Xingtie: Starting with an in-depth analysis of the Yellow Springs

Kiana: This feels ominous. Mei told me that most of the heroes of the Land of the Dead are gone. Your divine pronouncements are truly literal.

[Walter: I feel the preceding sentence is a tampered oracle. Eulonis said that Cephalus would not send down an oracle of slaughtering his own people, so it's likely that Lygus is involved.]

[Star: Ha, @Laigushi, didn't you say you wouldn't participate in the progress of Onphalus? Divine audience, I think you're hopelessly lost in your own fantasies.]

[Tibo: So what comes later is the real oracle, and we've been wrong for thousands of years.]

[Black Tower: I think I understand now. The Golden Blood achieve their divine right by hunting down the previous generation of Titans. For example, in that summer, they chose destruction for the sake of truth, and the spark of reason inherits their destruction.]

[The Black Tower: If all twelve heirs of the Flame ultimately choose to willingly face destruction, the Iron Tomb will devour their wills, and Onpharos will successfully nurture them.]

[Walter: Is he proving that all destinies end in destruction?]

[The Doctor of Truth: The moment to deny intellectual calculation, thereby reversing the thinking of the All-Knowing One. If successful, He may very well fall into a logical dead end. Lycus's goal is undoubtedly...to destroy the All-Knowing One.]

[Fufu: What?! We were watching the same video, and even the Star God is a target.]

"I don't believe it. Lycus is at best a genius with a scepter, something the Wise One discarded. You think you can turn against the gods?"

[Gold Sand: If the professor's prediction is true, then the galaxy will be in for a stir. While the company upholds its beliefs, it's not entirely against getting involved.]

[Legius: What do the world's opinions matter to me? Lady Black Tower, Mr. Screwgoom, and all you geniuses, what did He do when your knowledge reached its limits? Blockade, hunt, no response.]

Lycurgus: He stands at the end of knowledge, negating all unknown possibilities. What we need is not an omnipotent god, but a door to the unknown.

[Black Tower: I must say, your words are very tempting. I often feel frustrated by being shut out by the boundaries of knowledge, but the birth of the Iron Tomb will lead to widespread destruction. But who can blame me, beautiful Lady Black Tower, for being so kind-hearted?]

[Star: That's fantastic, Black Tower. Of all the geniuses, I like your personality the most.]

[Bai E: It feels awful to be used as a pawn; I can't even speak.]

[Little Candle: Lagushi... I'll remember you.]

The scene shifts, and the grown-up Tyresibias sits slumped on the ground, cradling Janus's fire in her arms, tears streaming down her face.

Unbeknownst to her, she had become like her mother, with her beautiful long red hair mirroring her destiny, the most vibrant color in Onphalus.

“I understand, Janus… Thank you. And… get some sleep.”

The Titans did not only seize the Fire by force; those who passed their trials were qualified to inherit it. No one knows the intensity and fervor with which Tirispeius moved it.

She couldn't help but sob softly, the sound of her tears falling echoing in everyone's chests.

"Mother..."

"Did you...see that...?"

"I have accepted the mission and am about to set off..."

"I will traverse the ruins of the gods and wander among mortals..."

"Thus, the dark fog of Onpharos is dispelled..."

"May we...may all people in the world...follow the myriad paths that have been trodden...and reunite at the end of the fragrant west wind."

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears. From that day forward, she could not cry, at least not in the sight of others. As a saintly messenger of divine pronouncements, she had to be the hope in the hearts of the people of Onphalus.

"Mom...see you tomorrow."

Chapter 359 Who is helping the Holy Maiden?

Bang! Bang! Bang! The doors of Janus's Treasury were knocked on, and clear footsteps could be heard.

The stern guards of the holy city roared, "Anyone who has touched the flame! Whoever it is—disarm and surrender immediately!"

Tirispius held the fire in her bosom. "As expected, it's here after all."

"There's movement! Scatter, prepare—" The guards outside the door were preparing to charge and ram the gate.

Just then, she pushed open the door and walked out, her tear stains already wiped clean, looking at the guard with a slightly stern expression.

The guard on one side asked fearfully, "Holy Maiden? What's going on? Holy Maiden, where is that thief who desecrated the fire?"

