Collapse: A monster girl at the beginning, shocking the star god

History was erased.

People no longer remember them.

Now, even the names carved on the tombstones seem blurred.

Countless people shed tears.

This should not be the hero's ending.

The atmosphere was solemn.

Little Sanyue also became much gentler.

Not so silly anymore.

"To be honest, I was quite surprised when I first heard the conductor's request."

"Anonymous guest, an unknown guest, pioneers never leave their names when they do good things."

"So much time has passed, how can we find the whereabouts of those three people in such a big Pinocchio?"

"But now it seems... in the land of dreams, everything is possible."

Little Sanyue gently stroked her chest, looked at the three silent tombstones, and nodded slowly.

With the deepest respect.

As she spoke, countless people in Pinocchio shed tears again.

"History may not leave the names of the deceased, but the stars will witness their footprints."

"The first ray of light that comes in the long night often cannot illuminate anything, because it is fleeting, and the night is too long."

The night has no end, and the morning light is always bright.

"But people will remember this: if there is always something to light up in the night sky, then after the first star falls... there will be countless meteors across the sky."

Dan Heng also gently stroked his chest, bent slightly, and paid the deepest respect.

The morning light?

Walter looked at the tombstone, then slowly raised his head and looked at the starry sky.

Perhaps he has a deeper understanding?

Ah.

This left, and Beng still chased me.

"Before dawn comes, someone will always light up the night."

Su Zhe smiled slightly.

Everyone stared at him blankly.

Ji Zi smiled: "I didn't expect that you would say a few words of respect?"

"Before dawn comes, someone will always light up the night?"

Walter nodded silently.

This applies to any nameless guest.

"Heh."

"I'm just standing on the shoulders of my predecessors."

Su Zhe smiled slightly.

(Diluk: He used my lines, he used my lines (▼皿▼).)

"Let's go."

"Let's send our predecessors off for the last time."

Ji Zi said.

The crowd silently divided into two lines, standing on both sides of the ladder leading to the sky.

Jizi, Misha, Gallaher, Maeveen, Robin, Xingbao, Topa, and Old Odi, a team of eight people carrying the coffin.

Offer the highest etiquette.

After seeing Mikhail, Maeveen, Old Odi and other former comrades-in-arms felt sad.

When the people of Pinocchio finally saw the true face of the old man who had fought for Pinocchio for ten Amber Ages, a full 1,111 years, and was sleeping forever.

When people saw that the old man had fallen into eternal sleep,, while sleeping, he still looked at the sky above the sea of ​​memories... when he was at the Central Theater.

People just felt that their chests were blocked by something?

It was like a big stone pressing down, dull and uncomfortable!

When Mr. Haier sat on this chair, waiting for the arrival of the Starry Sky Train day by day, what did he think?

At the end of his life, he didn't wait for the return of the train.

At the moment when she closed her eyes, did she still firmly say the words that she had never regretted?

"He..."

"Even if he fell asleep, he was still looking at Pinocchio?"

"Wow~, he really was, I was crying my ass off."

"Now I understand why the Star Train fought in the theater."

"Do you also want him to witness it with his own eyes?"

"Wow~"

"No, it's so painful, I can't stop crying."

"Then cry, it's not shameful."

"Remember this old man."

The dream builders of the Hidden Night Thrush family worked hard to remember Mikhail's appearance and engrave it in their hearts.

They want to build a statue for Mikhail!

"Salute you, the pioneer of the Silver Track."

"We will continue to connect the world and practice the will of pioneering!"

Su Zhe mourned for three seconds.

Then he stepped aside.

The coffin that Gallagher made for Mikhail.

"Old man."

"Your plan was successful, and Pinocone has a new future."

"You can also unload your burden and go home."

After saying that, Gallagher was silent for a moment.

Then he slowly picked up Mikhail's withered body and put it in the coffin.

Mikay and Mimosa tidied up their father's appearance for the last time.

Mikay was okay.

Mimosa's eyes were full of tears, but she tried hard not to let them fall from her eyes.

Thus, she wet her father's clothes.

He was an artist, and even after his death, his clothes were still as neat as new.

When the coffin was closed, he could no longer hold back.

Tears dripped.

"Let's go"

Su Zhe slowly raised his hand.

Eight people carried the coffin.

With steady and solemn steps, they slowly walked towards the silent tombstone.

At this moment, all the people in Pinocchio silently took off their hats, put them on their chests, and silently saw Mikhail off.

The bottom of his eyes was full of reluctance.

It seemed that time had frozen at this moment?

In his eyes, there were only the slowly moving figures of the people.

