Terminus's Divine Body, Firefly's Third Death

Dahlia slowly closed her eyes, letting out a long, soft sigh.

Then, she slowly opened her eyes and said with absolute sincerity:

"Then, I must confess my final lie."

"I never showed you anyone's memories, including my own."

"Everything you saw was a script I obtained by sheer coincidence."

"It recorded everything that truly happened, and with its stimulation, you actually stepped into those memories from your own perspective, remembering it all once more."

Stelle frowned, her face full of confusion as she pressed: "What does that mean?"

Dahlia looked at her steadily, answering word by word:

"It means you are different, unique."

"You have done what no one has ever done before."

"Even though your memories had been burned to ashes, you were able to recall them again and treasure them in your heart once more."

"The Stellaron Hunters say you are the one who can turn time and give it meaning."

"You are also the one who can shift fate and fulfill what is lacking."

"Come, I want to show you something."

The scene shifted abruptly.

Their gaze fell upon a dim room.

In the room, only a few candles burned quietly, casting a faint, amber glow that stretched the surrounding shadows long and thin.

Stelle spotted Dahlia standing by the sofa at a glance.

And on the sofa, a pitch-black Black Cat was curled up, its eyes a brilliant, radiant gold.

Stelle's pupils constricted slightly, and she blurted out instinctively:

"...Elio?"

Before the words had even left her lips, she rushed to the side of the sofa, unable to wait.

The outline of the Black Cat on the sofa became clearer.

Its body seemed hidden within black smoke, exuding an indescribable, eerie mystery.

Those golden pupils were, in fact, somewhat similar to Stelle's own eyes.

Dahlia walked slowly behind Stelle, her voice low and solemn:

"This is what I promised you... the truth about the 'End'."

As she spoke, Dahlia raised a hand to point at the Black Cat on the sofa, explaining slowly:

"It is not Elio, but a sliver of the divine body of Terminus."

Stelle was slightly stunned, catching the keyword and asking: "A sliver?"

Dahlia placed a hand on her chest and closed her eyes, as if carefully recalling something.

A moment later, she spoke slowly:

"I have never witnessed this myself; this is the scene the Stellaron Hunters described to me."

"When Terminus ascended to godhood once more, He offered up a divine manifestation of a thousand hands and declared—"

"'Now I become the End, holding high the Time Wheel, to destroy the world.'"

"Since then, Terminus has manifested as a swarm of pitch-black cats, each containing a portion of His divine power."

"They set out from the end of the world, traveling backward through time until the very moment the universe was born."

"And what you see before you is one of them."

"Elio is a more special existence; only the Stellaron Hunters know his true face."

Stelle was filled with doubt and couldn't help but ask: "What connection do I have with him?"

Dahlia shook her head gently, her tone heavy:

"He will tell you the truth about the ending you have yet to recall."

"But you must be prepared."

At this point, Dahlia's voice paused, and she finally dropped all pretense.

"In truth, after Sunday fell, Firefly did not go to see anyone until she left Penacony, including you."

"She knew how tragic the third death would be, so she only dared to watch you from afar, hiding away alone when she was on the verge of fading."

The image on the Sky Screen stopped abruptly at that very moment.

It ended so suddenly that everyone on the Douluo Continent who had been looking up and watching intently was left stunned.

But the next second, an indescribable heaviness surged into their hearts.

Firefly's third death was perhaps because she feared causing Stelle sorrow.

She did not tell Stelle, instead hiding away to meet her death in solitude.

People's hearts felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer, stifled to the point of being unable to breathe.

What is truly the most moving?

What is the most unforgettable?

What is the most heart-wrenching?

Everyone is accustomed to those face-to-face partings of life and death.

Yet this silent departure makes one feel an even more suffocating sorrow and poignancy.

Firefly loved Stelle so deeply, willing to sacrifice herself for her time and time again.

More importantly, she knew how much psychological trauma it would cause Stelle to witness such a sacrifice.

Thus, for her final death, Firefly did not tell Stelle.

She hid in a place unknown to anyone, dying quietly and alone.

She hoped even more that Stelle could enjoy joy and happiness in a beautiful dream.

Rather than adding even a shred of sadness and pain because of her departure.

