The distant winds from the Crack Realm blew for the last time, accompanied by the roaring sound of collapse and cracking.

As the workshop crumbled, those broken mutants had finally welcomed the end they had longed for. Yet, from these final moments, it seemed as if a song was heard.

Scattered and blurry.

So familiar.

"Thinking of home, thinking of home, how lovely home is..."

From their downfall, those broken human forms and monsters transformed raised their heads, singing the song that resonated in their souls since birth: "The sky is clear, the breeze is cool, homesickness comes in waves... How are the people back home, always in my thoughts... I wish to return home, to the old garden..."

Thus, they joyfully praised as they fell into the deep darkness below the earth.

Embracing the end.

And hoping never to see another tomorrow.

"..."

In the core of the workshop, Ji Jue witnessed all of this, not knowing whether to rejoice or mourn for them, he just sighed deeply.

But there seemed to be something more above his head.

It was the faded crown of thorns.

As if saying goodbye, it patted Ji Jue's forehead, greeted him for the last time, then turned into a streak of light, rushing away, disappearing into the end of Ji Jue's sight.

He did not even get a chance to react!

Standing there, dumbfounded.

Feeling as if the other party skillfully acted like a veteran pleasure-seeker who, after having his fun, left without even tossing a small tip, cold and heartless...

Just when everyone was still so intimately close, inseparable!

Ji Jue subconsciously wanted to snort disdainfully.

But remembering that recent overwhelming and surging sensation and the unprecedented experience, he weakly wanted to hold on, to chase after that vanished figure, shouting, "Bro, recharge for another membership, will you pick me again next time?!"

However, Transformation had already gone far away, unresponsive.

Only leaving Ji Jue alone in place, wandering between the fractured heavens and earth, witnessing the last moments of the Crack Realm.

Until at last, Destruction was imminent.

He finally activated the authority left by the Prophet, opening the door leading out of the Crack Realm.

As for the others, they had been sent outside by the Prophet the moment Ji Jue took control of the workshop, sparing him further trouble.

However, the Gate of Light only flickered briefly in front of him and then extinguished, disappearing.

It did not open at all.

"Ah, this..."

Ji Jue stood there, stupefied, activating the authority again, a third time, a fourth time, but no matter how he operated the authority, that departure gate could not be opened.

Hadn't it even appeared before it was shut down?!

"What the hell?!"

Ji Jue stepped back, looking at the collapsing ground before him, the darkness and emptiness below the cliff, unable to stop sweating profusely.

No matter how he activated, the final structure of the workshop did not respond, only the watch on his arm lit up, responding. Then, he noticed... a stack of overlapping pop-up messages!

[Detection of Gate of Eternity displacement, detection of abnormal temporal variation, detection of Superior changes, detection of unusual Crack Realm index...]

And the one at the bottom: [Detection of Cross Realm Gate opening, now closed, closed, closed, closed...]

Motherfucker, damn it!!!

"So it was you, huh?"

Ji Jue nearly cried out, "What the hell did you actually close?!"

But then, a pop-up window appeared.

[Detection of Non-attack component connection, status complete——]

[——Crack Realm recycle system preheating completed, activate?]

Recycle my ass!

Ji Jue really cried, "What time do you think it is, and you're still concerned with collecting your junk! Life is almost over, bro..."

But helplessly, he clicked [Yes].

Then, he stood there, rigid.

Completely stupefied.

Instantly, in the nothingness of the dark, a harsh steam whistle burst.

Over the void of the sky, it seemed as if the cries and roars of a colossal beast echoed, thunderclouds rapidly spreading, a grand shadow cast from the flashing electricity, yet unclear.

In a moment, layers of gray-black clouds filled the empty sky, and then, a massive Vortex appeared, bursting with violent attractive force.

Like a black hole.

Then, as if ancient Saints had reappeared, the watch bypassed Ji Jue, summoning again the Non-attack Matrix, transforming into countless Invisible Hands.

Once again, it took control of everything on the verge of destruction.

Then, a massive flux of shimmering lights rose slowly from the traction of the Non-attack...

Whether it was the Superior Essence gushing from the collapse of the Crack Realm, or the ocean-like Scarlet Spirit Essence, or the countless Spiritual Circuits initially belonging to the workshop, Alchemy frames, rune emblems, even the Superior Blessing... it grabbed them all!

Not allowing them to disperse into the void beyond this world.

Just like that, it pulled, tugged, took control, and then, as if rolling it all up and molding into a ball, pulled everything into the Vortex.

Not a thread, nor a fraction was lost!

Like inexperienced poor relatives at the dinner table, whipping out a little plastic bag, they gobbled everything up!

Even the very ground Ji Jue stood on was brutally yanked away!

Until at last, the Vortex dissipated, the thunderclouds contracted.

The massive creature behind the clouds let out a cry high as a whale's song, as if burping and picking its teeth, it turned around without hesitation and walked away...

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