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Chapter 1439: Dust Drifts

Tianhuai was stunned.

He immediately rushed to the front of the train and demanded to know, "Why aren't you driving anymore??""I... I don't know either... The Realm Train seems to have broken down!" the driver replied in confusion after checking the equipment.

Tianhuai's brows furrowed deeply. He was about to ask something else when a voice came from behind him."No need to try anymore... The Realm Train has already failed."

Tianhuai turned his head and saw the injured Lord of Babel Tower staggering out of the ruins of the Jadeite Base.The Lord of Babel Tower looked at the gradually approaching crimson meteor, a look of bitterness and despair appearing on his face. He was the leader of the Qiaoshen Path, the head of Babel Tower, and perhaps no one in this era understood the Realm Train better than him.It was precisely because of this that Tianhuai's expression drastically changed the moment he heard him speak those words!

"Even the Realm Train...""The Crimson Star was originally the source of civilization's regression. During the Great Cataclysm, it merely grazed the Earth, causing material civilization to regress by over a century... This time, it's coming straight for us," the Lord of Babel Tower replied hoarsely. "Even if its main body hasn't impacted Earth yet, the radiation it emits alone is enough to cripple all material civilization."

It was widely known that the Realm Train was the lifeline of the Human Realm. For over three hundred years after the Great Cataclysm, the train had operated safely within the Gray Realm, unaffected even by apocalyptic attacks... But now, the Realm Train couldn't even start. This meant humanity had no chance of transferring their last remaining population to the Ethereal Void Realm.

"So, is there no other way?" Tianhuai asked unwillingly. "Is there any way to change its trajectory? To prevent a direct impact?""Change the Crimson Star's trajectory?"The Lord of Babel Tower gave a bitter laugh."Before the Great Cataclysm, humanity used an unknown number of nuclear weapons to barely deviate the Crimson Star's trajectory by a mere fraction, and that was when the Crimson Star wasn't even on a direct collision course with Earth's orbit...""And now?""Now, we don't even have nuclear weapons!""Tell me, what other means do we have to change the trajectory of a meteor in the universe??"

Tianhuai's face was ashen white."So...""Are we truly just waiting to die?"The Lord of Babel Tower slowly closed his eyes, saying nothing.

Blood-red clouds covered the sky, blocking out the sun, and the light dimmed, as if everything in the world was shrouded in a crimson hue. The outline of a meteor gradually grew larger in everyone's eyes.Tianhuai clenched his fists tightly. He took a deep breath, then turned and walked towards the base ruins!

"Where are you going?" the Lord of Babel Tower asked."To hell with just waiting to die!" Tianhuai's gaze was fixed on the surging waves of calamities. His voice was grim. "These calamities, aren't they trying to hide in the Human Realm to save their lives? If they won't let us live, then we'll all die together!""When the Crimson Star descends, all beings are equal; no one will have an easy time!"

A look of grim determination filled Tianhuai's eyes. Just then, a crisp sound of applause came from nearby.*Clap, clap, clap...*Tianhuai abruptly turned his head to look!

Beneath the blood-red clouds, a theatrical robe with red ground and black patterns silently fluttered. Chen Ling, like a spectator detached from the world, applauded lightly, a hint of appreciation in his gaze as he looked at Tianhuai."You?" Tianhuai's pupils slightly contracted.The Lord of Babel Tower next to him froze, looking in the direction Tianhuai was gazing, but saw nothing but empty space."Who is it??"

Tianhuai did not answer. He merely stared intently at Chen Ling, his expression unpredictable. He knew that although Chen Ling was an apocalyptic calamity, his stance was somewhat strange; in fact, it was Chen Ling who had warned humanity through Jian Changsheng before the apocalyptic calamities launched their full-scale assault.What was the intention of this apocalyptic calamity appearing here at this moment?"What are you here for?""Considering how fiercely you're willing to fight, I... came to give you a warning.""A warning?""Do not let Xizai touch Jadeite Lord," Chen Ling said slowly. "These apocalyptic calamities are attempting to gain a chance to avoid the Crimson Star's impact by merging with human demigods... If it succeeds, the Jadeite Realm will become Xizai's protective umbrella."

Tianhuai's brows immediately furrowed tightly.He did not doubt Chen Ling's warning; after all, at this critical juncture, Chen Ling deceiving him would be meaningless... If everything was truly as Chen Ling said, then...

Tianhuai looked up again in Chen Ling's direction. By now, the figure in the theatrical robe had vanished without a trace like a ghost.Under the blood-red sky in the distance, a monstrous skeletal dragon was extending its sharp claws, grasping into the ruins of the Jadeite Base, as if searching for something.

Tianhuai did not hesitate for a moment, immediately unleashing all his power and racing towards Xizai.His voice rang out like thunder above the battlefield!"Everyone! Use every means possible to hold back Xizai!""Even if it means piling up lives! You *must* hold it back! Whatever happens, Jadeite Lord absolutely cannot become an apocalyptic puppet!!!"

The moment they heard these words, the people fighting tooth and nail on the battlefield froze simultaneously, then abruptly looked in Xizai's direction!After a brief shock, unprecedented rage swelled within their eyes!

Jadeite Lord was an existence that had sustained this realm for hundreds of years, the faith of all residents of the Jadeite Realm. The legends he left behind were once the heroic stories every Jadeite Realm resident had to hear before bedtime...The Jadeite Realm had been breached, the Crimson Star was about to descend, and all of them might die...But Jadeite Lord absolutely must not become a puppet of the apocalypse!

Fury burned in everyone's chests. Whether they were two- or three-tiered Mianzhong youths, or even seven- or eight-tiered high-level combatants, they all unhesitatingly changed direction, rushing one after another towards the apocalyptic calamity that seemed capable of suppressing everything!Since death was inevitable either way,"How could I let you defile Jadeite Lord?!!"

Dense figures, like countless ants covering the ground, rushed towards the civilization-scattering dust dragon. Xizai, too, sensed this suicidal attack from the humans. With a flap of its wings, a hurricane directly shattered the low-level combatants in the distance into a mist of blood!

No single entity existed in the Jadeite Realm that could withstand an apocalyptic-level being.But now,Everyone was fearlessly rushing towards the apocalyptic-level being.This was a one-sided slaughter... They did not possess a near-death domain like the Tianshu Realm, so they could not be resurrected, but even so, under this blood-red sky, they frantically bet their lives on the scales of war.Even if they were as small as dust before the apocalypse, Xizai would still have to at least flap a wing to kill them, wouldn't it?

One figure after another was scattered into dust before Xizai's massive body...

Inside the stagnant Realm Train carriage,Huaimang's eyes were bloodshot, filled with furious rage!

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