Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"Kind people should be happy, and fair people should be rewarded. This is how the human world should be. If it is not like this now, then I hope it will be like this in the future... because this is how humanity has always been, realizing its ideals little by little."

One day, may we achieve a just and benevolent world.

Upon hearing this solemn declaration, Typhon was speechless; she believed it was an ideal that could never be realized.

They thought this was just empty talk that sounded nice, but was actually unrealistic and delusional.

She did think so, and it should have been easy for her to dismiss it, but for some reason, she just couldn't bring herself to say it.

Because Typhon understood that Avia knew this as well.

The moment Avia entered Rome, she understood that this Rome was no longer the Rome of the mortal world, but a place created by Qi Huang using a kind of innate barrier in the realm of human spirit.

In short, Qi Huang used Ate's ability to coexist spiritually with humans, allowing anyone who enters Rome now to instantly step into her spiritual realm.

Typhon wanted to say more, but in the next instant, the crimson world was filled with boundless radiance, and she and Avia were on the only, narrow, dark, and dangerous road.

When she came to her senses, there was another person in front of Taizu Long, and she subconsciously suppressed the urge to run away.

"How ugly," Qi Huang sneered. "Another imitator like Francesca."

For Qi Huang, who already knew Francesca's true nature, although she couldn't see Novia's face clearly in the illusion, she felt a similar feeling from Avia in front of her. However, she didn't think it was the same person. She just felt that it was a 'non-human' person who had started imitating Francesca at some point.

"Francesca... So you did see the R'lyeh Scroll, and you used it, didn't you?"

"Indeed, that's precisely why!"

The savior spread his arms wide, "The planet will receive the final revelation, and once again the Garden of Eden where humanity rightfully belongs!"

That bewitching voice echoed between heaven and earth, flying into the distance.

It echoes among the stars, reaching beyond the planets.

The man saw it: a being called the alien god roared, casting countless shadows over the starry sky.

Facing the moon and the earth, they make no attempt to conceal their desires, proclaim their own terror, and display the glory of chaos.

And just as he had imagined in the worst-case scenario, the planet, blinded by the savior, completely gave up any attempt to resist, leaving only the moon's spirit crystals to suppress and stop it.

At the same time, Avia felt something familiar yet strange calling to him from above, as if once the alien god descended, he would involuntarily choose something and do something helpless.

After forcibly suppressing the impulse, the man, knowing there was no need for further words, unleashed all his power.

At this moment, in the only darkness within this world of boundless light, only the echo of thunder reverberates.

Then, thunder roared and a deafening roar, a sharp sound that shook heaven and earth, brewed between the infinite electrodes.

Seeing this, Qi Huang's lips curled into a slight smile as he unleashed his power within that darkness, supported by countless spiritual beliefs and sacred scriptures—

"The gods have long since turned to dust. What connection do you have with the world? The age of gods is long gone."

The surrounding silvery light spots, like an ocean, burst forth with terrifying magic, instantly manifesting as if infinite ether cannons were appearing behind them, and a phantom of the moon emerged from the sky.

Mysterious strength and endurance are meaningless before this sacred text, like the final act of an aging, colossal star, devouring the surrounding spirit; before it, there should only be the possibility of being razed to the ground.

In that brief instant, the power of the sacred texts and faith clashed with the trembling outlines of the violent lightning, producing a sound that tore everything apart.

Then, amidst the roar of the collision between the sacred text, the holy sword, and the demonic sword, it was as if a burning ominous star rose from it, and a massive rift spread out from the two of them.

But then, with a contraction of his wrists, the holy sword and the demonic sword in his hands thrust forward again, striking the savior with a thunderous roar, the holy book emitting a dull thud.

At the same time, Avia was suddenly jolted and involuntarily bent over as Qihuang attacked her abdomen with the power of the Holy Scripture.

The man who was hit staggered back, gasped for breath for a moment, and then quickly recovered, his eyes showing no sign of wavering.

The battle has begun again.

boom!

How much time has actually passed? How many days and nights have passed in a world with different flow rates? We can't even tell anymore. In fact, it doesn't matter in this place.

Qi Huang reached out and grasped the twin swords that Avia had swung down, slowly tightening his grip on them, his smile terrifying:

"So, this is the holy sword that I was rightfully entitled to obtain."

