Finale: An Unexpected Visitor

Goodbye, you stupid bug!

"No!!"

Yago grasped the blue light and thrust it towards his heart, but soon, Yago's expression changed. The Blue Light stopped steadily just 0.001 centimeters from his heart because he couldn't move his hand; a long, slender hand emitting Black Aura firmly gripped his arm.

Yago looked up, his eyes widening in shock, and exclaimed the man's name, "Ebson!!"

The gaunt body emanating Black Aura, the sinister face, the black-rimmed glasses, and the fanatical yet sinister expression on his face—it was none other than Ebson.

"Long time no see, Yago, my child. I told you, you would be my greatest creation," Ebson greeted with a smile.

Yago's heart sank; he hadn't expected Ebson to be here!

Ebson seemed to see right through Yago's thoughts. "Yago, my child, you've probably forgotten that day when you tried to stop me, we Fusion first. So, this Mr. Hallucigenia is actually the third party."

"What??"

Unlike Yago's astonishment, the Hallucigenia saw an opportunity. It shouted, "Ebson! I know you! You want my power, don't you? I can grant you that! Help me! Help me completely Fusion this kid! I will give you unimaginable power! You will become the greatest god below me!"

Ebson seemed very interested and immediately moved closer to the Hallucigenia. "Really? It's possible to become a god? But why am I below you? I want to be the one and only."

The Hallucigenia frowned, noticing something amiss with Ebson before it, but still managed to plead, "No! You don't understand! Drawing power from me is useless. What I mean is, I will help you. I will reshape you completely, truly freeing you from human shackles, making you a god as great as me!"

Ebson turned his gaze to Yago. "And you? Yago, my son, what can you offer me?"

Yago: "Bah! You greedy bastard! You killed my father! Everything today is your fault! You bastard! I'll give you nothing! You'll get nothing! Without my father, you are nothing!"

Upon hearing this, Ebson's face instantly turned cold, his expression unusually sinister. He coldly said, "You're right, I am indeed greedy, but if I weren't greedy, could I get what I want? Is pursuing power wrong? Is wanting to become a god wrong? Tell me! Yago! If you were in my shoes, could you resist the temptation of becoming a god?!"

Yago: "Get out!! You bastard!"

Hallucigenia: "You're right! Ebson! The pursuit of power is the essence of life! Come! Help me! I will give you everything you desire!"

Ebson smiled again, snatching the Blue Light from Yago's hand with a swift motion, gazing at the blue light in his hand with fascination, "This... this is power."

The Hallucigenia continued its seductive plea, "Yes~ that's it, help me~ and you'll be able to... Ah!!!!"

Suddenly, the Hallucigenia let out a hysterical scream. Ebson suddenly raised a blue light and slashed down hard from the center of the Hallucigenia. Both the Hallucigenia and Yago instantly felt an excruciating pain as their souls were torn apart.

As Ebson brandished the light in his hand, a cruel smile appeared on his face. In a sudden instant, he reached out and yanked hard, pulling a figure staggering as it was dragged out.

Then a flash of black light!

Thump! Yago fell to the ground in a sorry state. Blue Light landed beside his hand. Yago shook his head, staggered to his feet, and looked behind him.

A deformed figure was twisting and contorting, half of it a grotesque, faceless insect, and the other half the face of Ebson's wicked grin.

Instantly, Yago's expression became complicated. Ebson had forcibly separated him from the Hallucigenia and used it to replace himself. "You..."

Ignoring Yago's hesitation, Ebson maintained his sinister expression and said in a calm tone, "Becoming a god isn't all that great, Norman. Too bad you'll never experience it, you arrogant bastard. I took your life, but now I've saved your son. We're even."

Yago picked up the blue light from the ground and walked over to Ebson and the Hallucigenia. The Hallucigenia, no longer human-shaped, could not speak and could only emit piercing cries. But Yago could sense the strong will to survive in its cries; it was begging for mercy.

The blue light was aimed at Ebson's chest, but it didn't strike. Ebson chuckled, "What? Moved? Reluctant to kill me? Weren't you cursing me fiercely just now? Why are you hesitating now? Do you want to call me uncle? Kid, what kind of melodramatic reconciliation story would you expect? I'm a thoroughly selfish and wicked person, the murderer of your father!"

Hearing Ebson's words, Yago coldly cursed, "Bastard!"

Thud! The blue light pierced Ebson's chest without any resistance. Ebson's body trembled, and in a daze, the appearance of Yago in front of him overlapped with that of Norman when he was young. He seemed to see Norman smiling and putting his arm around his neck, asking him, "My good brother, do you want to go to the Sidro Tavern this afternoon? The waitresses there are all so pretty!"

"Goodbye, you greedy bastard!" With a subtle complexity in his voice, Yago released the blue light, stepped back, and watched as arcs of electricity gradually emerged from Ebson and the increasingly twisted Hallucigenia.

"You forgave him?" The small figure suddenly asked in an ethereal voice beside Yago.

"No," Yago replied calmly.

Great-Grandmother: "Then you still hate him?"

Yago: "Hate!"

Great-Grandmother: "Oh..."

Yago turned to his Great-Grandmother, "Did you help him hide until now?"

Great-Grandmother nodded obediently, and after a moment of silence, Yago whispered, "Thank you."

Looking around at the Paths that was almost completely collapsing, Yago asked, "Is it too late for me to run?"

Great-Grandmother smiled and pointed behind Yago. Yago turned around, and two figures stood quietly. Seeing Yago turn around, a tall figure could no longer hold back and suddenly pounced on him, hugging Yago tightly. The strong Tobacco immediately filled Yago's nostrils.

The usually stern and burly Bill was now in tears, crying, "Son! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry to Norman and Pei Xi..."

It took Yago a moment to realize who this was... his uncle.

The word "uncle" once again brought tears to the eyes of this tough man.

At the same time, another figure walked up to Yago. Looking at the young man with a bitter and resentful expression, Yago didn't know what to say for a moment. After a long while, the Winged Titan, Litt, simply sighed, "You are excellent. I hope you can truly lead the Eldians to revival and prevent tragedies like my family's from happening again."