Chapter 93 The Amber King's Glance!
The seemingly invincible little gray dog in the picture crashed in such a pathetic state.
The heavy spear pierced her chest.
Such a fatal injury would have left no chance of survival for anyone else.
At this moment, the scene in the sky suddenly magnified, and all eyes on the Douluo Continent focused on it, seeing it clearly.
That spear, thick as a pillar, must have shattered his internal organs and broken his bones the moment it pierced his chest.
But everyone knew in unison that Little Gray would soon be standing up again, full of energy.
This is simply something that flesh and blood could not do!
In the Starry Sky Forest.
As everyone gazed at the figure in the sky, an indescribable heartache welled up in their eyes.
Imagine the excruciating pain of having a spear pierce your chest.
But the little gray-haired boy still wore that carefree smile on his face.
She stared intently at the image on the screen, clenching her fists, looking utterly excited.
It was as if she had returned to that smoke-filled battlefield and was engaged in a fierce battle with Cocolia.
Suddenly, the little gray-haired boy's face turned slightly red.
She hurriedly raised her hand to cover her chest, pressing down on the small hand that was groping around inside her clothes.
"Fengbao...it itches."
"Grey Baby, don't move around."
Feng Jin's voice was full of worry, "How come I've never heard you mention before that you've suffered such a serious injury? Hui Bao is so delicate and cute, we can't let her have any scars."
Feng Jin wanted to examine it more carefully, but her hand was gently grasped by another small hand.
Xi Lian smiled sweetly at her, her eyes crinkling.
"Oh dear, little Fengbao, your friend doesn't have a single scar on her body."
The fireflies beside her nodded solemnly as well.
Seeing this, Feng Jin stopped insisting on the examination, and instead smiled gently at the little gray-haired boy, earnestly instructing him:
"If you feel unwell anywhere, Grey Baby must tell me immediately."
The itch subsided, and Little Gray patted his chest with his little hands, looking smug, and said:
"Don't worry, my body is very strong!"
Simply put, it's durable and resistant to roughness!
Sure enough, the little gray creature that Cocolia had pierced through the sky with her gun quickly opened its eyes.
She looked around blankly, her eyes filled with confusion.
Little Gray Fur found himself in a mysterious space, with a hazy, vast starry sky above him, and his body enveloped in layers of amber-colored power of destiny.
"Is this...the universe?"
"Wasn't I fighting a bloody battle with Cocolia? Why am I here...?"
"The last time I came here, Nanook even glanced at me. Could it be…"
Having learned from the previous example, Little Gray Fur curiously walked slowly forward.
Scenes from the past, long forgotten, slowly unfolded before her eyes.
She clearly saw how the Star Core gradually lured Cocolia away from her belief in preservation, ultimately leading her to the abyss of self-destruction.
At this moment, everyone on the Douluo Continent personally experienced the terrifying power of the Star Core.
Previously, they only thought that the star core could bring a powerful force that could destroy the world and give people unparalleled power, and they all harbored some covetousness in their hearts.
But now they are only just waking up from their dream; the star core is by no means an existence that can be easily controlled.
Even the leaders of the outer realms could not escape the fate of being devoured and reduced to puppets at their mercy. If it were them, they would probably become prisoners of the Star Core in no time.
This is absolutely outrageous!
Previously, some people saw that the Firefly's strength increased dramatically after fusing with a Star Core, and they were eager to obtain a Star Core themselves and rise to the top in one step.
Looking back now, I realize how incredibly foolish I was back then—if I had actually obtained the Star Core, my death would probably have been imminent.
Not long after, a familiar weapon appeared in Little Gray Hair's line of sight.
It was the same spear that had pierced Cocolia's chest earlier.
However, the spear was not sealed by the icy power; instead, it was surrounded by a blazing, intense heat.
Little Gray was certain that he was not dead.
Meanwhile, her companions are still fighting a desperate battle against Cocolia.
She had to find a way back to her companions, no matter what.
Little Gray Gritted his teeth and continued walking forward.
Soon, the figure of a little girl appeared before Little Gray Hair's eyes.
