor Star System to demand an explanation!"
"It seems like the people in the Holy Land of Harmony are also planning something big!"
"Could there be remnants of the Order there as well?"
...
Just as Sunday's words sparked heated discussions among the players.
He dropped another bombshell!
Facing Welt, he spoke with a grave expression:
"Even in the worst-case scenario, if Xipe turns a blind eye to this, how can we talk about 'The Strong Defend the Weak'?"
"Mr. Welt, I just want to tell you one thing: Harmony is not just one-sided. It can be the Astral Express's most steadfast ally, but it can also be its most terrifying enemy."
...
"???"
"Holy crap!"
"Only Sunday could say something like this. No other Pathstrider of Harmony would dare to speak so boldly!"
"This is outright blasphemy."
"This is definitely the most discordant note in Harmony!"
"Xipe: Let me see what's going on here!"
"So what if it's just the Aeon of Harmony? I support Sunday becoming the new Aeon of Order!"
"During the future divine war, won't Harmony stab us in the back?"
"Damn! The more I talk about it, the creepier it feels, as if there's a gaze faintly watching me..."
"Let's discuss this privately..."
...