Once again, countless ethereal energy cannons and lunar phantoms erupted as the Savior waved his arm.

It is inexhaustible, with an endless source of energy. Even the World Tree of Norse mythology cannot compare to it now that the Age of Gods has passed. This is the power that allowed him to defeat the Second Mage and the Moon King all by himself.

Under this force, the man fought back stubbornly, but then Qi Huang raised his foot and stomped down on his face.

He rolled, dodged, staggered to his feet, panting heavily, and felt dizzy and his vision blurred.

“Your imitation cannot unleash the full power of the Holy Sword.”

She smiled, raised her hand, and suddenly swung it forward, unleashing terrifying power that drove Avia directly into the wall of the Papal Palace.

"You used my sword to hurt me?"

Qi Huang slowly approached, staring intently at that face: "Who gave you this confidence?"

She slowly bent down and picked up the holy sword that had once belonged to her from the ground, her gentle smile revealing both malice and ferocity:

"It's supposed to be a beautiful end, so why are there still people like you trying to hinder the arrival of Eden?" The Savior shook his head in disappointment. "So, you're not really human. Real people wouldn't hinder this day from coming. As Kobek said, 'Man has many kinds of sin, but this is the oldest evil, the sin of rejecting revelation.'"

Qi Huang slowly raised the holy sword. The holy sword flashed, but the sharp sword stopped abruptly in front of Avia.

The end of the handle was suddenly gripped tightly by a raised hand, preventing any further movement, and light emanating from the Rhine gold burst forth from the man's body.

The sound of the holy sword being rubbed together burst forth as it retreated and then rose.

She moved away inch by inch between the man's raised five fingers.

Emerging from the drowsiness and physical pain, he suddenly raised his hand, clenched it, and clenched his fist with all his might, then swung it out!

It slammed into the Savior's face, and with a deafening roar, Qi Huang was sent flying backward, landing in the boundless radiance.

Then, as the man raised his face and looked in that direction, a deafening roar erupted from the inside of the light.

The light flickered and quickly faded, but in the deepest darkness, a sneer rang out.

"Heh, even so, how long can your current strength last?"

As soon as he finished speaking, once again, countless ether energy cannons and countless lunar phantoms erupted as the savior waved his hands.

Time passed unnoticed. Typhon, now in his 'armor,' gazed at the unprecedented scene before him and realized he couldn't keep up with the two's speed. They were too fast. Even as he continuously unleashed the full power of his molten lava, his machine instantly overloaded, yet he still couldn't keep pace...

And then a certain sound rang out. In her daze, Typhon seemed to hear a cracking sound. Only then did she realize that the cracks were spreading from the armor, which made Typhon feel fear once again, the fear of death.

"I don't want to die... I really don't want to die... I... I don't want to die..."

Her voice was very soft, as if she hadn't said anything at all, but the man still heard her.

So even in the midst of the fierce battle, he still managed to give an answer.

"Is this your wish? Don't worry, I won't let Typhon die." The man declared hoarsely, "After all, you've worked very hard all this time, and I promised you a long time ago, Typhon Everminos, that you would definitely soar through the skies."

"No, you'll die. Besides, I was just saying that casually, please don't take it seriously..."

Although I am terrified of death, I am unwilling to leave like this, because this human being will die.

Typhon didn't want this to happen; after all, he hadn't yet devoured him...

Avia understood that Typhon was still very afraid, but that was normal; death was a terrifying thing for everyone, and he was no exception.

Therefore, he chose to abandon his armor and summon Typhon's mech in this world.

"Ah, right, since the armor won't work, we'll use my mecha. That's right, this guy can't possibly be stronger than those guys from Olympus, yeah, that's right—"

However, the man who resisted the onslaught of the infinite ether cannon and the phantom of the moon by relying on the authority of the Norse just smiled, said nothing, and looked at her.

Typhon sighed impatiently, scratching his head as if pondering what he wanted to say.

"Come in now! Are you trying to make me beg you? Fine, you win, come in now! You won't have to cause trouble for those guys!"

The man stood there, stunned, staring at her as if he were meeting her for the first time.

It wasn't until Typhon finally couldn't bear to reveal his shame and roared again that he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

“Typhon, you know, you were like this the first time I met you, but back then you were genuinely dissatisfied with the world.” He said quietly, “And, I was kind of deceiving you, because I knew you wanted freedom, that’s why I said those things. In other words, our time together was built on a facade, so you—”

"I don't care! That's what you did! That's what you wished for me! You have to take responsibility for me!"