At the same time, a hoarse, deep voice slowly sounded in her ear.
"The city is crying out... the power of 'preservation' is fading."
"In the very end... we were still unable to resist the will of the 'Star Core'."
The little gray-haired boy gazed intently at the little girl before him and spoke earnestly:
Cocolia relinquished "preservation."
The guardian readily admitted his will, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy.
"That's right, but we have no right to blame them."
"Over the past few centuries, the rift has been expanding and spreading constantly. What we leave to our successors is neither firm belief nor abundant wealth, but only boundless despair."
"Watching the homeland we believe in crumble before our eyes is an extreme form of torment, especially when coupled with those insidious and manipulative whispers..."
"Even the strongest will is bound to waver one day. That day is destined to come, and her protection is destined to leave us."
Little Gray crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes resolute, and his tone firm and resounding.
"There will always be those who will never waver!"
The little girl, who was the embodiment of the guardian's will, slowly turned her head and looked at the little gray-haired boy with a complicated expression.
"you..."
"A mere passerby, yet determined to shoulder the fate of an entire world..."
The little girl paused for a moment, then smiled with relief.
"Fine, we've already lost everything, so what's the harm in taking a gamble?"
As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed to the flaming spear wreathed in crimson flames in the distance, her voice filled with anticipation.
"Go and touch the light of amber, pioneer."
"Examine the will within you to 'preserve' yourself; is it strong enough... strong enough to attract His attention?"
Little Gray Hair quickly walked to the side of the flaming spear.
Thinking of her comrades outside who were fighting a bloody battle with Cocolia, she made a decisive decision without any further hesitation.
He reached out and gripped the handle of the Flame Spear tightly.
The moment the fingertips touched the scorching hot gun barrel, a giant hammer suddenly flashed before their eyes, crashing down with immense force.
It looked as if a blacksmith was forging a piece of scorching iron.
In an instant, sparks flew from the gun, and a massive wave of air suddenly erupted, sending Little Gray flying.
However, Little Gray was not discouraged at all.
She gritted her teeth, a hint of unyielding stubbornness flashing in her eyes, and strode forward once more, gripping the gun handle tightly.
Waves of scorching heat rippled out from the tip of the gun, causing Little Gray Hair's clothes and hair to flutter wildly.
Little Gray Fur strained to pull out the Flame Spear, only to find that it was a hundred times heavier than he had expected.
Without hesitation, she used all her strength, gripping the gun handle tightly with both hands and pulling upwards with all her might.
Her face turned bright red as she strained, and she let out a low growl.
With a heart-wrenching scream echoing through the space, Little Gray Hair finally pulled out the Flame Spear.
In an instant, a crimson flame shot into the sky, illuminating the entire mysterious space.
Meanwhile, in the distant starry sky, a colossal object slowly emerged.
It was a giant creature pieced together from rocks, magma, and objects resembling small suns.
He raised a colossal hammer high above the sky, as if preparing to forge a divine weapon capable of splitting the heavens and earth, beneath the deep purple night sky.
His golden head had no eyes; it was a golden sphere like the sun.
Suddenly, a blinding golden light shot out from inside.
The light flashed a few times, then swept out with overwhelming force, instantly turning the entire scene pure white.
When Little Gray opened his eyes again, he was shocked to find himself back on the real battlefield.
Her body continued to fall slowly, and the ice-blue spear that had pierced her chest was now firmly in her palm.
The gun barrel was no longer chilling; instead, it was enveloped in scorching heat and blazing flames.
This gun represents the will of the guardian.
The creation engine can only be driven by those who inherit the will of the guardians.
The moment Little Gray pulled out the Flame Spear, he had already inherited the guardian's will.
The creation engine's enormous hand slowly opened, steadily catching the rapidly falling little gray creature.
Bronya, Seele, Danheng, and March 7th rushed over anxiously the moment they saw Little Grey Hair being pierced by the spear.
When they saw the little gray hair standing unharmed in the palm of the Creation Engine, all four of them were stunned for a moment.
