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Qiong Robin had the upper hand, but the other end of the rope was still firmly held in A Meng's fair little hand.

The scene instantly switched to a classic cat-and-mouse theme.

Qiong Jerry raised an eyebrow mischievously, the classic expression Jerry made when he thought of a way to deal with Tom.

Then, his two short legs moved like a whirlwind, and in a flash, he ran along the light cable of the musical score to A-Meng's side.

He grinned and pulled out a mini firecracker, no bigger than a little fingernail, from behind him, and stuffed it into A-Meng's hand, which was tightly gripping the light cord.

Then, he took out a match, skillfully struck it with the sole of his foot, and lit the firecracker.

The instant the fuse began to hiss and burn, he leaped into the air and ran wildly. He paused in mid-air for a few seconds, as if a vehicle had finished warming up, before whooshing back, creating a gust of wind.

After Qiong Jerry slipped back to the snow-covered peaks of the Robin and hid there.

boom!

Jerry's little firecracker exploded.

"Ok?"

A-Meng clearly sensed that they were at the most crucial juncture in their struggle against the Qiong Robin.

A tiny, yet completely unstoppable explosive force suddenly arrived, forcefully shaking her "hand" away from the point of struggle for control.

As a result, the control she could originally maintain, which was about 25%, was rapidly lost like a burst dam, and in the blink of an eye, it was reduced to less than 5%.

"Is this the power of that rat?"

A-Meng raised her hand and touched her smooth chin, seemingly lost in thought.

Even so, it was only because she reacted quickly, urgently using the wrong authority to create loopholes in the rules to circumvent them, that she managed to barely catch the tail.

“Any behavior will reveal information. For a mentor in the field of fraud, several consecutive observations were enough for me to find some fundamental logic.”

A-Meng pinched the monocle clipped to her deep-set eye socket and smiled faintly.

"What incredible power."

She then murmured with considerable emotion.

"Even if you find some logic, there are almost no conventional ways to deal with it."

After all, the other side could even repair the wounds of a galaxy with wooden planks. Under such exaggerated absurdity, any scheme would seem pale and powerless.

"unless……"

A-Meng adjusted her monocle, which was carved from crystal, and smiled slightly.

He activated his powers again, 'stealing' and 'mistake'.

This time, the target is neither the [Theatre of All Sounds] nor Kyon Jerry.

The rat's trait seems to naturally disrupt the rules, so using it on him is not very effective.

A-Meng's goal is herself and God's Sunday.

Stealing one's own fate in the short term and mistakenly swapping it with the corresponding Sunday.

She will exchange this fate of "the embodiment of harmony being completely usurped by the enemy" through erroneous authority on Sunday!

To this end, A-Meng even voluntarily gave up the last five percent control over the [Wanlai Theater], deliberately putting herself into a fate of "complete failure" so that she could obtain the incarnation of God on Sunday.

"Give up?"

The force felt from the other end of the "rope" woven from musical notes and staff suddenly disappeared.

With complete control of the Wanlai Theater, Qiong Robin looked up in surprise.

"This guy... made such a decisive choice."

Sensing that the harmony surrounding his brother-in-law, God Sunday, was beginning to feel out of place, the spirits of the musical pieces that had been chanting around him began to betray him one after another.

The balance that had been barely maintained seemed to be suddenly broken by a heavy weight that had been placed out of nowhere, and it tilted rapidly toward the edge of being out of control.

"elder brother!"

The character "Qiong" first portrays the concern a younger sister should have for her older brother.

Immediately, the sacred singer draped in a shimmering star-studded veil began to play the harp with strings woven from starlight. The robin of the Wanlai Theater opened its beak, and an ethereal and penetrating celestial sound instantly resounded throughout the battlefield.

"Justice is falling, and the world needs salvation?"

"In the next battle, how many obstacles await me until dawn?"

The unfamiliar melody and lyrics carry a powerful, invisible rhythm, spreading rapidly like ripples.

The rhythm was like the gentle tides of the sea, rippling and sparkling; it was the radiance of the stars and moon, spreading out like a constant stream of light, like flawless white silk.

Transforming into a substantial wave of radiant light, it seemed to condense the brilliance scattered across the entire starry sea into a torrent of liquid light, pressing down on the Holy Oath Circle, Ameng, and the Divine Lord Sun with overwhelming force.

"Big Brother has made a move!"

Xing suddenly looked up.

"Big Brother? Even if you're expressing respect, shouldn't you call her Sister Robin?"

Magical Girl March 7th couldn't help but make a comment.

The balance between Sunday, Sora Robin, and the Masked Fool was broken, causing her to draw her sword again and look around in confusion for a moment before continuing to attack God Sunday under Himeko's command.

