Mei Finds a Loophole in the Prophecy: She Just Has to Avoid Dying at Apponia's Hands

There was no shouting.

She simply stood in front of the tightly closed door, quietly gazing at the butterfly pattern on it.

"Apponia."

Faint footsteps came from behind the door.

But still no one opened the door.

I know you're there.

silence.

"I know that the entire Realm is trying to stop me."

Still silent.

Mei raised her hand and placed her palm against the cold door.

"But you're wrong."

After leaving the door, Apponia finally spoke.

Where did we go wrong?

You said I would definitely make it to the tenth day.

"Yes."

You said I would die by your hand.

"Yes."

"But you didn't say in what capacity I would stand before you."

For the first time, the breathing behind the door paused very subtly.

Mei whispered:

"If I am only the person you see now, then I am no longer who I am now."

"I will change the way we fight, change our choices, and change everything you see."

You can see my future, but you can't necessarily see the changed me.

After a long silence, Apponia said softly:

"You finally understand."

Mei's eyes narrowed.

"Understand what?"

What truly traps you is never Realm.

A fine crack appears on the butterfly-shaped pattern.

"You believe you must bear everything alone."

Mei stood there, stunned.

Apponia's voice came from behind the door.

"Day ten is approaching."

Are you still coming?

Mei slowly drew her long sword.

Purple lightning rekindled in the darkness.

"Certainly."

"Because this time, I'm not here to ask you to change the prophecy."

She raised the blade and pointed it at the closed door.

"I've come to show you for yourself... whether fate can truly kill someone who has made a new choice."

Outside the Light Screen, the expressions of everyone in the Douluo changed simultaneously.

"She found a way to break the deadlock?" Xiao Xiao asked in surprise.

"It's not certain yet," Huo Yuhao said in a deep voice, "But at least she's no longer acting according to Apponia's pre-set plan."

Tang San's gaze was deep.

"This is true resistance."

Xu Sanshi clenched his fist tightly.

"Well said! What prophecy, what destiny? Let's shatter them first!"

"But she still has to enter Apponia on the tenth day," Ning Tian reminded her softly.

Ning Rongrong's expression turned serious again.

"Doesn't that mean we're still not free from the prophecy?"

"The prophecy says she will die at Apponia's hands," Gu Yuena said, gazing at the Light Screen. "But what if Mei changes her identity, her purpose, or even her relationship with Apponia..."

She didn't continue speaking.

But Tang Wulin already understood what she meant.

The ' Mei ' in the prophecy may not be the Mei today.

The Dragon God slowly spoke:

"The most powerful aspect of fate lies in making all beings believe that it is irreversible."

But fate also has a weakness.

Longbow Wei asked in a deep voice, "What weakness?"

It can only Binding choices that have already been made.

The Dragon God looked at the solitary yet upright figure in the Light Screen.

"The choices yet to be made still belong to the future."

Lei Xiang, A'Dai, Hai Long, Tian Hen, Ye Yinzhu, Zi, Ji Dong, Lie Yan, Rong Nianbing, Zhou Weiqing, and others all kept their eyes fixed on the Light Screen.

Day 10.

Countdown to zero.

The tightly closed door slowly opened.

Apponia finally appeared behind the door.

She was still wearing the butterfly-shaped eye patch, her expression calm.

"Mei."

"You've come."

Mei gripped her long sword tightly and slowly stepped into the darkness.

"Yes."

Apponia raised her hand.

"Ten days from now, you will die by my hand."

The same words rang out again.

This time, however, Mei showed no anger, nor did she question anyone.

She simply looked up at Apponia.

You're wrong.

Apponia's fingers paused slightly.

Mei's figure was split in two by the lightning.

Subsequently, it split into four.

Countless figures identical to her appeared all around her at the same time.

Each Mei wields a long sword and exudes a distinct aura.

What you see is me walking towards you.

"But you didn't see it..."

All the figures raised their swords simultaneously.

"What I bring is never just myself."

Boom...!

The entire Elysian Realm was completely illuminated by endless thunder at this moment.

For the first time, Apponia removed her butterfly-shaped eye patch.

The future she saw was crumbling.

The lightning in the Light Screen suddenly subsided.

The torn future did not continue forward, but instead, like a shattered mirror, reflected the night of the ninth day.

The Elysian Realm fell into a brief silence.

There were no Flame-Chasers to stop them, no frost to block their path, and no whispers of Discipline.

Mei walked alone in a narrow corridor.

She walked very slowly.

Her wounds had been treated briefly, and her long purple hair hung down her shoulders, a few strands still stained with blood. With each step, the soles of her boots left faint red marks on the ground.

But her eyes were clearer than they had been a few days ago.

"It's the ninth day..."

Mei muttered to herself.

At the end of the corridor stood a huge mirror.

The mirror did not reflect her image, but rather a hazy white mist.

Apponia stood silently in the fog.

She wore a butterfly-shaped blindfold and clasped her hands in front of her chest, as if waiting for a predetermined moment.

Mei stopped in front of the mirror.

"You knew I would come here?"

Apponia in the mirror did not answer.

Her figure was shrouded in mist, only her unseen eyes, as if looking through a lens, were gazing at Mei.

Mei and touched the cold mirror surface.

"From day one, you knew what I was going to do."

"I will go to find Elysia, I will break through Kevin's blockade, I will try to overcome the obstacles of the other Flame-Chasers, and I will stand here on the ninth night."

"Is it right?"

Apponia in the mirror remained silent.

This silence, however, brought a hint of understanding to Mei's eyes.

She slowly withdrew her hand.

"So, what exactly is this prophecy you're talking about?"

From the depths of the corridor came Apponia's calm voice.

"On the tenth day, you will die by my hand."

"I will die by your hand..."

Mei repeated it, then suddenly laughed.

The smile was very faint, even tinged with weariness.

But at that very moment, a light suddenly shone in a place in her mind that she had never been able to connect to.

If the prophecy says...

She will die at Apponia's hands.

So, what if she doesn't die at Apponia's hands?

Mei's pupils contracted slightly.

Immediately afterwards, this thought swept through my entire consciousness like a thunderbolt.

"Prophecy only describes the outcome, but does not specify the process."

She looked at Apponia in the mirror, her voice gradually becoming firmer.

"In other words, if I die at the hands of someone else before the tenth day, your prophecy will be invalid."

For the first time, the white mist in the mirror showed noticeable fluctuations.

Extremely slight.

But it didn't escape Mei's eyes.