Chapter 1417: 1417 Adjudicator Game: Game Invasion 22

The outline of the cube within World Sigh grew clearer and clearer.

On the fourth day after arriving in the First Epoch, Rita finally saw the complete structure of Prison 8017.

It was a six sided cube filled with countless points of starlight.

Ninety five percent of it burned with crimson flames.

The remaining five percent glowed with blue fire.

Both colors were trapped within the same cube, unable to merge.

Yet they shared one thing in common.

The brilliance and heat of those flames overwhelmed everything else.

They obscured the walls of the cells.

They concealed the internal structure of the cube.

The flames still weren’t numerous enough.

They had yet to fill the entire prison.

Many cells remained empty.

The Prisoners assigned to those cells had failed their games and been erased.

Their cells now sat vacant.

Still not enough.

Far too slow.

At this rate, how could Starsea Prisoner seize control of the entire prison before time ran out?

Rita opened her strange book once more.

Rita (Starsea): Prison 8017 contains one hundred million cells. We don’t have enough people.

Rita (Starsea): I am issuing a summons to every world in Starsea. The top ten thousand players from each world will be invited to join this game.

Rita (Starsea): Every living being retains the right to refuse.

Rita (Starsea): Until I find a way to create a sustainable soul fire cycle, I cannot create Saves for everyone.

Rita (Starsea): This is a game.

Rita (Starsea): But it is also a war.

Rita (Starsea): As your ally and your Adjudicator, I will give you a choice as well.

Rita (Starsea): Every world ruler and world lord of the Tenth Epoch has veto authority.

Rita (Starsea): You may refuse participation on behalf of your race.

Rita (Starsea): You have one minute to decide.

[Deceitful Bloom (Starsea)]: What exactly are you planning?

Rita (Starsea): My authority has grown.

Rita (Starsea): The Guard identity can now be granted directly.

Rita (Starsea): I will launch a War Game.

Rita (Starsea): Every Guard may challenge a Prisoner to a duel.

Rita (Starsea): Defeat the Prisoner, and you gain full control over that Prisoner’s cell.

Rita (Starsea): Through game rules, we can also steal rewards directly from the prison itself.

Rita (Starsea): When we finally take control of this entire prison, we will ignite the cube and restore it.

[Foolishness (Starsea)]: Don’t gods get veto rights?

Rita (Starsea): It may sound cruel, but every living being outside Isolated Isle belongs to an era after yours.

[Deceitful Bloom (Starsea)]: How heartless...

[Deceitful Bloom (Starsea)]: But I agree.

[Cicada (Starsea)]: Lady Deceitful Bloom, please believe in the Vineborne.

[Cicada (Starsea)]: We will never disappoint you.

[Maple Syrup (Starsea)]: I believe in the Oak Owls.

[Mistblade (Starsea)]: I am glad the Moonfoxes will be joining the war.

[Frenzied Shark (Starsea)]: There are no shark forests left in Starsea that fear war.

[Fat Goose]: Before the final candle burns out, they deserve to see this place.

[Wither]: It would be an honor for the Undead.

[Autumn Deer]: Lightchaser would agree, wouldn’t she, Mother?

[Mud Bears]: Autumn Deer is willing to fight.

[NightFury]: The Ragtags who can rebuild Nuclear Flash would never miss a war like this.

[Quex (Starsea)]: Let them choose for themselves.

[Quex (Starsea)]: That’s the best option.

[Prayer]: Any Firecolor that has survived this long has earned the right to join this game.

[Motorbike]: The Titans can do it.

[Motorbike]: Please make sure they’re told.

[Motorbike]: And tell them to bring everything they’ve got.

[Mojie (Starsea)]: Let the Landscales come.

[Mojie (Starsea)]: This is their season of exploration.

[Verdant Whisper · Windrush]: The Windsleeves are willing to fight.

JE (Starsea): The Wind Whales are willing too.

Rita (Starsea): Are you sure?

JE (Starsea): The Wind Whales are willing!!

JE (Starsea): Any Wind Whale who has survived to this day would be furious if I made them miss a war like this.

JE (Starsea): The Wind Whales are willing.

JE (Starsea): Please let them fight.

Rita (Starsea): A legendary life deserves a legendary ending, doesn’t it?

JE (Starsea): Thank you.

JE (Starsea): I love that sentence, hahaha.

JE (Starsea): A legendary life deserves a legendary ending.

JE (Starsea): I can’t imagine a better battlefield than this prison.

The exchange between BS Rita and JE captured the feelings of every leader present.

What battle could be more meaningful than shattering a cage?

Unanimous approval.

Every leader agreed to the summons.

Rita (Starsea): Then, on behalf of humanity, I look forward to this gathering.

The pages of World Sigh began turning.

The illustration titled Game Invasion emerged within the cell as a projection of light.

At the same moment, time began flowing once more within every world contained inside World Sigh.

Across countless worlds, the top ten thousand ranked players all heard the same voice.

Gentle.

Steady.

Resolute.

[Final Battle: The Last Prisoner]

[Do you wish to answer World Sigh’s summons?]

[Travel to the Prison of History.]

[Join your leaders in the final campaign.]

[There will be no meaningless slaughter.]

[No pointless destruction.]

[Write the past of Starsea.]

[Rewrite the future of Starsea.]

[You will witness the truth of the world.]

[You will complete a forgotten Chapter of history.]

[Notice: Players who join this campaign will have their true names hidden.]

[Your original world will become your surname.]

[You will be assigned a numerical designation.]

[Players who accept will have ten minutes to prepare.]

[Only the top 10,000 ranked players of each world are eligible during the first recruitment phase.]

[Accept / Decline]

Zoey selected [Accept] without hesitation.

Then another window appeared.

She froze.

[Please choose your world:]

[BS]

[Lania Kaia]

[Forest Sea]

Nearby, Sanchez was already preparing to leave.

A legendary quest like this?

Of course she accepted instantly.

The only regret was that she and Zoey had arranged a duel for today.

They hadn’t even started yet.

Pulling out a skill stone, Sanchez began constructing a portal.

"I’m heading out first. I’ve got ten minutes, so I thought I’d go see my mom before..."

Halfway through the sentence, she stopped.

The portal collapsed.

She stared at Zoey in disbelief. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"What are you doing just standing there?"

"Didn’t you get the invitation?"

"You two aren’t planning to keep cold-war-ing each other until death, are you?"

Zoey slowly shook her head.

A smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

Then it widened.

And widened.

Until it became one of the brightest smiles Sanchez had seen in years.

"I got it."

"I got a wonderful invitation."

Her voice softened.

"She’s asking me if I want to come home."