In his ears, there was only the sound of heavy footsteps.

Jizi and Misha, one on the left and one on the right, carried the front of the coffin.

One was the new navigator of the Starry Sky Train, who inherited the Starry Sky Train and the will to lead the development to the distance.

The other inherited Mikhail's past and present existence, and he shouldered the mission to watch over the future of Pinocchio.

Behind them are Gallagher and Maeveen.

Both are Mikhail's comrades and friends. They have witnessed his life and the 1,111 years of Pinocchio.

As old friends, they bid him farewell.

Behind them are Robin and Star Treasure.

One inherited the new Pinocchio and, under Mikhail's witness, vowed to lead Pinocchio to a freer and brighter future.

Of course, Robin also has the idea of ​​redeeming Mr. Gopherwood and his brother.

No matter what the purpose is, Gopherwood eventually raised them up.

One inherited Mikhail's hat, pocket watch and pioneering will.

The Milky Way is vast, and we finally reach the stars.

At the end of the last coffin are Topa and Old Otti.

One took over the Clover family and injected new vitality into it, which represented a new life.

One stepped down and was about to die, which represented that he was about to grow old.

This also represented the birth and death of Mikhail.

Similarly.

One took over the burden.

One was atonement.

Just then, the five-colored origami birds flew over.

The owl teacher Grax flew to the coffin, flapped his wings and hovered for a few circles, and finally slowly folded his wings.

Landed in the middle of the coffin.

Dongdong~

The bird's beak pecked the coffin a few times, as if telling Mikhail something?

Sir Azure Orla flew in front of the team.

Holding a basket in his claws, with small white flowers on it, the small white flowers slowly fell to the surroundings as he flew.

And the four big origami birds, Red Brother, Concubine Lady, Grass Green Manager, Golden Prince, flew around the crowd with small origami birds.

Similarly, holding small bamboo baskets under their claws.

Scattering small white flowers.

Seeing him off silently.

Finally, the sleep slowly emerged, meaning...you can sleep forever.

Around, the residents of Liumeng Reef wiped their tears silently, and their spiritual leader could finally rest.

"Goodbye! Mikhail!"

"Goodbye! Mikhail!"

The whole Pinocchio was repeating this sentence.

...

In front of the three tombs, everyone slowly stopped.

Now, only one of them is going to be inhabited.

Gallah started.

The tombstone slowly opened, revealing the space below.

"Goodbye! Mikhail!"

Jezi finished speaking.

Everyone slowly lowered the coffin, and finally, the tombstone closed.

A clock was buried in the ground.

Hanunu's dream appeared again.

The origami birds scattered small white flowers all over the sky.

"Ragwok-Shar-Mikhail."

"Boreklin-Tiernan."

"Lazarina-Jane-Estella."

"Goodbye!"

"Salute, history that is no longer silent!"

Su Zhe's tone was steady, and every word was sonorous.

"Salute, the warm and brave rush."

Ji Zi's voice was full of determination and passion.

"Salute, the journey to the stars."

Xingbao said.

"Salute the invitation to the event, all the lies, and the only truth."

March Seven smiled slightly.

Next, it was time for everyone to say goodbye.

"I heard you are only 13 years old?"

Black Swan looked at Gallagher curiously.

"Yeah."

"Can't you see it? "

Gallah crossed his arms across his chest. (To read the most exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

The weathered face flashed with a bit of agility and cunning.

"..."

The black swan's eyebrows trembled.

Heh.

This guy.

The thirteenth finger of the Tarot card is the god of death, which means that Gallaher is the master of sleep.

Old Odi walked forward slowly, looked at Mikhail's tombstone, and sighed softly.

"Old buddy."

"Ho ho ho ho ho."

"You are still so stubborn?"

"You still think of me, an old guy, when you are traveling far away! Heh, as you wish, I... will never sell anything that should not be sold again. ”

After saying this, Old Otto was silent for a moment.

“That day you came back and asked me if I wanted to change with you.”

“Oh, I advised you that it was not me or Gofem who made Pinoconi become what it is today, but the millions of Pinoconi people.”

“You stubborn old fellow, but… maybe it is people like you who pursue their dreams that can drive… continuous progress?”

After sighing, Old Otto bowed slightly.

He bowed with a sigh.

“Goodbye, old friend, the night watchman of the long dream.”

“To every year of your perseverance, every sad night, and… the dawn of the future that has arrived.” "

After saying that, Old Odi turned and left.

His short body didn't seem to be so hunched anymore.

As if he had unloaded something?

Feeling relaxed.

