For the city in front of him, as a nature-loving multi-armed and amateur poet, Wrench can't help but have a lot of reverie for this.

He once looked at the blue planet from the lush branches of the towering trees in his hometown, and longing for the morning was a symbol of perfection in his mind; He had also set foot in the home of the Kander, and from the shores of Tamsui followed the guidance of the space elevator, looking at the green moon that had been slowly orbiting for countless generations, and it was so beautiful that it brought tears to his eyes, so that he had a new understanding of the name "Haze Pupil".

Along with Add's travels, he witnessed the majesty of the universe and the magnificence of the celestial bodies again and again, Valkyria, Balder, Nemosini, Brazzi, Forcetti, ...... They followed in the footsteps of their ancestors and sailed in the sea of stars.

However, the wrench still has a small flaw in this satisfying job, and Eddie has repeatedly discovered the remains of the Ascendant that are not even mentioned in the travel manual, and he has not experienced even one in the cockpit of the Sailing.

And this time he finally got his wish, and after witnessing Eddie's flight and the rise of the underground city, it was all like a dream, and he couldn't help but feel a little inspired.

Fine-tuning the long-range sight mirror on the sniper rifle to make the vision clearer, he was busy and quietly reciting the poem he had just organized in his heart:

The gaze of the stars witnesses thousands of miracles, and the passage of time buries the past.

Maybe it's fate, maybe it's deliberate, maybe it's both.

At the end of this endless galaxy, there are legends that no one knows......

The wrench groaned, repeatedly scrutinizing the words flowing in his mind, and he squinted one eye, but he noticed a strange blood-colored light in the sight glass.

Unbelievable, he subconsciously made a movement, his body quickly flipped to the side, and the blood line that was originally strangled to his neck turned to his arm after losing its target.

In an instant, gas gushed out, flesh and blood splattered, and the hard metal cosmic armor was easily cut open like a thin piece of paper, and one of the wrench's arms was cut off to the shoulder.

Unable to see the clues in the sand, he only felt the pain of his heart, and the instantaneous transpiration and air pressure made him almost unable to breathe.

With the gun still tightly grasped in both hands of the middle limb, he held his breath, adjusted the muzzle of the gun in front of him, and began to pull the trigger again and again.

The version of the firearm, designed for space combat, uses kinetic energy to fire without ignition, and the rate of fire of large-caliber bullets is amazing in rarefied air, but a trained wrench knows that his shots are completely empty.

The rope of death followed him like a shadow, strangled his neck from an unusually strange angle, and in amazement, he could not avoid it, but he saw a pair of red eyes behind the bloody shadow of the viper, which were the eyes of a shadowless man.

Heartbroken, suspicious, frightened, he couldn't deduce what was in front of him, but he knew it was clearly not over.

At this time, the wrench did not care about life and death, and did two things in the last moments of this life.

He pursed his lips and whistled, giving the squad channel an alert as much as he could.

Before the head in the cosmic armor separated from the body, he used all his strength to completely destroy the sight of the sniper rifle in his hand.

Driver, Silencer, Poet, Artist, on the edge of the Milky Way, hundreds of light-years away from home, a traveler born from the Haze Pupil closes his eyes.

Witnessed by the stars, the blood-stained sand, and the multi-armed wrench completed his entire journey.

……

On the golden street, Arthur was galloping, followed by Raghu and Lilac, and the fairy man could not keep up with the speed of the wolf-headed man because he could not fly, so he was lifted up by Raghu and let him sit on his shoulder.

The three of them were not far from the obelisk in the middle of the city, but the sudden sharp whistle in the communicator slowed Arthur's pace, and he could hear the tone of the whistle, and the multi-armed man, though without vocal cords, was the recognized whistling master on the Voyage.

"Wrench, what's wrong?" Arthur asks in the Squad channel.

There was no response from the communicator, and he stopped, turning to look at the blank Rag and Lilac sitting on his shoulder.

"What's the matter with the wrench, what's wrong? You send a text. Arthur raised his chin to Yang, and Lilac hurriedly opened the holographic screen of the function pack, which entered the communication interface, waited for a while, and then shook his head at Arthur.

"Could it be that something is going on? Why don't I go back and have a look? Turbulence immediately suggested to Arthur, who hesitated.

"It's okay here, don't be suspicious!" A slightly hoarse voice came from the communicator, which made Arthur, whose face was full of worry, visibly relieved.

"What the hell are you doing? I can't find you, I shouldn't call you, where are you? With a wrench? What happened to him just now? Arthur asked.

"Oh, I was completely buried by the unlucky sandstorm, but fortunately six hands gouged me out, and he was happy just now." The voice of the surviving said.

I see...... Arthur was relieved.

"Are you all okay then?" He thought for a moment and asked.

"It's okay, it's all right, I'll come over to help you right away."

"No, you and the wrench are here and stay there and keep an eye on them." Arthur ordered.

"Okay, it's all up to you, who made you the captain of the operation? I'll just stay here. The surviving voice said cooperatively.

Arthur nodded slightly to Turbulence, turned around and took a step to continue walking, although the words of the dead made him let go of the heart he had just lifted, but somehow, he had an inexplicable feeling at the moment.

The whistle of the wrench...... When did the Shadowless become so obedient? …… And his voice...... Six-handed? That's what he always called a wrench?

Arthur was suspicious, but he didn't have time to think about it, Eddie was unconscious, and he was still hanging from the tower, what should Rujin do to save him?

Golden streets, golden buildings, Arthur, who had always been anxious about Eddie's safety, only then noticed that the city that emerged from the ground was completely made of a strange metal.

"These dazzling things...... Whatever was once here, they had the luxury of building the city entirely out of metal. He said to the Rag as he ran.

"Do you feel familiar, big brother?" Rag followed closely behind, and he looked crystal clear in the sunlight as he was covered in a liquid spacesuit.

"It's a little." Arthur couldn't make out what he meant.

"The Ascendant." Turbulence said the answer directly. "Only they have that kind of skill."