"Herrscher of Sentience..."
Inside Penacony's Grand Theater, Welt couldn't help frowning deeply.
At the same time, he slowly pushed up his glasses.
"This guy..."
"Why does he possess Herrscher authority?"
There was no way Welt could mistake that aura.
It was unmistakably—
The authority of the Herrscher of Sentience.
The presence of the Herrscher of Sentience itself!
But why?!
Why did Evan possess not only the Authority of Reason—
But also the Authority of Sentience?!
This made absolutely no sense!
Welt hadn't interacted with the Herrscher of Sentience much.
But by the time she appeared—
He had already returned from the Sea of Quanta.
Still—
She was one of the few people capable of beating Otto up.
And among the Herrschers who stood with humanity during the final battle—
How could Welt possibly not recognize her?
The Herrscher of Sentience.
Affectionately nicknamed by Earthlings as Dark Fu Hua.
The Eighth Herrscher.
Brick Fu Hua.
The Eighth Apostle.
"Miss"—question mark.
Scammer.
The Herrscher of Delusions.
And the authority she controlled—
Was consciousness itself.
Maybe that power wasn't especially terrifying in the outside world.
But here?
Inside a world of consciousness—
Dreams.
Memories.
Wasn't this practically her home field?!
At this moment—
Gopher Wood, fused within Dominicus, clearly sensed it.
A massive force was spreading outward from the slash carved open by the Self-Annihilator.
Like an enormous invisible barrier—
It rapidly engulfed the entire dreamscape.
And the speed was terrifyingly fast.
So fast that there wasn't even time to react!
"Whoa!! Boothill, did you see that?!"
Inside Golden Hour—
A girl dressed like some kind of American-style ninja held a graffiti-covered skateboard under one arm while pointing excitedly at the sky.
"There's this giant barrier wrapping around the entire dream world!"
"Son of a nice lady!"
Boothill raised his head in shock.
"This guy actually controls memory power on this level?!"
"I thought he was just some ordinary Trailblazer!"
The massive closing barrier overhead—
Was the power of consciousness itself.
Evan was using the authority of the Herrscher of Sentience to suppress the false Ena's Dream!
To awaken every outsider trapped within the dreamscape!
Of course—
Another fragment of consciousness flowed directly toward Dreamflux Reef.
Because Dreamflux Reef wasn't merely the original dreamscape.
There were also countless people there whose real bodies had long since died—
People who had devoted everything to building Dreamflux Reef itself.
Evan had no intention of letting them suffer from the dream world's collapse.
"So who exactly is this ninja hero guy~?"
The girl tilted her head curiously.
"Now you've got me interested. Has he joined the Galaxy Rangers yet?"
"Nope."
Boothill crossed his arms.
"That guy's one of the Astral Express Nameless."
"But seriously, Rappa, why are you here?"
"Weren't you busy hunting Dr. Primitive's followers?"
Rappa.
That's right.
The overly chuuni girl standing there—
Was Rappa.
A girl deeply victimized by Dr. Primitive.
Raised from childhood by one of his researchers—
Only to eventually rebel successfully.
She was also the only survivor unaffected by Dr. Primitive's atavistic meme contamination.
And the sole reason she joined the Galaxy Rangers—
Was to hunt down Dr. Primitive and every single one of his followers.
"Ah!"
Rappa slapped her hands together dramatically.
"I saw the signal flare you fired earlier."
"But that bullet didn't seem like yours."
"Correct."
Boothill nodded.
"It belonged to another Galaxy Ranger from this world."
Inside Penacony Grand Theater—
Evan slowly closed his eyes and expanded his authority completely.
Covering all of Ena's Dream.
Truthfully—
Without Acheron's slash opening a path—
Even the combined powers of the Herrscher of Reason and Herrscher of Sentience couldn't have achieved this.
Actually—
Neither Reason nor Sentience were combat-focused authorities among the twelve Herrschers.
If one really wanted destructive combat abilities—
Then authorities like Earth, Ice, and Flame were the truly terrifying ones.
Just look at it.
The core of the Herrscher of Earth became the Star of Eden.
The Herrscher of Ice core became the Key of Stillness.
The Herrscher of Flame core became the Judgment of Shamash.
The destructive power of those authorities—
Was absolutely monstrous.
"It's done."
As the words fell—
Evan raised his hand.
Then clenched it tightly.
The false layer blanketing Penacony's dream world—
Was crushed apart instantly!
Sure, Ena's Dream possessed enormous influence.
But Evan was never trying to destroy Ena's Dream directly.
All he needed—
Was to wake Penacony's people from the dream.
That alone was enough.
Cut off the energy source.
Disrupt the supply.
That was sufficient.
Crack—
A crisp shattering sound echoed through the world.
Everyone present heard it clearly.
Inside Golden Hour—
Countless Galaxy Rangers watched the massive barrier in the sky get forcibly crushed into fragments!
Within Dream's Edge—
Old Oti frowned as his body briefly floated upward.
Elsewhere in the dreamscape—
Sparkle's bombs exploded into brilliant fireworks while Firefly followed behind her—
Destroying Memory Zone Memes trying to escape from the memoria.
Meanwhile—
Dominicus's attacks suddenly slowed.
Gopher Wood abruptly realized—
The countless musical notes filling the sky had dispersed midway!
The harmonies he conducted—
Had frozen in place.
The dream—
Had been damaged.
The dream blanketing the entire Asdana Star System had been torn open with a massive hole!
And the center of that hole—
Was the world beneath his feet.
The Planet of Festivities.
Penacony.
The Dreammaster stared fearfully at the Nameless before him.
Especially—
The one standing at the center.
That strange power—
Had come from him.
That seemingly harmless memory authority...
Had actually evolved into a force capable of influencing an entire world of consciousness?!
Impossible!
Impossible!!
Neither the Garden of Recollection nor the Cremators should possess this kind of power!
And that Harmony girl too—
There was no time to think anymore!
Right now—
He had to seize Dominicus's power immediately and transform it into the authority of Order!
Otherwise—
He would never get another chance to turn things around!
And don't ask why he didn't summon stronger incarnations with greater power.
Did Gopher Wood look like he had that kind of qualification?!
He had barely managed to steal fragments of both Harmony and Order.
If he failed now—
He would lose everything.
"Damn it!!"
"The appointed hour has arrived!"
"Creation shall be reborn from the divine corpse!"
"The works of all creation are complete!"
"The day without doubt has come!"
"The philosophical fetus—"
"Shall reshape heaven and earth for us!"
Blinding radiance enveloped Dominicus completely.
The power of Order—
Began forcefully extracting energy from Harmony's body!
The Philosophical Fetus—
Septimus the Great—
Was about to descend!
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