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Chapter 35 - Chapter 35: Confronting the Final Boss: The King of Trash, Tatalov!

—✦Omniscient Viewer's Chat Lodge✦—

March 7th: "Finally collected all three proofs of trust."

March 7th: "Is it going to end soon?"

March 7th: "I really don't want to see these abstract trash cans anymore…"

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—✦In Between✦—

"If I keep looking at them, I feel like I'm going to have nightmares about trash cans when I sleep tonight!"

March 7th's mind was now full of abstract trash cans, feeling like she was about to be assimilated into a March 7th Can.

Stelle: "These trash cans are so slow."

Stelle: "Wouldn't it be over if they just directly elected me as the Goddess of Garbage?"

Stelle: "Going through all this trouble… seriously… absolutely no vision at all."

Guinaifen: "Sister, let's be real, what's so good about being the Goddess of Garbage??"

Stelle: "What's so good?? Of course, it's being able to command ten thousand cans!"

Stelle: "Think about it, if you and I were in a standoff, and I raised my arm in a shout, ten thousand trash cans would dump trash all over you. Would you be scared or not?"

Guinaifen: "Uh… SCARED!! TERRIFIED!!"

Stelle: "Then what if I treat you like trash and throw you into a trash can?"

Guinaifen: "Also scared, very, very scared. Boohoo, please, Goddess of Garbage, don't treat me like garbage and throw me away."

Stelle: "See, there you go. What's bad about being the Goddess of Garbage? You want wind, you get trash; you want rain, you get trash; you want trash, you get even more trash!"

Fu Xuan: "Such a fetish is truly rare in this world."

Fu Xuan: "This seat suggests you take some time to visit Bailu for a check-up and some treatment."

Bailu: "Um… I'm not good at treating psychological and mental illnesses."

Topaz: "Then let Dr. Ratio do it. Let him brainwash Stelle."

Dr. Ratio: "To be blunt, she is already terminally ill and beyond cure. Just waiting to death!"

Stelle: "Tch, a bunch of lowly humans. Wait until I become the Goddess of Garbage, then you'll know what greatness is!"

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『 Stelle, having gathered the quest items, returned to Shatana.

[ This… You actually gathered all the "Proofs of Trust"? This determination cannot be underestimated! ]

[ The day has finally come. Now, set forth—I will escort you to the throne, the "Pillar of Creation," to witness the future of our kind… ]

[ I wish you SUCCESS!! ]

After Stelle handed over the three tokens, shatana Can, following custom, first gave a few impassioned speeches, then activated the teleportation formation, transporting Stelle to the location of the big boss.

[ Is this the final battleground… My feelings are so complicated.. ]

After a blur before her eyes, Stelle arrived at the location of the boss, Tatalov.

About to face the final boss, she felt slightly emotional.

Then, she began to move forward along the path.

[ This is too tragic… ]

Along the way, the severed limbs and broken remains of trash cans were everywhere, everything indicated the tragic state of this place.

Soon, Stelle reached the end of the road, ready to face the Garbage King, Tatalov!

However, she looked around but couldn't find the Trash King's figure at all.

[ Didn't they say the Trash King was waiting for me here? ]

[ Am I being played by them? ]

Stelle scratched her head, looking a bit confused.

She didn't know what the hell was going on.

However, just then, a giant bomb came smashing down on her head.

Stelle hadn't expected this scene at all, so unable to dodge in time, she was blown straight into the sky.

Then, she was grabbed by a giant hand.

And the owner of that hand…

Looking closely, it turned out to be SAMPO!!

Stelle's brain went blank, and she subconsciously wanted to say something.

But before she could speak, Sampo casually threw her off the cliff.

Stelle, falling down the cliff, happened to smash into an unlucky charging trash can soldier, so she didn't take any damage.

And these trash can soldiers, or rather warriors, were constantly charging forward, fearlessly attacking Sampo.

[ AHAHAHAHAHA!!! ]

Facing the onslaught of the trash can army, Sampo laughed maniacally, the bombs in his hands were tossed out by the handful like firecrackers.

Sampo's firepower was simply too intense, the trash can army was blown to pieces, casualties… were heavy!

Gunpowder smoke filled the scene, composing a tragic song of trash cans and fire.

Seeing Sampo so rampant, a nameless anger instantly rose in Stelle, filling her chest!

She began to run with all her might, then leaped with all her strength at the edge of the cliff!

Her right fist was clenched tight, carrying a firm determination to teach Sampo a lesson, blasting towards HIM!!

And then, under this will!

She ASCENDED!!

She ascended into a Trash Can GIANT!!!

Her punch, harboring the dreams and hopes of the trash can race, was about to collide with Sampo's fist!

At this critical MOMENT!!

[ WAIT!! Wait a MINUTE!! ]

[ This is too ridiculous— ]

Hotaru's voice, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly appeared, directly interrupting this confusing and bizarre scene! 』

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—✦Omniscient Viewer's Chat Lodge✦—

Stelle: "AAAAAAH!!! My punch didn't hit Sampo's damn face, it makes my whole body feel uncomfortable!"

March 7th: "The Garbage King Tatalov was actually Sampo?!"

Paimon: "Mr. Sampo's final expression was too hateful!"

Paimon: "Wantonly slaughtering and toying with the trash can legion, what a cruel great demon KING!!"

Furina: "Sigh, I really wanted to see who was stronger between the Trash Can Giant Miss Stelle turned into and Mr. Sampo!"

Hu Tao: "By the way, Miss Hotaru, why did you suddenly interrupt them?"

Hotaru: "…I… I don't know either. Maybe because I was worried about Miss Stelle…"

Hotaru: "I… I was afraid she would get hurt by Mr. Sampo! Yes, that's it!"

Stelle: "Boohoo, Hotaru baby loves me as always."

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—✦In Between✦—

"This video… is it implying something? It's just… this person, why reveal my identity?"

"What exactly… is his goal?"

Hotaru watched the final images in the video, a lingering worry began to surface on her face.

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