Although they were filled with disbelief, the fact that Little Gray was safe and sound was a great blessing for them.
On March 7th, in particular, they shouted out excitedly.
"Aha!"
Her eyes narrowed into two crescent moons, one leg was raised high, and she waved her arms excitedly, her joy overflowing.
At this moment, March 7 was probably thinking to himself—Little Gray Fur could withstand the attack of the Doomsday Beast head-on, and he was only poked by a gun. Isn't it only natural that he was fine?
In the darkness, the guardian star god Kripper glanced at the little gray-haired boy from afar.
Little Gray Fur finally came to its senses and stood steadily in the palm of the Creation Engine.
She turned her head slightly and nodded to her companions below.
Immediately, she gripped the flaming spear in her hand, its tip pointing directly at Cocolia in mid-air.
The creation engine beside her was now in sync with her mind, slowly raising its mountain-like giant hand and grabbing fiercely at Cocolia.
"This is impossible..."
Cocolia stared in disbelief, her face etched with astonishment.
Is this little gray-haired creature even human?
Despite having his chest pierced, he not only survived but also took her weapon and became lively and energetic in the blink of an eye.
Furthermore, it even inherited the will to preserve it!
"The will of 'preservation' has made its choice..."
Bronya looked at Cocolia and spoke in a deep voice, trying to persuade the stubborn former guardian.
However, Cocolia didn't give her a chance to finish speaking, her voice suddenly rising to a hysterical roar:
"You know nothing of the world's plight! You know even less of its impending doom!"
Bronya's eyes were firm, and her words were resolute and powerful:
Even if we are destined for destruction, we will hold hands and bravely walk into that darkness—
On March 7th, hands on hips, head bobbing and nodding, she said in a lively and cheerful voice:
"No, with us here, that kind of ending will never happen!"
Before she finished speaking, ice spikes rained down from behind Cocolia like a storm, heading straight for Little Gray and the others.
Little Gray Fur remained unfazed, gripped his Flame Spear tightly, and plunged it fiercely into the ground.
In an instant, billowing flames surged forth, condensing into an indestructible shield that blocked all the ice spikes.
Bronya and March 7 exchanged a glance and immediately launched a counterattack.
One man wielded a spear, the other a bow, unleashing a barrage of firepower at Cocolia in mid-air.
Beneath the sky, the people of Douluo Continent watched in horror.
They could clearly see that the arrows shot on March 7th were crooked and their accuracy was really poor.
Everyone held their breath, fearing that March 7th might accidentally shoot the arrow into the rear of the little gray-haired boy in front of them.
Fortunately, the blunder I was worried about did not happen.
At the same time, Little Gray Fur had a sudden thought and clenched his fist while controlling the creation engine.
The mountain-like fist, carrying earth-shattering power, slammed down on Cocolia.
With a deafening roar, the earth was smashed into a huge, bottomless crater.
Despite enduring such a terrifying blow, Cocolia, trapped in the deep pit, still survived!
However, it seemed to have unleashed her last bit of power, as a dense, inky black energy suddenly surged from her body.
Even the ice spikes she relied on for attacks were completely stained black, exuding a terrifying aura of destruction.
In the air, tiny, inky-black fragments floated, radiating a bone-chilling cold.
"The power of the Star Core is with me..."
Cocolia's voice was hoarse and frantic, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.
"You... are nothing but a dying struggle before the collapse of the old world!"
She continuously gathered the power of the star core to the top of her head.
A dazzling golden light tore through layers of clouds and gathered above her head, resembling a blazing sun high in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, an object countless times larger than the creation engine appeared in the sky.
It is formed from condensed ice crystals, yet it emits a golden light like that of a star core.
Its immense size, which blots out the sky, carries an unparalleled sense of oppression.
"Strength gathers in hope!"
"I will personally forge... a great new world!!"
Cocolia's voice is full of passionate power.
The moment she finished speaking, she swung her arm down abruptly.
The enormous golden object in the sky, carrying a world-destroying force, crashed down on Little Gray Hair and the others.
(End of chapter)