Gray Serpent saw so many Lords appear that its CPU nearly crashed.
"Gray Serpent, long ti no see. Do you still rember ?" Mobius smiled.
To it, Mobius was a creator. The one who had given it life in this world.
"Gray Serpent, if you had to choose a Lord between Mobius and Kevin, who would you pick?" Koji asked.
Gray Serpent: "..."
Even as a machine, Gray Serpent did not know how to answer. The pressure was imnse.
If it picked wrong, would it be torn down into scrap?
"Boring question," Mobius said coolly. "Hurry and take us over."
Koji nodded and led the Fla-Chasers into Omphalos.
Because a large number of outsiders had shown up all at once, the Ancient Dynasty's administrator automatons were baffled. To protect the secrecy of the experint, this place had been specially encrypted. Even Volka Kakamu couldn't observe it.
How did so many variables suddenly enter? Earlier, Phainon and that pink-haired scher had already started Eternal Return—more than thirty million loops. If they stirred up more trouble, could the Iron Tomb still be born?
The Ancient Dynasty decided to witness these uninvited guests in person.
"So this is a simulated data world. It does have a bit of the Elysian Realm's flavor," Vill-V said evenly.
"The Solar System is too barren. No vitality. You can't live there. Only those with sothing extraordinary, shackled by the Cocoon of Finality, can survive in the Solar System," Koji said with a smile.
None of the Fla-Chasers disagreed. Their civilization had been strangled by the Cocoon of Finality.
Suddenly a stone statue in the distance moved. The stone shell flaked away, revealing monsters within. Koji recognized them.
Minions of the Titan.
Swish, swish, swish—
Elysia brought out bygone crystal blossoms—her favorite. She drew and loosed. Crystal arrows flashed and felled the Titan's minions in an instant.
"I thought I'd be weak here," Elysia said, surprised. Entering a broader world, it was natural to worry that your power would fall behind.
"Don't be fooled by the Solar System's isolation. Its top fighters aren't weak. Put in this world, the Herrscher of Finality ranks very high," Koji said.
A single strike could burst a star. Even the Archivist admitted that Makima could, by will alone, stir waves on par with an Envoy. That definitely wasn't the Herrscher of Finality's full power.
"Cy… Cyrene?"
A white-haired youth appeared. He stared at Elysia in disbelief, rubbed his eyes hard, then stared again.
"Are you talking to ?" Elysia tilted her head. That wasn't her na.
Cyrene—Lotus of the Past—was a fine na, though.
The white-haired youth, Phainon, sucked in a breath. Her look, her tone, her voice—uncannily similar.
But Cyrene was not this tall. More like this Elysia was Cyrene all grown up.
He had never heard that Cyrene had an older sister or any other relatives.
"My na is Elysia. Don't call a girl by the wrong na," Elysia said. She pushed Kevin's face aside to make him look away, then studied him again.
The resemblance really was outrageous. Only the aura differed.
Tenkai: Open Eyes.
Su couldn't help opening his eyes. The likeness was striking. The aura was almost identical to Kevin's back in their student days.
Kevin saw Phainon and a faint nostalgia crossed his face. Then he composed himself.
So, in this world, "he" would et a different ending.
"Hello, I'm Phainon." The young man scratched his head. He looked gentle. Soone looking like that probably wasn't a bad person.
"Hello, Kaslana," Koji said directly.
"Kaslana?"
Elysia and the others exchanged amused looks when they heard that surna.
They had heard that fifty thousand years later Kevin would walk the world under the na "Kaslana," and this Phainon—who looked so much like Kevin—had the true na
Kaslana.
The coincidence was very interesting.
"We've t?" Phainon's expression shifted. Very few people knew that na of his.
"No. But I know you—the savior of this world," Koji said with a smile.
Elysia glanced at Kevin again. Your counterpart is probably just as annoying as you.
Kevin said nothing. He also felt Phainon shared certain traits with him.
"Why do you look so much like ?" Phainon stared at Kevin, dazed.
On Kevin he sensed an icy chill, and a near-obsessive, unshakable resolve.
"I'm Kevin. A warrior who bears the path of salvation. If you ask about saving others—sotis we can't even save a single person. But that is never a reason to give up," Kevin said, his tone aningful.
After hearing this, Phainon fell into thought, clenching his fists.
Yes. Sotis you can't even save one person. He knew that too well.
He hadn't saved his holand. He hadn't saved Cyrene.
He had done nothing.
Anyone with eyes could tell Phainon carried a story—and not a happy one.
"Phainon, right? That Cyrene you ntioned—does she look like ?" Elysia asked, curious.
"Mm. Very much like your counterpart. She's my best partner," Phainon said, indicating Cyrene's height.
"You really do look alike."
Mobius smiled faintly.
"How could she not? She must be a beautiful maiden just like Elysia," Elysia said, a little eager to et a counterpart of her own.
Kevin pondered. There would never be a second Elysia. This Cyrene was only a coincidental resemblance.
A savior here who resembled him. A Cyrene who resembled Elysia. A Journey of Flas Reborn—but it didn't sll like a happy ending.
At the sa ti he caught the scent of sches and calculations.
Whoever planned this virtual world was not a benevolent soul.
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