When Death’s Judgnt activated on BS, Rita let out a sigh of relief. As long as it worked, BS had more room to maneuver and negotiate.
She imdiately shared the good news with everyone present.
Mistblade, Pine Bloom, and Smoke Tune all wore smiles, even Crab seed happy. But soon, their expressions beca serious again when they noticed the rapid drop in BS’s health. It was almost the sa rate as during the first bell toll, even though they had used two world skills this ti.
Rita suspected that without the combination of these two skills, BS might have survived, but at a great cost. It made her understand why Uncharted Star Sea had warned that worlds below tier three would inevitably shatter.
The sea rose to the sky, and Skycrab began calming the tsunami, while Smoke Tune flew above BS with Nivalis. One after another, starry magic arrays fell onto the land, protecting buildings and the earth.
Rita didn’t use her own world skill. With Never-lting Winter and Death’s Judgnt, there was no need. She and Pine Bloom focused on healing BS.
During the pendulum strike, Rita couldn’t see the other worlds, and she didn’t intend to move recklessly during such a tumultuous mont. But the World Graveyards floating above the ti river lingered in her mind, sparking too many thoughts.
The SS bell tolled loudly, and Rita heard cries in the distance.
That direction... it was where BS had taken in foreign races...
For the past few days, BS had been receiving millions of foreign races every day. Rita had set up various rules for those seeking refuge in BS, with the top rule being that players from worlds below tier three would be given priority.
Although the reminders from Uncharted Star Sea only appeared in the minds of the God Ga players, every player who had loaded the ga was not entirely in the dark.
The ga system sent out emails to inform players about the world’s true nature, but it was never as detailed as it was for the God Ga players. The system didn’t ntion that worlds below tier three would inevitably be destroyed, but that kind of truth was basically a death sentence, creating more chaos.
Players who enjoyed the storylines understood the end had co, but the ones who had played through every story arc in the ga were still oblivious, blissfully unaware.
The players sent to BS were all told the full truth before they left, as per Rita’s request. Each world and race had to handle things internally, preventing any misunderstandings that could lead to hatred toward BS. If that happened, she would have no hesitation in eliminating the threat.
It was unclear how much ti passed, but the tolling of the second bell finally ended amid the cries of countless beings.
"Congratulations, Player BS Rita, the current number of surviving worlds: 619"
"Respected God Ga players, in order to prepare for the third pendulum strike, the Invasion Sequence has been updated. Worlds with an invasion progress of over 10% will enter the final descent phase."
"The ti in Uncharted Star Sea has been further calibrated. Each Starsea day, the number of ti skills that can be used will not exceed 100. All worlds will adopt Starsea ti. The extra tilines born from ti skills will be pruned, leaving only the most brilliant Starsea tiline. The pruning progress is 40%."
"Friendly reminder: The third pendulum strike is expected after the next God Ga ends."
As the notifications rang in her mind, Rita, Pine Bloom, and Crab quickly worked together to restore BS’s health. Only then did Mistblade cancel her world skill, as once the skill ended, any missing health would need to be replenished—whether by BS or the players.
The cries in the distance grew louder, and Rita’s brow furrowed even tighter. She inford Mistblade and the others before teleporting onto Cat’s Ideal.
Once on the ship, Rita called out to BS. After receiving a response, she asked, "Are the initial World Graveyards, created after the world destruction, all the sa? I an, are there no differences in the tombstones after a world breaks apart?"
BS: "Of course, there are differences. The initial version is just for God Ga players to enter. If players don’t interact with other World Graveyards, when they touch the initial ones, their world will respond to them."
After confirming this information, Rita took BS back to the ti river. However, this ti, she didn’t head back to the captain’s room to continue writing history; instead, she summoned Nivalis, B80, Y128, and 7777 to the deck.
She pointed to the surface of the ti river and said, "Help find the World Graveyards."
The dragon and small robots imdiately started working, and even the other vice-captains joined in. Only the cow-headed helmsman remained diligently steering the ship.
B80, who had been following Rita and knew the most information, quickly figured it out: "You want to help the crying beings find their original world’s tombstones, don’t you?"
"Yes." Rita added, "Anyway, I don’t need tickets to enter God Ga anymore."
Nivalis: "Oh."
B80: "Oh."
7777: "Oh."
Y128: "Oh."
Rita: "..."
From the mast, Calico said, "I must say, you’re the most patient and thoughtful captain I’ve had."
The cow-headed helmsman, steering the ship at the rear, chid in, "Not really. Most of the ti, she’s easygoing. But look at how she treats little Deceitful Bloom when it makes her mad. She doesn’t care about factions then. As for being thoughtful, maybe it’s more accurate to say she’s soft-hearted. If you want to play until the end, you need to be keen and observant."
"Little Deceitful Bloom made it this long because of sheer strength."
"Fair point."
"Little Deceitful Bloom?"
Rita shot a puzzled glance at the cow-headed cat and Calico, who still looked quite young, like 3 or 4-year-old cats.
After a pause, she couldn’t contain her curiosity anymore. "Was she always this reckless when playing God Ga?"
Maine, perched on the rail, adjusted its silver-frad glasses and answered, "When it cos to reckless behavior, it wasn’t her—it’s little Foolishness."
Rembering the two’s troubleso faces, Rita couldn’t help but complain, "Can we skip the ’little’? It makes them sound so cute, and that just gives a stomach ache."
The cow-headed cat laughed heartily. "Alright, I’ve heard plenty about you two. I get it now, hahahaha."
With the mood lightened, Rita asked, "How do I level up Cat’s Ideal by one more tier?"
"Simple," Maine answered without hesitation. "It’s a God Relic, right? Find the god’s burial site, and you’ll find the answer."
Rita frowned. "Has Whale Fall in the Wind and Delicious Funeral found it?"
"Of course."
The cow-headed cat sped up the ship, but it still took Rita two full days to collect all the visible World Graveyards floating on the river’s surface. Along the way, she also consud any passing World Sighs, turning them into golden apples to eat.
For these World Graveyards, she relied on Waste Guide to finish her howork.
Two days later, Rita arrived at the main city of the foreign races with several hundred World Graveyards in tow. She issued a ga notice as Adjudicator, asking the leaders of the foreign races to co find her.
Soon, 421 foreign race leaders appeared before her. They all wore anxious expressions, but upon receiving the notice, they hurried to get there as quickly as possible.
Rita didn’t say much. The golden rain curtain transford into a long table, covered with the initial World Graveyards. She said, "These are the initial World Graveyards. Co touch them. If it’s a tombstone from your world, it will light up and change."
As the foreign races’ tears began to fall in an instant, Rita softly said, "Take your ti. I’ve got all the ti in the world for you to find your world."
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