"That Aeon actually cast a glance at Penacony at a time like this..." Sunday turned around and looked at the group of people walking towards him, somewhat surprised. "Is it the resonance of the ' Trailblaze ' legacy? Or is it that your tacit understanding can even move the Aeon?"
"In my opinion, there is another possibility—" Himeko smiled at Sunday, "Perhaps He also wanted to know who would control Penacony's future, which is why He came to witness on behalf of the deceased Aeon."
On Sunday, after a moment of silence, lost in thought, he walked towards the crowd and solemnly began, "In that case, on behalf of the Dream Master of Penacony and the 107,336 members of the Oak Family, I formally extend an invitation to you all—"
"We cordially invite you to the Penacony Grand Theater for the upcoming Charmony Festival. Of course, you will not be in the audience, but at the center of the stage. The future of the Stellaron, Penacony, and indeed the entire galaxy, is at stake. To be fair, we will settle this there."
"Since you all firmly believe in the path of Akivili, then show me His courage and resolve." After saying this, Sunday left the scene on his own, which could be considered a formal declaration of war.
"Does he mean we should compete at the Charmony Festival?" March 7th asked curiously. "That's probably it," Hanxing replied from the side. "How strange! I was worried the big villain would cause trouble, but in the end he was still talking about 'fairness'... Could it be that he doesn't even consider us a threat?"
"In my opinion, Sunday is deeply convinced of his ideals and genuinely wants to prove the correctness of ' Order ' to us. I sense a strong conviction and desire for control from him; if he cannot win fair and square, he probably won't be able to justify it to himself," Himeko answered March 7th's second question. "And that's why he will undoubtedly go all out in the upcoming duel."
"We can't let him down either, we will never back down!" Yan Bai responded from the side. "We've even dealt with the ' Destruction ' Lord Ravager, so ' Order ' is definitely no problem for us," March 7th said confidently.
"No matter what, the Astral Express cannot stand idly by and ignore the Stellaron. ' Trailblaze ' a future for Penacony is also the long-cherished wish of Mikhail and his predecessors. Everyone, now that we have taken the baton, we must not let them down." Himeko encouraged everyone, but Firefly immediately spoke up:
"But the same applies to ' Order.' Their plan wasn't something that happened overnight; behind it lies a vast consciousness nurtured by the ' Planet of Festivities ' for hundreds of years—" "The desire to dream, the laziness to slumber, and the escapism, the willingness to give up..." Hanxing continued, picking up where Firefly left off. "The emotions that people are unconsciously fostered have become the cradle for the birth of ' Order's ' beautiful dream."
"That's right, using the will of an entire world to drive the birth of a Aeon... This duel is not just a simple clash of power. For the future of Penacony, you can't be the only ones fighting on this stage," Firefly continued, while giving Hanxing a wink.
"You? What do you mean? You're not coming with us...?" March 7th asked worriedly. " Yan Bai will continue to travel with you. As for us, we have to head to the next battlefield," Hanxing replied from the side. "Yes," Firefly nodded and began to explain to the others:
"... Before I set off, ' Destiny's Slave ' told me that this journey would bring me unforgettable gains. The script he gave me was only a few lines long, yet it was impossible to ignore. Because one line read... I will experience 'death' three times in the land of my dreams."
"Three, three deaths?! That must be in quotes, right?" March 7th exclaimed in surprise. "It's alright, at least Hanxing is by my side, he can keep me safe." Firefly explained with a smile, then became serious. "The first time was like the pain of death, my body was pierced by the ' Dormancy ' wing blade, which led to all the subsequent stories. The script will definitely come true, but the form... will only be revealed when that page is turned."
"So now, I understand the meaning of the second 'death' and I'm going to put it into action. If all goes well, this will provide you with crucial support. Only by winning this victory can Penacony have a future. And only then will the yet-to-come third, and final, death... not come in the worst possible way."
"The worst-case scenario, isn't that..." March 7th rationally stopped herself from finishing her sentence, but Himeko continued, "True 'death'... Everyone in Penacony will be forever lost in the beautiful dream of ' Order '."
"That's the future we'll fight tooth and nail to rewrite," Hanxing said firmly. "Miss Firefly, are you... prepared?" Himeko, looking at Firefly with concern.
"Yes." Firefly nodded heavily. "If it weren't for that, I wouldn't be here." "Thank you again for your help with the Astral Express. I hope we'll meet again in reality." Himeko's words marked her farewell. "Yes, goodbye, everyone. May your Trailblaze journey never end."
Hanxing looked at Yan Bai and said, "When the purple meteor streaks across the night sky, please lead everyone to the gap in the sky; that's the passage we left for the final battle." They had already learned about the Ena's Dream from Elio, and they should pave the way for them. As Hanxing finished speaking, the door on the ceiling of the venue slowly opened, and a beam of light shone down, revealing the view from above. Firefly turned around, and the transformation device appeared in her hand:
"I dreamt of scorched earth." "Everyone, are you ready?" Himeko looked around, her determined gaze inspiring everyone. "A new bud broke through the soil, blooming in the morning sun, whispering to me..." Suddenly, a heat wave swept in, and the Sam mech appeared on the spot. "Farewell." Hanxing smiled at everyone, turned around, and huge wings of light appeared behind her.
As the SoulGlad fountain erupted, the platform rose rapidly, and the Astral Express Crew's eyes were fixed on the sky. "Fireflies fly towards the flame, facing death to live." The platform was propelled to its highest point, and the two Firefly, with their backs to the platform, took flight, leaving everyone with a final farewell. "May we meet again in the clear reality." A red and a gold meteor streaked across the sky before everyone's eyes, heading towards their respective battlefields.
"Individual strength may be weak, but we can still do something before the ' Finality ' arrives..."