"Fool!" The lead Holy City guard slapped him hard on the shoulder. "Look at her arms, she's that thief—"

He waved his hand and ordered, "Line up! Set up your rifles! Reclaim the fire!"

“…Let’s do it.” She was fearless.

"What..." The timid guard unconsciously took a step back; the saintess had lost her mind.

“Come forward, loyal guard, at least do this one thing…pierce my chest.”

The lead guard's face darkened. "What are you planning..."

She reiterated, "This is my last concession. If any of you want to achieve great things and rise to the top... you all know me, so I'm right here—go for it!"

"But if there are still loyal guards among you, quickly make way for the saintess..."

"Otherwise, according to the Holy City's laws, anyone who is disrespectful to the Holy Maiden or even resorts to violence will be killed without exception!"

Then, Tirispyos abandoned her resistance and stepped forward, causing the guards to retreat. The timid guards, terrified, could barely hold their weapons, crying out, "Captain... what do we do...?"

"This...this..." The captain hesitated for a moment, then revealed a ruthless look, "Make your move...kill her!"

If he lets the saintess leave, the authorities will hold him accountable. Since that's the case, it's better to go all the way.

He casually incited his comrades, "Brothers who want a better life, follow me... kill this traitor and claim the reward with her head...!"

[Tibo: Is this our past? My memories are blurry now, but I vaguely remember someone helping us.]

[Rin: This is so infuriating! I really want to travel back in time, grab the saintess's hand, and run away.]

[Fou: Did Tirispyos foresee this all along? Every step she took was so precise, as if she had rehearsed it countless times.]

[Bai'er: Teacher Tibao, as the first demigod, I never imagined you would embark on the path of fire-chasing with no power whatsoever, relying solely on your mortal body. What if the oracle was false?]

[Tining: It turns out we succeeded. We not only found Aya and Adie, but also you all. The future predicted by the oracle is becoming a reality.]

[Qingque: I, for one, cannot do it. To split myself into a thousand pieces for a vague and uncertain prophecy.]

[Xia Die: Over the course of a thousand years, they were disliked by the rulers for spreading blasphemous prophecies, and were even hunted down and captured by assassins. Most of the Tibo did not die from the exhaustion of the Hundred Realms Gate's energy.]

[Little Candle: If I'm not mistaken, the main assassination attempt was carried out by the Senate's purgers. Hmph, hyenas greedy for divine power.]

[Hu Tao: How did she persevere? Even as her memory faded, she still remembered everything from the divine oracle. She was only twenty years old back then; what incredible willpower and determination!]

[Robin: I want to write a song for the Golden Family, to praise them, and to let everyone remember that there is a group of heroes in the galaxy who fight for humanity.]

[Sunday: I support you, sister. I can play the piano for you if you need it.]

[Hanabi: You're such a siscon. Ahem… The great director Hanabi can design a music video for you.]

Wendy: It's ironic. The saint who gave everything for the people of Onphalus is now besieged by guards who covet wealth and power.

Bai E's gaze was sharp as a knife. "How can we just stand by and watch? Partner, let's join in!"

Heh... I couldn't wait any longer.

The indestructible bat spun twice in his palm, and Xing swung it, knocking down the guard who came forward.

From the guard's perspective, they couldn't see Bai E and Xing at all; they could only feel the physical pain and sensations—real yet unreal.

"How can it be……"

"Could it be that Titan... is on her side...?"

The leading Holy City guard died with his eyes wide open, wondering what he had done to deserve the Titans' attention.

Tirispyos was not alarmed; on the contrary, she had anticipated this. She calmly stepped over the fallen corpses and continued her escape with the embers.

Because the guards who were disturbed by the noise are on their way.

"The road... is opening up for me."

“Janus…protect me.”

There are always people clearing obstacles for the saintess on her path, as if she is blessed by fate. No matter how powerful the enemy is, they cannot stop her.

Finally, she reached the last step.

But ahead, a strange beast kept by the Holy City Guard was watching intently, its sharp claws gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

"This should be the last stop; we have to get her out of this predicament." But Bai'er was still baffled. "Who exactly is helping Tirispyos escape?"

They come from the future, so who are they from the past?

