Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 305 Past
"You will be shattered into a thousand pieces, withering in the soil of a foreign land."

"You will walk with greed, and you will perish for a penny."

"You will bathe in the warm, radiant gold for the last time."

"You will transcend to the ultimate purity, and return to corruption and bitter darkness."

"At the end of the Rainbow Bridge, the Son of the Sky will mend the dawn and dusk."

"At the end of the sea of ​​flowers, the souls of the living will warm your fingertips."

After the banquet, everyone went about their business. Aglaia led Saifeier to the tailor shop, carefully selecting fabrics, intending to have several new outfits made for Saifeier.

At that moment, Xia plunged into the tree garden, immersing herself in the wondrous world of alchemical research, searching for the truth of the world.

Hathaway and Crydela traveled back together.

The current "Senate" is long gone and will not be rebuilt in this "cycle".

Bai'e and Wan Di embarked on the road to Xuanfeng City side by side. Feng Jin moved among the wounded, using her superb medical skills to dispel their pain and bring them hope for life.

Tibo and the other two escorted the people of Janusapolis on their journey home. Their tearful yet hopeful faces spoke of the joy of returning to their homeland.

Then, Xiaodie suddenly sensed a change.

One's own will is observing a scene, and that scene is "Aidiria".

This is a city-state that worships "death," a place where the death titan "Cenathoth" is worshipped.

It is also the homeland of the butterfly.

During the long "Golden Age," a very small number of people grew tired of the stagnant alternation of day and night and decided to seek the return of life. Eleusis, the leader of the ascetics, and his fellow ascetics traveled north and settled in the northern wilderness, where they built "Aedria".

Here, snow falls year-round, the climate is harsh and frigid, and the snow, imbued with the tranquil faith of "Cenatos," can steal the warmth of life. The people of "Aederia" regard "the River Styx never carries barren souls" as truth. They believe that only by walking and enduring enough trials in the world can the followers of Cenatos, with their resilient spirits, traverse the frigid sea and meet "Cenatos." Therefore, although they have no shortage of warriors, they have never invaded the rich lands to the south.

Asceticism is a unique cultural practice of the Aedrians. On a clear day when the snow stops each year, it is called the "Bone-Gathering Festival." Priests go out of the city to search for animal bones. Broken bones are processed into ornaments, while good ones are made into funerary bone swords.

The Aedes worshipped Cenatos (the Titan of Death). They believed death was not the end of life, but a divine blessing, an important part of the cycle of life. In their belief, the River Styx was the passage connecting life and death, and Cenatos was the god who ruled over the River Styx and death. Only with Cenatos's approval and blessing could the soul successfully cross the River Styx and enter the eternal resting place.

The scene unfolds to a cage.

"I don't want to die, please, let me go."

"Please, I don't want to die, I don't want this kind of mercy."

"Ah—I don't want to!"

A prisoner frantically begged for mercy, but it was too late.

Touched by Xia Die Bingbing's hands, this person withered like a flower, heading towards "death".

He collapsed, becoming a cold corpse.

I hate these cold hands.

"Are you crazy? Why did you put a knife in my hand?"

"Mihoyo, you won, and I cried."

"Stop stabbing me! My Xia Die, and this damned lifespan theory! Why are you chasing after me again? With Die by my side, I'm here!"

"Kids, I want to elbow the roast chicken."

"Brother, we have to support you. Count me in when you go."

"My family is planning to roast a whole chicken. Are there any dietary restrictions?" "Onpharos is filled with sunlight, the physical kind (intense sunlight), right?"

Everyone got to experience the allure of the knife once again.

During a sacrificial ceremony, an elderly deer was on a high platform, its life hanging by a thread.

A priestess said in a deep voice.

"Do it, please end his suffering."

Even Xia Die couldn't bear it, and slowly reached out her hand.

Like them before, they faced death.

"Your hands are a blessing from death; only you can bring them peace."

Xia Die ran outside and put on thick gloves.

Even through gloves, the life that comes into contact with the object cannot escape the fate of "death".

"Accept death and walk with Him."

The scene shifts, and Xia Die, with her small figure under a thick tree, has eyes full of loneliness and longing.

Not far away, a group of children were holding hands, happily twirling around a roaring bonfire. Their laughter was clear and melodious, echoing in the night sky like the sweet sound of silver bells. The leaping firelight reflected on their faces, revealing smiles full of joy and innocence.

If the music is "Cry for Me," it shouldn't be too sad.

Because he was born with a "death curse," he has always been alone.

I have no friends.

I can only watch others play from afar and dance in front of my own reflection in the mirror.

But a graceful little girl took the initiative to slowly extend her slender hand, grasp a branch, and then gently offer the other end of the branch to Xiaodie, who was hiding under the tree.

A hint of hesitation and wariness flashed in Xia Die's clear eyes, but in the end she carefully reached out her little hand and gently pinched the branch.

She was still the only one willing to become friends with Xia Die.

And so, the two of them, one in front of the other, slowly made their way towards the campfire, using the branches as a guide. The firelight grew brighter and brighter, the warmth of the fire filled the air, and the children's laughter became clearer and clearer.

Just as she was about to reach the campfire, Xia Die suddenly released the branch as if she had been electrocuted, then turned around and ran away quickly into the night, leaving only a bewildered girl and the still-burning campfire.

Because I was afraid of affecting her.

When the Lord of Will, Xiaodie, saw this scene, tears streamed down her face.

Now, these hands of hers won't bring death to anyone, but you… The scene shifts to the snow-covered landscape of Aedria. The slender Xiaodie struggles through the thick snow, snowflakes falling and hitting her face, but she remains oblivious.

Suddenly, she slipped and fell heavily to the ground. But she didn't cry or fuss. She just gritted her teeth, used her small hands to support herself on the ground, and struggled to get up. She continued to walk in the snow, her small figure appearing particularly strong and lonely against the snow.

Then, the scene changed again.

The young Xia Die seemed to have been reshaped by the magic of time, instantly transforming back into a young girl.

She wore a black cloak that fluttered gently in the breeze as she stood before the temple, surrounded by a group of female priestesses in black robes.

With steady steps, Xia Die slowly descended the temple steps. On both sides of the steps stood various lifelike marble statues, as if they were silently watching the young girl.

The camera followed Xia Die closely as she walked slowly forward in front of the relief sculpture. Before the sculpture, warhorses neighed, and warriors brandished their weapons in fierce combat. The roar of the warhorses and the clash of weapons echoed through the live broadcast room, reaching the ears of the viewers.

But Xia Die was in another world, oblivious to everything, walking with a blank expression, as if the noise and turmoil of the world had nothing to do with her. She was immersed in her own world, moving forward alone and determinedly.