Heavy, suffocating curtains of crimson narrative code dropped from the fifth-dimensional firmament, slamming down along the borderlines of the five 200-Galaxy Sectors like iron prison gates.
Across the holographic star-map floating above the [Galactic Flying Courtyard (Flying Courtyard Star-Cruiser)], the five rainbow light-trails of Ye Xiao, Su Nuannuan, Jiang Tuntun, Little Fifth Ao Xing. Gu Nian had just crossed into their respective sectors—East, South, West, North, and Center.
The instant their sneakers and boots cleared the boundary thresholds, thousands of miles of golden spatial runes flashed across the void.
[SYSTEM ALERT — FIFTH-DIMENSIONAL NARRATIVE CAGE DETECTED!]
* Warning: The Seven Script-Kings are constructing a five-sector isolation formation [The Five-Boss Apocalypse Lockdown]!
* Current Author Origin Committed by the Seven Script-Kings: 45%... 55%... 62%...
Out on the starport plaza below the courtyard, First Galactic Grand Elder Gu Cang stopped scrubbing a warship hull. His floral dishwashing apron dripping with soapsuds as he stared up at the darkening borders of the outer star-map.
“Patriarch! Matriarch!” Gu Cang called out anxiously, hurrying up the porch steps with the Second and Third Grand Elders right behind him.
