Chapter 273 A fish is still a fish; how can it leave the ocean where it inhabits?
The screen suddenly lit up, and the light and shadow refocused.
At this moment, Krydela was lying in a shallow pool.
His abdomen was pierced by a sharp blade, the wound was gruesome and terrifying.
Hot, golden blood gushed out, splattering all over her body.
It slid slowly down her cheeks, spreading out golden patterns in the clear pool water.
At this moment, Krydera was critically injured and on the verge of death.
Even speaking became incredibly difficult; his voice was heavy, hoarse, and intermittent.
"Because the law can neither be eternal nor unique..."
"The only ones who can write the rules of history are always 'human beings'."
"Now, Onphalus's greatest 'Law' has been trampled by me…"
"The game...it's time to end it..."
She struggled to turn her eyes and look at Heather in front of her, her voice barely a whisper.
"Sword Banner Lord… clearly… for over thirty million lifetimes… it was you who personally killed Caesar…"
"But this time... in your heart... you have finally found your own 'law'..."
"Since that's the case… Heather… Helekula…"
"The 'Sea of Heaven and Earth' mentioned in the divine oracle... I will have someone deliver it to you..."
"Whether you choose to swim there or not... I won't care..."
"Won't..."
Before her death, Crydella's last thought was to fulfill her promise to Hathaway.
But she insisted that she didn't care at all about where Heather went.
That insincere tone didn't sound like he would let Heather easily go.
If she truly didn't care at all, why would she repeatedly emphasize it, only making things more obvious?
However, Cerberus never had the chance to explain.
Her eyes completely lost all their light, and all life vanished.
He collapsed lifelessly in the cold pool water.
The gushing golden blood nearly completely soaked the entire pool.
Her life was finally coming to an end.
"Caesar murmured her conquests. News of her death had already spread throughout the city."
The elders were overjoyed, spreading the news and shouting loudly.
"Freedom! Liberation! The tyrant is dead! Go forth and proclaim this news in the streets!"
Another elder, his face beaming with joy, addressed the crowd loudly:
"Fellow citizens, elders, do not panic, stand still—that tyrant has paid the price for his ambition!"
...
"People cheered for my ascent... now they cheer for my fall... so be it, I love cheering..."
Krydella listened quietly as the people danced and cheered with joy at her departure.
She felt no disappointment, but rather a sense of calm.
Her eyes looked beyond Onphalus and towards the boundless, dazzling Milky Way.
"Ah...I see it...the Milky Way...a battlefield I can never tread..."
"In the next life... I will return... and let the stars hear the drums of the legion... and hear the name of Caesar..."
"I heard... Onpharos..."
"Kelvin…Dra…"
Kerudela's voice grew weaker and weaker, becoming barely audible.
She was filled with resentment, unwilling that her journey would come to an end.
Unwilling to be unable to lead his beloved people to stand atop the stars.
Krydella's tyranny and ruthlessness are real, as are her decisiveness in killing.
But her sincere love for Onphalus and her people was equally genuine.
Even with a thousand regrets in my heart, I am unwilling to let it end like this.
She was still willing to sacrifice her life.
They became stepping stones for Onphalus's progress, striving for a glimmer of hope for his people.
The people on Douluo Continent were already shocked and speechless.
The more moving the storyline played on the screen, the more suffocating and despairing it felt.
How powerful was Cerridella? She wielded the law and was even able to sacrifice the lives of demigods in exchange for supreme power.
Even so, she ultimately could not escape death—
No one could imagine the utter calamity that Onphalus had suffered at that time.
It is even more difficult to fathom what price Onphalus ultimately paid to achieve his final victory.
The scene shifts, and Haisein uses the last memory Xilian left her.
He arrived alone in a completely unfamiliar world.
She looked up, her eyes wide with shock, and murmured softly.
"From those pages..."
"It conjured up... a vast ocean?"
The people on Douluo Continent instantly recognized the origin of this sea.
Isn't this the Lin Yuan Realm of the Immortal Ship Luofu when Danheng opened the sea?
That vast, boundless, clear, and pure sea left the native inhabitants of the Douluo Continent, who had seen the ocean, utterly awestruck.
Moreover, there's Heather.
What Heather was most concerned about was never the sea itself.
It is this sea, not the polluted and murky waters of Onphalus that are contaminated by the Kuroshio Current.
She slowly approached, feeling the pure and gentle breath of the sea, her eyes filled with emotion.
"So vast, so... pure..."
"There wasn't a trace of... foul smell."
Feeling the unique purity of the sea, a long-lost, joyful smile finally appeared on Haiseyin's face.
"This is..."
Suddenly, an ancient scroll slowly appeared on the ground beside them.
Hazel turned her head and immediately saw the familiar handwriting on the scroll.
Her pupils contracted slightly as she softly uttered the name etched into her heart.
"Kerudela...?"
She wasn't mistaken; the scroll contained a letter that Krydella had written to her herself.
Heather's fingertips trembled slightly as she slowly unfurled the scroll, revealing lines of text.
"Helekula, my subject—"
"From the moment you left the polluted ocean and joined my ranks, I saw the abyss in your eyes and the emptiness in your heart."
"Therefore, I promise you a new sea, where Caesar's ambition will be the current, and loyalty the fire."
"Helekula, my subject—you have fulfilled your duty with the blade. Now, the oracle has pronounced the course of my journey: my conquest is destined to never reach the stars."
"But Caesar's promises never fail, so accept this memory, the vision of the savior, the vast ocean beyond the heavens."
"This is the final gift Caesar could bestow upon one of his subjects."
Between the lines, there is none of the usual arrogance and majesty, but rather an overwhelming tenderness and affection.
Everyone could almost see with their own eyes the usually aloof and arrogant Kerudela, whose smiles even carried the air of an emperor.
When writing these words, a gentle smile must have graced his face, and his heart was filled with sincerity.
Such gentle treatment would warm the heart and make anyone in Heather's position feel light and touched.
However, after reading the letter, Heather on the sky remained silent for a long time and sighed softly.
She slowly placed her hand on her chest, gazing at the boundless, pure sea before her.
It was as if he were talking to himself, or as if he were confiding his feelings to the deceased Crydela.
"Long ago, when I was a fish in the sea, the time I was swimming freely in the water always felt so real."
"But once I set foot on land, I found myself caught in a drama. The people on land all lived wearing masks. So I put on a costume too, trying to find my own role. I became your sword, the strings of the banquet..."
"Don't you understand? I neither yearn for the deep sea of my homeland, nor long for the vast ocean beyond the sky."
"Perhaps I don't understand it myself. In the end, I don't even know where I should swim to."
"But now, there is only one thing I am very clear about."
"A fish is still a fish; how can it leave the ocean where it lives?"
"But whether in the deep sea or on land, you or I are two prisoners with no way to escape the cave..."
"You can also look out of the cave and gaze at the starlight."
(End of chapter)