Crack!!!
A massive, crisp roar echoed through his soul-space!
It was the endless, earth-shaking boom caused by a fissure splitting open on the mysterious, dazzling Nameless Crystal Diamond!
"Oh."
Andrew Han stood there, dazed, as if numb and indifferent.
The starry sky around him was filled with points of light. He chose to bathe silently in the rain of light, neither shouting his grievances nor weeping in sorrow. Perhaps it was because his master, Miles Ning, once said: 'Bleed, but do not shed tears. Better silence than weakness.'
"But."
"What use is silence, really?"
He traded silence for accumulation, waiting for an eruption. Yet now, Andrew's body and soul felt hollow, far removed from the passionate youth he once was.
He was tired.
A lone sail vanishes into the blue sky, the Yangtze River flows on as always, but never again will he see the mighty brilliance of the stars.
A thousand flavors of sorrow, with nowhere to pour them out.
Only his soul-space kept shaking, as the endlessly roaring Nameless Crystal Diamond slowly split open, nurturing an unknown, supremely noble origin...
"It hurts a little."
He trembled as he stood up, a golden-red brilliance flickering at the center of his brow.
"This is..."
"What is happening..." Andrew tilted his head expressionlessly. "Why does it have to be like this?"
At the same time.
Right beside him.
The leaders of numerous apex institutions all sensed the abnormal change in Andrew's state. They exchanged glances, slightly worried, and spoke in unison: "Primeval Andrew Han, we've come to assist your evacuation from the Celestia Stellar System."