The rusty blade that pierced the shadow of the World Tree erupted with a devastating purification pulse, and my mechanical prosthetic body fell apart in the emerald light.
As consciousness sinks into the abyss of the torrent of data, the mother's voice penetrates all dimensions: "Live as light."
When I opened my eyes again, I was floating in the center of the Star Skeleton Cemetery - my left arm was wrapped around the branches of the world, and my right hand was clenching the transformed Void Blade.
The Star Destroyer fleet of Xingyao Technology was tearing apart time and space and rushing towards it. Marcus' wild laughter shook the communication channel: "You think you can burn away the rot? You are part of the rot!"
The moment the sword edge cut through the darkness, I saw the truth: the sharp blade that pierced my mother's chest two thousand years ago was the star-sucking blade in my hand at this moment.
And when I finally landed on the Neon Star, the top of the giant tower flowing with data and flesh and blood... My mother's cold holographic image raised another knife towards me.
The neon blade whispered in her palm, and the resonant frequency tore apart the branches of the world on my left arm——
"Cut it off, Xue'er." Her voice was filled with electronic noise, "Otherwise you will never be able to cut off the chains of the 'Mastermind'."
