You Can Forget About Returning to the Elysian Realm for the Rest of Your Life.

Throughout this process, the boy always tried to achieve the best of both worlds, until one of his mentors and friends fell into a desperate situation. Facing an invincible enemy, his companion sacrificed his life to save more lives.

To others, this is a choice between two evils, a rational and correct one.

The boy refused to accept it, believing that he was not strong enough, which caused this result. He was willing to become a monster in order to stop this, but to no avail.

His struggle, instead of pushing the choice between two evils to the point of having both, led the boy to face another unacceptable choice at the end of his life.

It was a mission: when the world was on the verge of destruction, to leave the planet in a spaceship in search of new hope, to survive, or to stay and perish with the world, becoming a hero.

The boy did not make a choice; instead, someone else made the choice for him.

He is too naive and too weak to make such a choice between two evils.

Kosma hoped that the boy in Griseo's painting could make some changes, becoming a more mature figure who could accept reality and be less selfish and cowardly.

The story told by Kosma left the audience feeling heavy-hearted.

Because they knew perfectly well that the boy in the Kosma story was themselves.

Faced with the death of Scar, he did not hesitate to become a monster, but he could not change it. He hesitated about the Ark Project, and Griseo made the choice for him.

Kosma may have made some wrong choices, but the audience knows that he is definitely not as despicable, selfish, and cowardly as he claims.

He is not only a hero fighting against the Honkai, but also a boy. The growth of a boy is always accompanied by mistakes. As the old saying goes, you should get up from where you fall.

"Kosma..."

Griseo is no longer a child; she's in middle school and about to enter puberty, and her thoughts are gradually shifting from a child's perspective.

Of course, she could see that Kosma wanted me to deceive myself, so that I would paint Kosma into the painting.

Doing so would be tantamount to killing Kosma with one's own hands.

Little Griseo has evolved to the second stage, Painter Teacher.

"..."

Kosma lowered his head involuntarily.

"Kid, you've done very well."

Hen patted Kosma on the shoulder and nodded in approval.

After he and Blanca died, Kosma took care of Griseo for a full 50,000 years. Just as the narration in the story said, Kosma was already like a brother and a father to Griseo.

Upon hearing Hen's approval, Kosma almost lost control of his emotions; his lips twitched as if they were about to fall.

But as a proud young man, Kosma turned his head away.

In the oppressive atmosphere of sadness, Kosma could have held back, but a word of comfort and recognition from Hen brought him to his senses.

Hen put his arm around Kosma's shoulder like a gangster boss.

"Oh! You're crying already?"

"...No."

Hahahaha.

Little Knowledge couldn't help but glance at it, seemingly wanting to firmly remember Hen's loud laughter at that moment. If her guess was correct, Kosma's data had been completely deleted, and what followed was...

"Speaking of which, can Griseo draw it? What Kosma said..."

Little Knowledge's expression was complicated.

According to Kosma's description, Griseo was probably not a portrait, but a caricature.

No wonder Griseo kept interrupting Kosma's description.

If it were anyone else, they probably would have thrown the palette at Kosma long ago.

Here's the pen, you can draw it yourself, okay?

Little Knowledge shook her head, and Cheng Lixue's voice, accompanied by the voice of the Herrscher of the Thousand, inexplicably appeared in her mind.

"Amo has done very well. How easy is it to achieve the best of both worlds? Being able to choose one of two evils is enough."

Pardo felt sorry for Kosma.

If we disregard the 50,000 years that have passed, when the memory remains, Kosma was just a teenager.

Neither the Ark Project nor the choice to perish with civilization is a cruel one that a teenager should make.

"I think I understand now. Yaqing spent so much time shaping us just so he could shatter us piece by piece at this moment. After all, if the audience doesn't like the Flame-Chasers, they won't be able to feel our grief now."

Kevin gritted his teeth.

Elysian Realm now wishes he could throw the script Kevin Yaqing's head. This is not Elysian Realm, but a land of knives in the past!

After Kosma finished telling the boy's story and making his final request, he asked Hua to use the Feather of the Wind to deceive Griseo's senses.

Kosma had already discussed the plan with Hua before. Even with the ability to devour, it wouldn't be able to stop the Herrscher of Corruption for long. Therefore, he wanted to make himself not a memory body, at least not a memory body that the Herrscher of Corruption was familiar with.

Therefore, Griseo used all of his data as paint, partly as a disguise, and partly because only in this way could Griseo paint a Kosma who could fully unleash his Overload Transformation, yet still retain a heroic heart.

Hua knew that Griseo would never agree, Kosma knew it too.

To abandon being a memory entity and become pure data is tantamount to death, which is equivalent to Griseo killing Kosma with her own hands.

