At this mont.
In front of Mikhail, Hiko, Welt Yang, March 7th, and Stelle stood together.
A small ice-blue boy suddenly appeared, waved at the Astral Express Crew mbers, then slipped straight into the moria Bubble and vanished without a trace.
Stelle froze slightly. She recognized this beautiful little boy—he had guided her several tis when she first entered the Dreamscape.
He was also a friend of Clockie, and over ti, he had beco her friend as well.
"Since he's inviting us, let's go take a look together."
Hiko said thoughtfully, patting Stelle on the shoulder.
"Mm."
Stelle and March 7th nodded, rging into the moria Bubble together.
Welt Yang also pulled himself out of his daze for the ti being. Compared to obsessing over confusing matters like [i] and [Kevin], it was better to first see what revelation the senior Naless had left behind.
One by one, they entered the moria Bubble, seeking the mories of an old man who had remained steadfast in struggle throughout his life.
They learned many things.
About Penacony's secrets—this beautiful, fantastical dream world had been created by the Harmony Family using the power of a Stellaron.
That power gave rise to surface-level splendor, but also planted nurous hidden dangers, becoming a tool for those with ulterior motives.
Mikhail's final wish was to reverse Penacony's predicant and shatter the conspiracy the Family sought to achieve through the Stellaron.
And in the end, they discovered that Misha was Mikhail—the dream of that old man's youth.
A venerable senior Trailblazer thus ca to rest here forever.
However, the small boy rely fell into a temporary slumber within the moria Bubble. Power born of light allowed him to persist.
At last, a hat was placed into Stelle's hands. It carried the power of Harmony—Mikhail's gift.
Among the Astral Express Crew, only Stelle was truly suited to receive this gift. She had received similar blessings before—just like the clock tricks Clockie had taught her earlier—both manifestations of Harmony's power.
"Senior, please rest assured!"
Stelle wore a solemn expression as she looked at the old man in the rocking chair, placing her right hand over her chest as she spoke with resolve. "Power, will, ideals—when I inherit your vision, I also take on a responsibility."
"Even if the Path of Trailblaze is fraught with hardship, and freeing Penacony is unimaginably difficult, I will fulfill your wish!"
Human emotions resonate with one another. Moved by the senior's will and expectations, she didn't want even a hint of joking at this mont.
"Serious Stelle is pretty cool!"
March 7th looked at Stelle with admiration—this was soone she had trained herself. "This young lady will go with you. We'll definitely make that wish co true!"
"It seems all these experiences have truly helped Stelle grow."
Hiko smiled softly, feeling deeply gratified.
"..."
Welt Yang felt personally offended.
These lines sounded a bit… familiar.
Well, never mind. He raised her—if she talked like him, that was perfectly normal.
"We've learned part of the truth. Let's go talk to them."
Hiko looked toward Sol and the others standing nearby and led the way over.
"This ti, Penacony's trouble is enormous. It's not just the threat of the Stellaron—we'll need the strength of our friends to fulfill Mikhail's final wish."
Stelle and March 7th hurried after her, fully in agreent.
Penacony was far too dangerous—sothing went wrong every few days.
Just the earlier incident of the Dreamscape being set ablaze was already on the level of Phantylia invading the Xianzhou.
Add everything else on top of that, and the situation beca overwhelmingly complex.
"So, did you find what you were looking for?"
Sol slightly raised his chin, a smile on his face.
He was a little surprised himself—he hadn't expected the first beneficiaries of his light to be the continuation of a Naless.
It wasn't that the light prolonged Mikhail's life, but that the pure Misha had beco light, existing as light itself.
That was only natural. Mikhail's abilities were anything but simple. His long life had been spent in constant struggle—against the Interastral Peace Corporation, against the Family, against internal traitors. He stood just below the level of an Emanator.
He was soone favored by light. In the Ultraman universe, he'd probably be fought over as a human host. And Tiga's light was deeply idealistic—as long as one's inner resolve was strong enough, anyone could beco light.
Compared to transforming the physical body into light, turning the spirit into light was far easier.
So, when he completed Glitter Tiga, would those who awakened within dreams beco smaller sparks of light? Would all of Penacony beco a different kind of Land of Light?
"Yes. We've learned the root cause of Penacony's turmoil. Sothing has gone wrong within the Family—they're plotting sothing using the power of the Stellaron."
Hiko's expression was grave. This Trailblaze journey was proving exceptionally difficult.
A Stellaron alone wasn't troubleso—they had dealt with those many tis.
The problem was the Stellaron being tied to sothing else.
Last ti, a Stellaron rged with a Lord Ravager on the Xianzhou, causing even a peak cosmic power like the Xianzhou to be violently shaken.
And this ti, the Stellaron was directly in the hands of the Harmony Family, itself a peak cosmic power—making resolution even harder.
"They intend to revive Ena of Order, stripping that Aeon's Path away from Xipe of Harmony."
Kafka crossed her arms and glanced at Sol.
Earlier, Sol had deliberately given her the cue to explain things to Hiko.
Now that the script was in complete disarray and the Astral Express had reached the final stage of uncovering the truth, there was no need to drag things out anymore.
"So that's the Family's plan…"
Hiko murmured, her brows knitting slightly.
Reviving an Aeon was audacious to the extre—almost impossible.
But for a Family of such imnse power to make that decision, it clearly wasn't so simple farce.
She looked at Sol. Seeing no rebuttal, she knew it was true.
The Stellaron Hunters might have a script and could deceive them—but Sol had no reason to lie.
No wonder Penacony was in such upheaval. Such ambition lay beneath it all.
"So that's it. The Family really has guts."
Aventurine clenched the cornerstone in his hand, his thoughts racing.
No wonder Robin had spoken in riddles around him—the Family's cri was simply too great.
If the Interastral Peace Corporation were brought in too early, the Family's plot would surely collapse, but the Corporation would also seize Penacony without hesitation. It might even escalate into an outright war.
But if he only discovered it at the final mont, he'd have no choice but to move with the main force to stop the revival of Order. Afterward, Penacony would swiftly clean up the aftermath, and the Corporation's influence would be greatly reduced.
At this point, it was already late-stage. Even if the news spread, the Corporation wouldn't be able to react in ti.
Suddenly, he felt that Robin and Sunday were very much alike—truly siblings, always fond of putting him in an awkward position.
"What? Reviving the Aeon of Order?!"
Stelle's eyes flew wide open, her mind instantly overwheld.
She had tested knowledge in the Simulated Universe—she knew just how terrifying Aeons were.
The blessings granted by Aeons were absurdly powerful. Mix a few together, and even the strongest monsters crumpled like paper.
And a true Aeon's power was beyond imagination.
"Seriously? You want to fight an Aeon?"
March 7th's voice wavered, utterly lacking confidence. "This young lady hasn't even reached her peak yet—I'm definitely not a match."
Just days ago on Penacony, she had still been bullying those Bubble Hounds from the Dreamjolt Troupe.
And now, only days later, she was supposed to fight an Aeon.
"I want to file a complaint! This isn't fair!"
Stelle raised her hand indignantly, as if deeply wronged. "The power scaling is way too insane—I can't play this at all!"
She sotis couldn't even clear a mokeeper's Forgotten Hall.
And now they wanted her to fight an Aeon?
She was still just a kid!
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