Let's Continue... (Continued)

At least, she knew of someone who possessed the power to change an entire battlefield single-handedly...

"So you chose to surrender? You chose to surrender to those enemies who invaded us?!"

Among the demon kings, one suddenly spoke, his voice causing a shockwave that nearly shattered the phantom images of the other demon kings!

"I have never surrendered, and I will never surrender... I know the source of your anger, and I understand and respect that, but... you are dead."

Theresa's words were utterly calm, her eyes seemingly able to pierce through the very hearts of all demon lords.

"The dead cannot influence the choices of the living... Your anger and incomprehension are your choices. I will not ask you to understand what I have done; I am simply choosing the path that has the best future for Sarkaz..."

"Traitor!"

Before Theresa could finish speaking, another roar erupted from among the demon kings.

They roared, and the surrounding space began to tremble rapidly.

A massive, fiery phantom surged into the sky, and the pain of burning, though intangible, gradually descended upon the girl, causing her brows to furrow slightly.

The cries of "traitor!" echoed repeatedly, like battle roars.

The shock was heart-wrenching and chilling.

But after a moment, Theresa simply spoke calmly.

Is this what you wanted to say?

"Traitor!"

"I don't care what you say..."

"Traitor!"

"You have your own choices..."

"Traitor!"

"But... I also have my own path..."

"Traitor!"

The two voices overlapped and surged repeatedly, creating a surprising sound.

Theresa simply bypassed all the angry ancestors and walked step by step toward the very heart of the region.

In this blood-red world, the core of all the golden threads ultimately lies in only one place.

A stone... emitting specks of crimson...

Ananna, the First Originium... the source of the Sarkaz's Catastrophe...

Theresa gazed quietly at the stone.

The surrounding demon lords also glared angrily at this moment.

But none of this affected the girl's actions.

She simply stared silently at the stone, and after a moment, slowly grasped it in her hand.

The demon kings of all fell silent.

They both knew that no matter how much they said, it wouldn't affect the other.

The long passage of time has proven that, although she appears weak, Theresa possesses the qualities of a demon king!

At this point, all they could do was offer laughable rebuttals, like defeated soldiers.

"You have no right to forgive on our behalf! We will never give in!"

"Certainly."

Theresa looked at the stone and spoke softly, "I am not so arrogant as to forgive anything on your behalf."

"This world has its own rules of operation, and I am ultimately just a tiny part of them."

"I have never been so arrogant as to think I could replace anyone."

Theresa spoke slowly.

Behind her, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

In this world filled with flames, crimson, and golden threads, that light was so pure.

Dazzlingly white...

Theresa watched this scene, her lips slightly pursed.

"All I want to do is find a path to the future for the Sarkaz... As for what happens after me, that's up to them..."

The reunification of soul and body is like a machine that has been dormant for a long time starting to work again.

Theresa struggled to open her eyes.

The dazzling lights overhead made her feel uncomfortable.

Even so, she still struggled to reach out one of her hands.

And soon... she felt weak.

The arm fell uncontrollably.

Can...

"Clatter..."

A soft sound came from behind, and someone reached out and grabbed her arm.

Figures surrounded it.

The glare in Theresa's eyes gradually faded, and that indifferent face reappeared before her.

Just as everyone had promised, she appeared by his side...

"Haven't seen you for a long time..."

Although I don't know how long I've been asleep, it doesn't matter anymore.

Everyone's still here, and that's enough.

"Long time no see, everyone..."

Theresa chuckled softly, her eyes slightly narrowed as she looked at the concerned faces of the crowd, then turned her head to gaze at Maria beside her.

"This time... I think I slept for a bit too long."

Theresa fell into a coma again shortly after regaining consciousness.

Fortunately, before she lost consciousness, she gritted her teeth and handed the strange stone to Maria, who was standing nearby.

'I did it...'

After she finished speaking, she fell asleep once again.

The reactions of the people around them were also quite interesting.

But things didn't get worse.

After being quickly transferred to a ward, Theresa's condition gradually stabilized.

Although her health was still poor, she appeared to be fine.

It may still be some time before he truly awakens.

As for the stone she gave to Maria...

Kal'tsit also provided the answer.

"This is Ananna... the First Originium, and the controller for all Originium."

Kal'tsit's expression was complicated as she looked at the stone in Maria's hand.

As a witness to the entire history of Terra, she certainly knows many of its secrets.

In fact, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Ananna should continue to carry out the plan under her control.

Only...

"Well..."

Kal'tsit rubbed her temples.

She paused for a moment when she saw Maria place the stone on the table in front of her.

"What are you doing...?"

"Didn't you want this stone?"

Maria tilted her head.

She could tell that Kal'tsit cared a lot about the stone.

Although she didn't know the reason, it was clear that she was completely unaware of it at the moment.

Rather than keeping it in your own hands, it's better to hand it over to someone who can make good use of it.

"This..."

Kal'tsit was somewhat surprised to see Maria hand over the stone so readily.

Don't you want it?

What do you want?

"Ananna ..."

Why would I want it?

Maria tilted her head, somewhat puzzled.

Kal'tsit, however, was somewhat speechless.

Why do you want it?

Because of the power and authority it represents, and the mysterious past hidden behind it?

This thing can control Originium!

With it, the entire Terra will regard you as a god...

It's important to understand that while Terra currently facing various problems, they ultimately revolve around three issues: the Originium Daemon and the Seaborn.

To control Ananna means to control a corner of the world's great calamity.

Could anyone resist such a temptation?

"I'm not interested."

Maria shook her head.

Although she didn't know what she had said to Theresa back then, nor what she needed at that time, she was certain that she didn't want this thing for the sake of power.

She's not interested in strength...

Kal'tsit turned her head away helplessly.

After sighing for a moment, she nodded slightly.

However, she ultimately did not claim the stone as its rightful owner and instead quietly put it away.

"You can come to me anytime if you need anything."

After finishing dealing with Kal'tsit's situation, Maria chose to return to Yharnam.

After spending some time learning modern technology, the Doll finished investigating the plan submitted by Yan for Maria, and its gaze gradually became serious.

"The demands you made back then have indeed been fulfilled by the Yan..."

"Over a long period of time, they relentlessly researched and explored... and indeed found what you needed: a way to seal and compress the power of the Great Beast..."

Inside the Hunter's Cabin, the Doll looked at Maria before it and spoke slowly but forcefully.

"According to what is recorded above, this is an ancient spell, seemingly from a long time ago, but it could not be performed."