Avia walked to the bottom of Typhon's machine and smiled.

"Alright, alright, since you've said that, of course I'll take responsibility... So, come on."

The man reached out to the Greek Storm Maiden.

Now that I've said that, how can I just stand by and watch you continue to get hurt?

So, amidst the impending, earth-shattering roar, Typhon stared blankly at him for a long time before finally mustering his courage, raising his arm, and stepping over countless ashes and dust, trying to touch his fingertips.

It was like groping for salvation, but the hand waiting there had already reached out to her and firmly grasped her hand.

Typhon stared blankly at him as he turned away, for a long, long time, as if he finally understood something.

"...What is this...?"

“…Hold on tight.” He smiled and told her, “Merry will take you away from here.”

In that critical moment, Meli, within the Rhinegold, also broke free of the illusion, forcibly dimming the glory of the Holy Sword. This allowed Avia to knock Qihuang away in that instant. At the same time, the Flower Magician told him that she could take Avia away from here, away from this sealed spiritual world, back to the real world, even if it was just back to Avalon—

But you can only take one person with you.

"Why?!" she cried out, choking back tears. "I just... I just didn't want you to die! Why did you lie to me...?"

"I'm sorry, I lied to you."

He murmured softly, this was his final farewell and apology, and then revealed a villainous expression to the illusory figure of Meryl.

"...What kind of expression is that?"

"This is the expression of pain that I promised you."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, this doesn't look like it at all. You just have a plain villain's face!"

The man shook his head, as if giving a self-deprecating smile:

"This is only the second time I've acted like this towards someone. After all, I said so many cool things. But if I start to waver and get scared at the end, and I make a fool of myself, it won't look good if others see it. I'm sorry, but even so, I still can't make that kind of expression."

"Then what kind of agreement is this...?"

Mei sighed, watching his retreating figure with a complicated expression.

For a fleeting moment, she wanted this human to go back to where he belonged, without having to care about the destruction of the world.

But in the end, he still picked up his wand and said:

"You... are still so boring. There's really nothing worth remembering about you since I met you."

Even so, she felt somewhat sad.

"Isn't there any other way?" the girl asked softly. "Is it really necessary to do it this way?"

Melly already knew about Avia's plan. As for the savior who was the source of endless power, he wanted to use the Demon Sword True World, a demon sword that should not have appeared now, to seal him back to the time when the demon sword should have been born. In other words, he wanted to seal Qihuang back to the day when the Steel Land might end.

It sounds simple, but the girl really couldn't figure out how to do it. Did this magic sword really have such an effect?

And even if it were truly locked down, you would still suffer terribly.

She didn't know, and didn't quite believe, that it could really be that simple, but she didn't have the courage to question it.

Just as the white-haired girl was about to leave with Typhon, Avia turned around, her voice full of encouragement, and said:

"Don't worry, the future of the world has only just begun."

This was the final farewell. The man calmly raised his head and walked towards the savior.

But behind him, Meryl could no longer suppress the sorrow welling up in her heart: "Those who break their promises should go to hell."

Upon hearing this, the man turned around, looked at the blurry shadow, and smiled nonchalantly.

"That's right, I was destined for hell."

And so, the figure remained in the darkness, as if bearing everything, as it walked into hell, burning its last light.

He said, "And you are going to the true ideal land."

The moment he finished speaking, the mournful cry of the Norse authority emanating from him rose from the space, like a bubble, piercing through layers of obstacles and blockades to reach the moon, where he joined forces with the Moon Spirit Crystal to prevent the evil god from descending.

At this moment, besides the Demonic Sword: True World, which was merging with the Holy Sword, he only had one other thing on his body—

As Qi Huang said, with the support of the planet, it's natural that she can't use the Holy Sword at full power against her, given the contract with Eltrauki.

However, although Eltrauge is a hybrid of a True Ancestor and a Dead Apostle, she also received the white demonic hound from 'Gaia'. Indirectly speaking, she should be a creature that can be recognized by the planet. Therefore, Avia voluntarily complied with the contract and chose to slowly transform herself into a Dead Apostle.

So, at the moment the contract was established, he, imbued with the power of Eltruch, reached out in a daze and gripped the holy sword before him.