(We will meet again, Mikhail.)

(I don't have much time left.)

(Maybe I can hold on for another hundred years, then it's time to see you, huhuhuhuhuhu.)

(Remember to buy me a ticket for the cage match.)

"Goodbye."

"I have unsealed your last volume, "Sweet Dreams and Past Events."

"Although it doesn't make any sense, it is your hard work after all. ”[]

Maeveen wanted to say something, but in the end, she couldn’t say anything.

She presented a white flower and turned away.

“Senior Mikhail.”

"I promise you, I will take Pinocchio to a higher and brighter future."

The robin gently stroked his heart, with deep sincerity in his eyes.

He solemnly made a promise.

A thousand words came to his heart, but he could not say anything, only a promise remained.

Then he slowly closed his eyes.

In his heart, he apologized for Gofem and his brother.

After all, this name cannot be mentioned at this time.

"'Although we have never met."

"But, I still admire you."

"I! Come!"

Potio looked at the tombstone of Tiernan, slowly took off his hat, and mourned for three seconds.

Everyone came forward to pay tribute one by one.

Of course, there are all the staff of Klauk Pictures, after all, the person in front of him is the founder and big boss.

…

Finally, it was time to say goodbye to the Starry Sky Train.

“Ragwock-Shall-Mikhail, greetings to you, the watchmaker of the dreamland, the unknown guest of the Starry Sky Train.”

“To the past, present, and future of Pinocchio… and the dream of the child who will never change until death.”

Himeko led the way.

Everyone mourned together.

Then, the live broadcast of all Pinocchio ended.

“I always feel that Mr. Mikhail must also want to witness this day with his own eyes.”

March Seven said.

“Little March, is there something on your mind?”

Himeko was puzzled.

“It’s just a strange feeling.”

“Although it happened at the previous stops, it’s particularly obvious this time.”

March Seven looked a little solemn.

"Oh~, could it be that your power is finally awakening?"

"Wake up, my pure and beautiful star god Idrila."

Su Zhe knelt on one knee, holding a bunch of white flowers in his hand, his expression serious but also a bit funny and funny.

Does it look like he is proposing?

Train crew: 乛乛.

"You are stupid."

"Stand up quickly, it's so embarrassing."

March Seven grabbed the white flowers, raised his hand with a blushing face, and slapped Su Zhe on the forehead.

Damn it.

Subconsciously moved, but then he turned around and thought, who the hell would propose with white flowers?

Pure and beautiful star god Idrila?

Feeling the surprised eyes coming from all around.

March Seven almost covered his face.

So embarrassing.

I want to die.

"Ahem, let's talk business."

"These days, I can't help thinking about it."

"Whether it's Mr. Mikhail, Mr. Tiernan, or Ms. Lazarina."

"They stumbled and fought just like us."

"But those things are all in the past."

As he spoke, March Seven's face became silent and solemn (money).

Very sad.

"Flowers will bloom again, but people will never be young againYears."

Su Zhe stood up with a smile.

What to do, think of Kiana, fight for all the beauty in the world.

But?

Did Sanyueqi's memory attribute awaken?

"You are so sentimental today."

Xingbao tilted his head curiously.

"This girl is serious for once, just cooperate with me! Okay?"

Sanyueqi snorted.

"Okay, okay. Our story will pass one day."

Xingbao snorted and reorganized his words.

"Yeah, maybe this is what makes it hard for me to let go."

Sanyueqi sighed softly.

"Little Sanyue."

"The Milky Way is vast, and life is small."

"But on the scale of the universe, ordinary people can only walk a short distance in their entire lives. ”

“But just such a short road, connected to each other, can connect countless worlds together.”

“Everyone who left a sleeper on the silver track, the universe may not remember them, but we will remember them.”

“As long as we remember, their story and the development have not ended.”

Jizi smiled slightly and gave a vague but hopeful answer.

People will die, but the road will remain. One day, it will lead to a better future again.

Nashida: “The forest will remember everything.”

Zhongli: “The recorder is born to remember; the witness comes to witness.”

“As long as we remember, the story will not end?”

March Seven smiled.

“This is the development.”

Jizi said.

“Hehe~”

“Sorry, sorry, the atmosphere is so heavy! ”

“Su Zhe, tell a joke to ease the atmosphere!”

Su Zhe silently raised his index finger: “Then I’ll give you an example.”

“And then?”

March Seven blinked.

“Didn’t you see the chestnut?”

Su Zhe pursed his lips.

“Uh…”

“You said you wanted to give me an example, but you really just wanted to give me an example?”

“This joke is really lame.”