Black Calamity Strikes! The Changed Cycle??

Consciousness was pulled into that black and white void, and the surrounding space collapsed inch by inch.

The shattered white and black, like a broken mirror, draws Bai Yuan into a world that is both familiar and strange to him.

A flurry of golden leaves danced before his eyes, like countless golden butterflies fluttering in the air.

This is absolutely not a scene found anywhere else in the Douluo Continent.

"The Grove of Epiphany?"

Bai Yuan blurted out, his body instinctively tensing up.

Ahead, a black figure slowly drew a black greatsword shaped like Twisted Sun and a New Moon -shaped scythe.

The Black Robe monster exuded a palpable killing intent, his aura merging seamlessly with the surrounding Black Tide.

He was about to rush forward to stop them, regardless of the consequences.

Suddenly, he realized that there were two other people standing beside him.

The woman on the left has long, silvery-white hair that gradually turns purple, cascading down to her waist. Her moon-white dress is adorned with budding flowers and fluttering butterflies.

Her eyes were cold and aloof, and her whole being exuded an unapproachable solemnity.

That's Castorice.

The red-haired girl on the right is wearing a white dress and adorned with wings, but her two shoes, one black and one white, are particularly eye-catching.

That's Trianne.

"Etc!"

Bai Yuan suddenly stretched out his arm to block the three people, and the phantom wings on his back suddenly unfolded.

He remembered.

This is likely a scene depicting the Flame Reaver attacking the Tree Court in an attempt to seize the Core Flame the "Titan of Reason," Cerces!

In the original storyline, when the Black Tide struck, Trianne was supposed to shield her sisters from a fatal blow here.

Now, he must change all of that.

Black Calamity raised his heavy sword, his figure transforming into a black streak of light.

Bai Yuan disregarded everything else and charged straight at the blade that was capable of crushing everything.

"Bang!"

The shockwave from the collision sent Bai Yuan staggering back several steps, his hands and fingers going numb.

This body is not strong enough.

"Huh?"

Black Calamity's figure paused slightly, and his pupils behind the mask seemed to focus for a moment.

"This is??"

The figure wearing a black hood seemed to be watching this guy who had appeared out of nowhere, yet looked damnably like him.

Castorice stepped forward, silently conjuring a purple scythe that gleamed with an eerie light in her hand, completely obscuring Trianne behind her.

"Since that's the case..."

At that Anaxa slowly raised her head.

A sharp glint flashed in his heterochromatic eyes, and the red-blue gradient pupil beneath the black eyepatch in his left eye gleamed with a cold, eerie light.

A slight smile played on his lips as he whispered to the Black Tide that was devouring everything.

I've been waiting for you for so long.

The Fire Thief's body suddenly stiffened, and something burst forth from deep within his chest.

Black flames shot out from the wound.

He looked down at the hand that had pierced through his chest from behind, and the pupils behind the mask trembled slightly.

"You..."

Black Calamity's voice was hoarse and deep.

Anaxa, but simply pushed her palm forward a little more.

Bai Yuan lay on the ground, his chest heaving violently, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth.

He gasped for breath, staring at the figure of the Black Calamity.

He watched Anaxa's arm, which had pierced his chest, was pulled out from behind him.

His gaze fell on Anaxa's expressionless face, but his mind was racing.

He already knew Anaxa.

You knew it the moment he charged forward, you knew it the moment he spread his wings.

It was clear from the moment he proactively approached Black Calamity, deliberately created openings, and used himself as bait to lure Black Calamity into making a move.

Because he remembered that part of the plot.

At the Grove of Epiphany, the Flame Reaver attacked. Trianne should have been seriously injured here, but at the Anaxa when Sersis possessed her, Xia lurked in the shadows, waiting for the best opportunity to strike and kill her.

He remembered, so he rushed forward.

It wasn't to show off as a hero, but to buy time and create an opportunity for Anaxa.

Create a future where one strike is fatal!

The Black Calamity power belonging to the Fire Thief was flowing steadily into his body along his arm.