This is why Kosma asked Hua.

Hua awoke from her reverie; the painting was already finished.

The pitch-black color, drop by drop, transforms into paint and falls onto the paper.

The owner of this color, Kosma, has vanished without a trace.

No!

When Kosma was nowhere to be seen, all the viewers knew that Kosma had been painted into the painting.

Hua also made it very clear.

To be painted into a painting is tantamount to death.

Griseo killed Kosma herself.

This is cruel to both sides.

But they couldn't say much; it was Kosma's choice.

"Kosma..."

The people in the Golden Courtyard stared blankly at the screen.

They never expected Yaqing to play so ruthlessly.

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Chapter 573 Never go back to the Golden Courtyard in this lifetime.

"Thank you, Sister Hua."

Griseo thanked him softly.

"I'm sorry, although Kosma asked me to do this, but..."

Hua's expression was complicated. She then dropped a bombshell: she hadn't lied to Griseo; she believed that Griseo should make the decision herself.

Hua felt that Griseo was much stronger Kosma, or perhaps she simply didn't understand what this matter meant.

Griseo shook her head.

"Look, Kosma ... he's just staying here in a different way."

Kosma wanted Hua to help her deceive Griseo, and Griseo lied to Kosma as well. She still used Kosma's colors, so the painting depicts the exact Kosma, and...

A dramatic reversal, completely unexpected.

Hua did not use the Feather of the Wind to deceive Griseo's senses at all.

That's precisely why it's so moving.

Kosma didn't want Griseo to bear the burden of killing him with her own hands, so she asked Hua to use the Feather of the Wind to deceive Griseo. This was Kosma's tenderness.

Griseo was not deceived and made her own choice. She did not draw a mature Kosma as Kosma had suggested, but instead drew the original version of Kosma. This showed Griseo's strength.

Even though they were just children, they cared about each other and wanted to protect each other.

"A white lie told out of concern... Griseo and Kosma were good children, but fate had already dealt them a cruel blow."

Aponia's eyes held a look of sorrow and pity.

"Hmph? Fate? Aponia, do you even believe that yourself? It's less about fate and more about the script."

Kalpas sneered.

"The tragedy was created by the screenwriter, and it was also the final fate they were written by the screenwriter, so..."

Kalpas gleamed with a fierce light in his eyes.

"So, the Kosma depicted in the painting is still the original Kosma, right?"

Ling hesitated for a moment.

"I think so. According to Griseo, they're still using the color of Kosma, but I don't know what that means."

Sakura was a little unsure.

Sakura frowned.

She always felt that Griseo hadn't finished speaking, or that the screenwriter was hiding something big.

"Kosma..."

Kevin glanced at Kosma, whose eyes were glued to the screen.

"You are already a hero."

Kosma was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.

The so-called Morning Light is the earliest ray of light in the morning. It cannot illuminate people's way forward, nor can it give warmth to those who are lost. But it is this ray of light that brings people the hope of survival.

After the Morning Light, the sky will be Stars, a harbinger of salvation.

Kosma rarely smiled when he received approval.

Watching Griseo grow step by step and make her own choices with determination, Blanca and Hen felt half relief and half heartache.

As parents, they don't expect their daughter to achieve great honors; they just hope she can grow up happily and joyfully.

When they saw this scene, their faces showed complex emotions.

[The scene shifts, and the Herrscher of Corruption looks at Griseo in front of her. She already knows everything. She is a little confused. Kosma sacrificed himself to protect Griseo, so why is Griseo coming to her?]

"Because I... can't leave."

Griseo spoke calmly, without any fear of death.

"That's true, I shouldn't have asked that... the reason is too obvious."

The Herrscher of Corruption acted as if everything was under control.

"If Kosma could see this scene now, he would probably be very gratified. The Morning Light he received from Hen... hasn't it been passed down?"

A smile appeared on the lips of the Herrscher of Corruption.

"Alright then... little Griseo, I will take good care of you in his place."

What followed was something that made one's blood pressure soar: Griseo stood in the center of the arena, surrounded by an energy shield, while the Herrscher of Corruption was constantly attacking Griseo.

The audience could do nothing but watch helplessly as this unfolded before them.

"Well."

Yaqing sighed.

This is why movies can't compare to games. In a game, the game could even allow players to personally control the Herrscher of Corruption to kill Griseo, but movies lack that element...

Although the audience didn't get to kill Griseo with their own hands, just watching Griseo being killed was enough to break their nerves.

"I am (swear word) the Herrscher of Corruption!"

Little Knowledge's anger immediately surged.

Elysia rarely gets angry, but this time she was truly angry.