Triss, the Saint Mourning Hughie Fal Key of Salvation

So, the only solution,

and the only thing you could do,

was this:

Reverse the Ignaratty ritual, reverse the Blood Moon Ritual through which he was still continuously overdrawing Hughie Fal Grand Cemetery,

and completely open the Saint Mourning Gate to purify everything."

This was an extremely important task—one that could even be said to eliminate all future troubles once and for all.

At this moment,

the fugitive girl also understood what she needed to do next.

Triss blinked, but her eyes were immediately filled with unprecedented resolve.

She nodded and tightly gripped the ancient key hanging from her chest with both hands.

"Rhine Mr., I'm ready."

Though Triss's voice was soft, it carried an unquestionable strength.

Then, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and began focusing on establishing a connection with the Hughie Fal Key.

Su Wen slowly placed a hand on her shoulder, then calmly gave her the confidence to keep going.

"Don't worry. You still have me."

He poured the last of the Prometheus Flame into her without reservation and bestowed it upon her.

The amplitude of her spiritual energy data suddenly surged!

In an instant,

a grand hymn thundered through the office.

I am Fire Thief - Prometheus.

I took away the authority that belonged to the gods.

And I brought forth

humanity's "dawn."

Mythical Trait: Fire Thief - Olympus - The Original Sacred Flame

The powerful Spiritual Energy Trait directly enveloped her entire body.

And in that instant,

as the Star Tower fell, the visible explosion and spreading kinetic aftermath utterly destroyed everything, even smashing that terrifying blood-red giant hand reaching toward the sky into pulp.

With a horrifying wail, the Blood Moon Grand Monarch's resurrection plan—and even his final remains—were completely finished.

But this was not the end.

Triss pressed