And that broken body, which had witnessed countless reincarnations, was beginning to crumble from the edges.

It transformed into countless tiny specks of light, slowly drifting away in the void.

Black Calamity's body froze in mid-air.

He didn't struggle, nor did he turn around to look at the hand that had pierced his chest.

He could only look at Bai Yuan not far away through the mask, and there was something indescribable in his eyes.

At that Anaxa withdrew his hand, the black flames slowly extinguished in his palm, and then he looked up at Bai Yuan.

Castorice slowly lowered the purple scythe in her hand. Trianne peeked out from behind her, the red-haired loli's eyes still filled with lingering fear.

The wind swept across the ruins of the Grove of Epiphany, and golden leaves still danced in the air.

Black Calamity's figure slowly dissipated in the void, turning into countless points of light, like stars gradually disappearing in the night sky.

He never looked back until his death; he kept looking at Bai Yuan until his last breath.

Where the Black Calamity dissipated, the specks of light had not yet faded.

Bai Yuan's heart was still pounding in his chest.

The black figure, almost completely torn apart, reformed from the void.

The greatsword that Twisted Sun and the New Moon -shaped scythe were still in his hands, and the pupils behind the mask remained empty, devoid of any warmth belonging to the living.

But he just stood there, like a ghost that had crawled back from the underworld.

"Impossible."

"Wasn't I killed with a single blow?"

At that Anaxa's heterochromatic pupils contracted sharply. The embers of black flame in his palm had not yet dissipated. This was the chest he had pierced with his own hands, the Flame Reaver he had torn apart with his own hands.

But in less than a breath, that person was standing in front of them again.

Castorice gripped her scythe and held it horizontally in front of Tribbie, the purple blade drawing a cold arc of light in the void.

"As expected... is it truly unchangeable?"

Bai Yuan lay on the ground, his chest heaving violently, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth.

He thought he had succeeded, that this time it was different from the original story.

But Black Calamity stood up again.

It seems there's no way to change this even with the Core Flame!

Just as Castorice was about to swing her scythe, at the Anaxa regrouped her Soul Power,

The Black Calamity stirred.

The black figure did not pounce on Castorice.

He charged straight at Bai Yuan.

The greatsword and scythe left two dark arcs trailing behind him, and the resulting gust of wind stung Bai Yuan's cheeks.

He's going to make a move against Bai Yuan!

Castorice had already swung her scythe halfway, and at that Anaxa's palm was already gathering the power for the next strike.

But Black Calamity's speed was too fast, so fast that their attempts to intercept him were sluggish.

The heavy sword cleaved down.

His mask was almost pressed against Bai Yuan's face, less than a foot away from Bai Yuan's brow.

The heavy sword hovered above Bai Yuan's head, while the scythe rested beside his neck.

"Is the future... you?"

Black Calamity's voice came from behind the mask.

His voice was hoarse and low, with a tremor that even he himself couldn't quite explain.

Bai Yuan's pupils dilated slightly.

The next second, Black Calamity abruptly sheathed his greatsword and scythe, and his body sprang backward.

They deliberately retreated towards the golden triangular door that was unfolding in the void.

Trianne had woken up at some point, her hand resting on the ground.

Golden light surged from her palm, tearing a triangular rift in the void.

Hundred Realms Gate!!!

Open!!!!

Black Calamity's figure disappeared into the golden light, and the Hundred Realms Gate slowly closed behind him.

His mask glanced at Bai Yuan one last time, his gaze even more complex than before.

It's not hatred, it's not anger.

It is a weariness that has traversed countless cycles.

The door is closed.

The ruins of the Grove of Epiphany fell silent.

Bai Yuan lay on the ground, gazing at the gray-white sky above.

He thought he had changed history.

Trianne was unharmed, while Black Calamity was killed by Anaxa.

In the end, everything still went according to the script; Black Calamity almost succeeded, Trianne still opened the Hundred Realms Gate.

But some things are different now.

Bai Yuan closed his eyes.

The look in the eyes behind that mask sent chills down his spine.