The real robin: "..."

I am the real robin!

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What song is this?

The real bird listened to the unfamiliar song sung by its fake self, feeling the power contained in the song, its eyes showing surprise and incomprehension.

"It's called 'War to Stop War,' don't you know that? You're obviously a fake robin. Stop pretending, Firework, change back now."

Xing gave him a look that said, "Why are you still pretending even now?"

"I really am a robin! The fireworks are right there over there."

The robin pointed in the direction of the concert hall, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"That's right!"

Star blinked and looked at the robin with a sharp and scrutinizing gaze.

"Hanabi is arguing with Mei, so who are you?"

"I've already said I'm a real robin!"

The robin was on the verge of a mental breakdown, on the verge of exploding.

"Then how come you don't even know this song?"

Xing frowned and asked in return.

"...Are you sure 'I' released a song called 'Stop War with War'?"

Upon hearing this, Xing frowned and fell into thought.

"The composer's name seems to be... Huyan Jue Luo Xiu, from the East City Guard?"

Xing muttered uncertainly.

Speaking of which, her comment "Big Brother has made a move" was also triggered subconsciously.

Ultimate Three Kingdoms?

Liu Bei?

It's all a jumbled mess.

Xing shook her head, trying to banish the information that kept popping up in her subconscious as she pondered.

With the help of the Commander-class Sky Robin singing "War to End War" through the Diva's microphone and the train crew, Sunday's landslide-like defeat was barely slowed down.

But it only slows things down.

With the blessing of the Harmonious Envoy, the Jade Foundation Stone's defense is so strong that attacks from non-Envoy level beings simply cannot penetrate the Holy Oath Ring - Ameng.

"The robin..."

The sound echoed in the void as Sunday struggled against the all-pervasive usurping power of A-Meng, the shadow of defeat tightening like the shackles of fate.

He was even aware that he was putting up a last-ditch effort.

"If this continues, we will inevitably lose our incarnation... Oh well."

Sunday's rise to the position of head of the Oak family was not solely due to his status as the adopted son of the Dream Master, but also to his exceptional abilities and decisive judgment.

Despite the dire situation, he still had options, but he was unwilling to let the Masked Fool's scheme succeed.

But if the stalemate continues, the only outcome will be complete failure.

"In that case..."

On Sunday, he suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils burning with golden flames of order.

He decisively used his shrinking control to consolidate the order and destiny of God's Sunday.

The Sunday of God is essentially a combination of the chorus and the Sunday of the Orderly Son of God.

With this action, the Choir of God Sunday incarnation reverted to its original form, the Choir of Dominix.

"Listen to the beating of billions and billions of hearts."

His voice was no longer gentle, but as authoritative as an iron law.

"With 4.63 million hunting dogs as its sheath, and the sword of harmonious destiny fused together, it shall be used by me—"

Using all remaining harmonic power at our disposal, the Harmonious Strings Ceremony was restarted on Sunday, with the choir as a springboard.

"Unlimited Commander, Ailinev!"

A majestic phantom descended from the radiant harmony of light.

He has no lower body; his majestic divine form transforms from the waist down into an endless stream of orderly light, floating in the air like a mountain range.

He held a huge, unimaginably large platinum tuning fork in his hand. At the center of the fork, the power of belief gathered and condensed into a rainbow blade.

Compared to the chorus of joy, shared wishes, and harmony, the infinite chieftain and the Sunday of the God of Order, representing force, rules, and order, are undoubtedly more compatible.

However, during the homophonic ceremonies, he was unable to summon the avatar of the Order side.

Because the three Order incarnations are usually only summoned when dealing with enemies.

At other times, Sundays have no authority to command the hound family.

Therefore, the only option is to settle for second best and use oneself and the core to reverse the transformation from harmony to order.

It can also realize Taiyi's dream.

Having clearly betrayed his comrades, the hound family would naturally no longer obey his commands.

But at this moment, all members of the hound family were already immersed in Taiyi's dream.

He used the tuning power of the [Qi Xiang Choir] to indirectly control these hound family members who were trapped in the dream, thus completing the ritual of summoning the incarnation of order.

Summoning the incarnation of the Order side as the Sunday Order God Child naturally eliminates the possibility of failure.

And it is of completely unlimited length.

It was originally prepared by the family to deal with the threat of the Yellow Springs.

The Dream Master risked everything by using Kiana to force Yomi to leave the dream, all to leave Sunday with a complete Infinite Chief as a trump card.

"what?"

March 7th's eyes widened.

"Another one?"

Four?

Four messengers in total!?

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