I cosplayed as the battle-damaged Azure Sparrow and got caught by the Immortal Boat!

Chapter 50: Can you really make money by buying and selling Evie Golden Man...?

Beneath a vast and boundless starry sky, Sand Gold gazed up at the indescribably enormous ancient beast before him—the gluttonous star god, Obolos.

"Just looking at it from afar, I can't help but want to throw myself into its mouth..." he murmured, his throat tightening.

Qingyuan reached out and gently pressed the top of Shajin's head, and a warm blue halo enveloped him.

"Try to think about your colleagues at the company and the terrible things that might have happened to them."

Now, can I still suppress that impulse?

Sand Gold's body stiffened abruptly, and fragmented images flashed uncontrollably through his mind.

He closed his eyes and waved his hand, saying, "Many people... I don't care about them all."

But the scene was too horrific for me to recall.

That's because you haven't tried hard enough.

Look at Toppa; she faces the tragedies perpetrated by those beasts almost every day.

"I'm sorry... we were injured and unconscious at the time."

It's hard to imagine that before following you, Toppa led a fleet alone, wandering and fleeing across the universe.

Sand Gold's voice trailed off, then he looked back at Obolos, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and spread his hands.

"Come on, boss. We hope—no, we hope—you'll make it back alive!"

Seeing his expression, Qingyuan tilted her head and chuckled, "Taking you away is definitely no problem, don't look like you're going to your death."

She gently placed her palm on the gold-flecked back, and the power of preservation, reproduction, and abundance surged in like a tide.

The next moment, brilliance burst forth—one after another, gold dust appeared in the starry sky.

"How does it feel to have a sense of community?"

"It's probably like... having many more versions of yourself? That's not important right now, is it?"

"Okay, let's continue."

The gold dust continued to differentiate, with every three merging into one "two-star gold dust", every three two-stars merging into "three-star gold dust", and then every three three-stars merging into "four-star gold dust".

Whenever a four-star gold nugget is born, it will transform into countless "gold coins" that shimmer with a special luster.

As Qingyuan continued to channel the power of destiny, gold coins spun like a river of stars, filling the sky.

Gazing at this dazzling sea of ​​golden light, Qingyuan couldn't help but exclaim, "So, buying and selling Evie Golden Men... really can make money!"

"Boss, that joke isn't funny."

"Sorry, I was just affected by the pleasure mask I was wearing."

"Are you going to push all the blame onto Ah-ha?"

At this moment, the countless gold coins resonated, converging into a hazy yet majestic phantom.

More and more gold coins poured in like rivers flowing into the sea. As Sand Gold gazed at this scene, a complex sense of nostalgia flashed across his eyes.

"Amber King... I never expected something like that to happen. Will the universe be reborn after this battle?"

The accumulation of gold coins has reached its peak, its brilliance as intense as the initial birth of a star's core.

"2147483647 gold coins," Qingyuan's voice was calm and clear. "Remember this number. They all exist because of you in exchange."

As soon as she finished speaking, a flash of blue light appeared around her, and her figure vanished into thin air.

next moment--

The entire starry sky seemed to freeze.

An indescribable gaze descended upon Obolos from the depths of the universe.

That was not a gaze, but a manifestation of will, a conceptual "glance" cast upon this realm by the very path of preservation.

Immediately, the phantom of a giant hammer appeared in the starry sky.

It is not a physical entity, yet it is more real than any star. Its hammer body flows with an amber light, which is the "possibility" that allows countless civilizations to continue under its protection.

The first hammer fell silently.

Space itself groaned in agony, overwhelmed by the burden.

Obolos's enormous body trembled violently as it devoured everything and tried to speak, but Qingyuan didn't care.

Soon, the second hammer blow came.

This time, a sound was heard—a deafening roar as the rules were shaken and destiny was struck, as Qingyuan shook the Devouring Destiny.

Obolos let out a roar beyond the realm of hearing, a roar of pain and rage befitting a star god.

He attempted to retaliate, wanting to engulf the giant hammer along with the will it represented.

However, the amber light remained completely unaffected, and the hammer's shadow struck Obolos's divine body heavily, sending him flying.

The third blow ultimately failed to kill Obolos.

As the hammer shadow fell, it solidified and grew stronger, as if all the power protecting one's destiny was gathered here.

Time lost its meaning at this moment, with only that amber-colored trail running through it all.

After it struck Obolos, it did not dissipate; instead, it rammed into Obolos and pushed it into the distance.

Until Obolos was pushed into nothingness, his entire divine body rapidly dissipated. He could not devour nothingness. In this way, could he be killed?

However, relying on the powerful force of destiny, He forcibly broke out of the void, intending to devour Qing Yuan in order to recover.

With a flash, Qingyuan transformed into a streak of azure light, carrying away the distant gold dust.

"Only a quarter of His divine body was permanently destroyed. It's a pity, there won't be such a good opportunity again."

Qingyuan shook her head, seemingly somewhat saddened. "The greatest scourge of gluttony is Obolos. As long as He lives, the Milky Way will never find peace."

Perhaps...no, if a new god were to be born, it might not be such a bad thing as a greater calamity.

The deduction ended, and Qingyuan was taking notes in a small notebook.

"Truly a kindred spirit! Teacher Lianxi's writing is just like mine—wild!"

Upon hearing this, Blank asked, "What kind of person is this Teacher Lianxi you mentioned?"

"The last king's messenger? A fictional historian driven by interest, an uncrowned, masked fool?"

She's different from all of you; she had white hair. But I guess we're on completely different levels now, so let's not talk about her.

Bronya held a foundation stone in her hand, while Sand Gold was coming to his senses.

"Ah... this really is a grand gamble! But, the cornerstone... don't I have one?"

Silver Wolf glanced at it and replied, "With the power of Xi Lian, this formation can touch upon some causes and effects that transcend time, and thus be perceived by the Amber King."

Perhaps He felt that giving you a foundation stone was meaningless.

Toppa patted Sand Gold on the shoulder: "It's alright, come here, I have dozens of Treasure Diamonds here, which can generate foundation stones for the suitor."

Come on, let's join A20!

"I must refuse. Toppa, didn't you say you were still loyal to the company?"

"Just kidding, you guys don't believe me anyway."

Sand Gold gave a wry smile: "Does that even matter? But I think this deduction will definitely shake up the company's top management."

"With a mortal body manifesting the phantom of the Amber King, and even possessing some of the power of a star god, they probably won't be able to sleep..."