[Top-tier Genius Showdown: Top 1 Stelle vs. Top 3 Tang San]

[Round 1: Firefly's Three Deaths vs. Xiao Wu's Sacrifice Sky Screen Exposure Concluded]

[All sentient beings on the Douluo Continent may cast their votes]

[Your votes will determine the winner of the first PK]

[The winner receives a reward, the loser suffers a penalty; the PK begins now]

As the cold text appeared, a bar graph emerged beside the figures of Firefly and Xiao Wu on the Sky Screen.

Across the Douluo Continent, two options appeared out of thin air before every human and sentient soul beast.

A fluorescent green button represented a vote for Firefly.

A red button represented a vote for Xiao Wu.

Even before Stelle, these two buttons appeared.

Without a moment's hesitation, she raised her hand and pressed the fluorescent green button.

In an instant, countless living beings across the Douluo Continent pressed their buttons almost subconsciously.

High in the sky, the two statistical bars beside Firefly and Xiao Wu began to climb frantically!

Stelle widened her large eyes, staring at the Sky Screen with full anticipation.

On the other side, Tang San sprang up from his sofa, lunging toward the window to stare fixedly at the voting bars on the Sky Screen.

But in just a blink, Tang San's complexion turned as pale as paper.

He clenched his fists tightly and slammed them against the glass window in front of him!

The glass shattered upon impact, and sharp shards sliced his palms, bright red blood instantly staining his fingertips.

Tang San's eyes were filled with unwillingness and disbelief.

Because in the blink of an eye, the fluorescent green statistical bar had soared upward as if it were riding a rocket.

The value was actually more than ten times higher than Xiao Wu's red statistical bar!

In other words, the vast majority of soul masters and soul beasts across the entire continent had voted for Firefly, not Xiao Wu.

Tang San had failed completely and utterly.

He truly could not imagine it.

He had clearly done everything in his power to protect Xiao Wu, nearly losing his life to the people of the Martial Soul Hall.

He had even gone so far as to break his own leg bones, using self-mutilation to stimulate the potential of his soul bones, just to trade for a chance for Xiao Wu to escape.

Xiao Wu, for her part, had been willing to sacrifice her soul to save him, choosing to become his soul ring even if it meant she could never be reincarnated, all to help him survive that death battle.

Was such deep affection and sacrifice not enough?

Watching the lopsided gap on the Sky Screen, Xiao Wu also clenched her fists, her eyes rimmed with red, her heart filled with resentment.

To soul beasts, sacrifice is the greatest and most resolute offering!

Beside him, Tang Hao was trembling with rage, suddenly slamming the teacup in his hand onto the floor.

Porcelain shards scattered, and tea splashed everywhere.

He stared fixedly at the direction of the hotel entrance, his gaze venomous, his teeth gritted in hatred.

His son, Tang San, was destined to become a god!

Now that he had lost to Stelle, he would soon face the punishment of the Sky Screen.

If this punishment were to completely sever his son's path to godhood, then so be it.

If Tang San could not become a god, then his wife, Ah Yin, would have absolutely no possibility of resurrection!

At this moment, a monstrous rage completely overwhelmed Tang Hao's reason.

He had already suspected that the terrifying powers of Stelle were nothing but illusions that could only be realized within a dream.

Now, with new grudges piled upon old, he could no longer endure the fire in his heart.

Furthermore, to ensure Tang San escaped the punishment, Tang Hao let out a violent roar, shattering the roof and soaring straight into the sky!

Without a moment's hesitation, he released his martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.

In an instant, brilliant golden light and blood-red spirit rings bathed the entire sky in a crimson glow.

Tang Hao held the Clear Sky Hammer high, carrying the momentum to destroy heaven and earth, and smashed it fiercely toward the direction of Stelle!

He intended to execute this little girl right here and now!

In his view, as long as Stelle died, this PK on the Sky Screen would collapse on its own.

The punishment, naturally, would not descend upon Tang San.

Tang Hao's roar exploded in the sky like a thunderclap: "Little girl! Don't blame this old man for being ruthless!"

"If you must blame someone, blame yourself for ever coming into this world!"

"Go to hell!"