Moreover, the fact that they're chasing people all over the city doesn't seem like they have any allies at all...

Bai E was trapped in logic: "If she did it all by herself, wouldn't our presence in the process be too strong?"

“From the moment she entered the vault, Tirispyos was all alone,” Tinin added. “But what do we mean to her… the answer to that question lies at the end of this memory.”

Bai E nodded. "Since Teacher Tining has said so, let's focus on the task at hand. Everyone, let's go!"

It was just a strange beast; the two of them working together could even fight a Titan, and they easily ended the battle.

Tirispius passed through the gate and gazed at the distant mountains. "Finally... behind this mountain gate lies the vast world."

"My journey will begin here."

She suddenly turned her head. "God of the Gates, are you watching me? The path you have not yet completed... I will finish it."

There was no response. Janus... sweet dreams.

Looking around, I could already faintly hear footsteps. "This place is not safe to stay any longer. It's time to go."

[Star: Yay! Tirispius finally escaped. Partner, it's all thanks to our perfect teamwork.]

[Bai E: That's true. But I still can't understand why Xing and I are involved in past memories, and who exactly helped her in the past.]

[Fireworks: Could it be March 7th? Didn't Xilian say before that March had already entered Onpharos, and that she had just returned to the past?]

[Himeko: When Oronis saw the camera, it cried out for its mother. It seems you two might not have lived in the same era.]

[Star: Then how do we save March? We can't go back to the beginning of the cycle, can we?]

[Ring: The spacetime theory that we consider fallacious seems to actually work in Onfaros, since its essence is computers; the data wasn't destroyed, so it could potentially reappear at any point in time.]

[Xia Die: Let's watch and see, the answer will be revealed soon.]

Chapter 360 A Dialogue Between the Past and the Future

"It seems... the memories end here." Bai E saw nothing before him, and Ti Bao's phantom had also disappeared. In the end, he still could not know the truth.

Tinning stared ahead, “...No, not yet.”

"The question that's been puzzling you... she's about to answer it."

The image freezes, covered in color, as Tirispie runs headlong into the future, her red hair flowing smoothly like ribbons, her fluttering skirt intertwining with light and shadow to create a poem.

Behind her were sketches of several people, barely covered by light colors. Although the lines and colors were simple, they evoked a dreamlike feeling, as if they were right before one's eyes.

"But nothing happened." Confusion enveloped Bai E, his lifeless eyes staring at Tirispyos's retreating figure.

"What are you, or rather, what are you hesitating about right now?"

"If she already knew that this journey to the fire, as the Titans had said, would indeed unleash a massive catastrophe, accompanied by numerous sacrifices, including her own..."

Will she still pass through this mountain gate and embark on her journey?

“I think…” the girl suddenly turned around, initiating this dialogue that transcends time and space, “you already know the answer and have made the decision yourself.”

Bai E was taken aback. "What...you...can hear us?"

Tinning reached out her little hand, wanting to touch her past self. "No... she can't hear us, and she can't see us."

"But she knew that one day, someone would come back here and unearth those long-forgotten memories."

"Who exactly offered help back then is now lost to history. But that kindness remains etched in our hearts, inspiring us to move forward—to stay true to our original aspirations, time has crafted this memory into a special letter."

“She wrote this from the past Tilysippius and sent it to her future self. In this memory, it is the future Tilysippius who overcomes all difficulties for her and sends her on a long journey... to the tomorrow in which we live.”

[Star: I'm a little confused. Tinin means that we helped the past Tirispeius through memories, and someone in the past must have helped her in the same place. Who was that person?]

[Qingque: It must be a faction close to the Holy Maiden secretly helping her, but judging from the situation, she herself doesn't even know who it is.]

[Bai'e: Even if you lose everything, Teacher Tibao, you still have no regrets about embarking on the path of fire chasing. Is it really worth it?]

[Tibo: Little White, I haven't lost much, just myself. The end of Onphalus is near, and everyone's future fate is far greater than my own. Someone has to stand up, right?]

[Bai E: Teacher Ti Bao...]

[Fu Xuan: The people of the future, who knew history, still chose to help her escape the temple and see the answers she left behind. Wasn't that the motivation that inspired her to persevere?]