"Speed up... the progress?"
Fulisina stared directly at the ' Flame Reaver,' " The Lord Ravager ' has made another move?"
"Ah... there's that dice-headed fellow who's been probing outside, giving the Church's fleet quite a headache."
Blake cleaned the stains off his black robe. "The ' Destruction ' Emanator associated with ' Elation' —why would you choose to cause trouble here instead of visiting the perfectly good Dual-Phase Paradise and Penacony..."
The moment the Lord Ravager was mentioned, Fulisina's face darkened instantly, and she clenched her fists.
Without much thought, with her " Destruction " special attack personality taking over, she conjured a wooden staff and directly opened a portal.
"... I'll handle it."
"Hey?" Blake called out to Fulisina, who was about to rush out. At this moment, the most important thing was to stay rational.
Although these " Lord Ravager " are generally known for their enjoyment of battle, who says there aren't any strategists among them? Let's just say Phantylia is one.
Unfortunately, she was born at the wrong time, encountering the " Whistling Flames " merchant guild, which was highly regarded by Lord Yite, and was thus turned into a night light.
As for his Irontomb, the " Church of Eternity " never clashed with this Lord Ravager, but it is said that he rarely showed his face and was an enemy who did not want to perform on stage.
Hmm... Thinking about it this way, the fact that the Church has clashed with these kinds of strategists so few times suggests that they only know how to enjoy fighting.
In Janusapolis, the " Holy City of Prophecy," Xing and Phainon accompanied Trinnon to Tribios's bedroom.
"It's Tribios..."
"As expected. After all, it's time to set off."
The power of " Remembrance " brings past scenes to life before everyone's eyes.
Young Tribios her head on her mother's lap, watching her Curiosity:
"Mom... are you going to attend 'that ceremony' tomorrow?"
"Yes, my dear girl. What's wrong?"
"Ugh, I want to go too... I have a question for Janus."
The mother stroked Tribios's hair. "Oh? What's the problem?"
"I want to ask, how can we drive away the Black Tide!"
"I see. But it's a pity, this is a secret ceremony, only Mother can preside over it."
"If you want your mom to ask Titan what he thinks... then you have to promise him one thing."
"What is it?"
"You must sleep soundly, and whatever you dream about, don't be afraid--"
Tribios heard her mother's gentle words. "Just like that, sleep soundly until the early morning, until tomorrow, when Aegle opens his eyes again. Can you do that, my dear?"
"That's easy, of course! Tribios is the most powerful Saintess Janus... Little Saintess!"
"But why?" Tribios didn't understand.
"Because... this ceremony might last a long time. My dear child... Mommy will be back tomorrow."
"But if it's too late tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow; if the day after tomorrow doesn't work either, then wait until the next tomorrow. If a very, very long time passes and Mom still hasn't come back..."
"That means the ritual was successful, and Mom found a way to drive away the Black Tide and reach that new world on the other side."
"It's just that for many reasons, Mom can't turn back and pick up my good girl."
"But Mom will be waiting for you over there. As long as you are a brave and kind child, we will definitely meet again in that new world."
"There, at the end of the west wind, beyond the Black Tide, lies a radiant sea of flowers, blessed and protected by the gods."
"In the rosy sky, you will see a silvery-white shallow beach, and the air is filled with a soothing fragrance..."
"That's the end of the journey, where there's no wind, snow, bitter cold, or sudden rain, and no one will be affected by sadness... Your mother will be there waiting for you."
"Wow!" Tribios's eyes lit up. "It sounds like an island from a dream!"
"I understand—I will ride the moon, hoisting the sails made of stars, to find my mother! We've made a promise, okay?"
The mother smiled slightly, "As long as we keep moving towards tomorrow, as long as the sun will rise again tomorrow..."
"Our wishes will be fulfilled together."
The scene shifts, and the now-grown Tribios ends her reminiscence and stands up:
"If the whispers of the Titan as they fell were not mere words... if beyond the Black Tide, at the end of ' Creation,' such a realm truly exists..."
Tribios's gaze hardened. "... Wait for me, Mother."
Watching Tribios leave the bedroom, Trinnon slowly spoke:
"During those dark ten years, when Aegle opened his eyes for the last time... 'we' set off."
Where... did she go?
"This way—" Trinnon led the way, and the three began searching for Tribios. "Next, we need to go through this bookshelf."
"How do we do it? By utilizing Janus's power?"
"She possesses the power to pass through anything, even walls, but she probably hadn't become a demigod yet at that time."
"That's right, at this time 'we' had not yet obtained its power."
"So this obstacle right now... is just a small illusion?" Phainon asked.
"Yes, the answer is simple, it's right on the bookshelf—you can try it yourself."
Xing performed a few simple steps and successfully opened the hidden door inside the bookshelf.
"It was a secret passage..."
"This was originally a secret passage prepared by the Pro-Holy Maiden Faction for my mother and me in case of unforeseen circumstances... Today, it has also become, as expected, our escape Passage."
As Tribios forward, the milk tea in her hand also underwent a change. The black lines wrapped around the cup became thicker, as if foreshadowing something bad.
"The passageways leading to the temple are unexpectedly chaotic... Was this done intentionally?"
"Yes. Unsurprisingly, some people noticed 'our' intentions and wanted to stop us... but others... were willing to pave the way for the Saintess."
With the secret help of Star and Phainon, and by performing the " Oronyx's Miracle," Tribios's journey was virtually unimpeded.
"Wait a minute... Ms. Trinnon, isn't this really us helping your past self?"
Xing realized something was wrong, and she had to reflect: was she replaying Remembrance or disrupting time and space?
"Nothing can change the past. In real history, there were others who helped Tribios."
"We can't remember the details either. But Remembrance has shaped the Years into this way because... it's closer to the answer in our hearts."
Tribios made it smoothly all the way, while Xing was busy and sweating profusely, shuttling back and forth in the Sanctum of Prophecy. Finally, Tribios walked out of the temple.
"Don't be nervous... don't be nervous..." Tribios encouraged herself by taking deep breaths.
"Wow, that was quite a sight back then. These people around here, they must just be civilians, not enemies, right?"
"Most of the time it isn't, but that might change in a bit."