Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

Like an incredibly terrifying and ominous blood-red dawn.

After the end of the Age of Gods, how strong would the original Typhon, who possessed his own machine, be now?

Avia seems to be much stronger than the divine body Osiris. If she were in the Age of Gods, she should be able to hold her own against Albion, who is also a pure-blooded dragon.

But it's unclear whether this revived Typhon is the original form or just the one-day fruit it swallowed...

Amidst her complex thoughts, Avia used runes to empower her body and headed towards the magma chamber deep within Mount Etna, the location of Typhon's mech.

112: Typhon Ephmelos

The interior of the volcano is a dark space, but it is not entirely dark.

Wisps of light rose along with the flickering flames, appearing identical regardless of distance—the faint glow of magma and volcanic gases.

Avia walked through various lava tunnels and lava rivers, formed by the cooling and solidification of flowing magma. These crisscrossed like a giant maze, and under the intense heat, they resembled a terrifying inferno.

Despite the illusion, the volcano was not actually imbued with any kind of magic. However, during the Age of Gods, there were indeed buildings in the world that could produce magical effects simply by being constructed, just as perfect symmetry can captivate people's hearts.

Perhaps it is the power of Typhon's revival that has imbued this place with a magical quality.

Even so, the silver-haired youth, while single-mindedly following the runes on this dark path, earnestly pondered a way to deal with Typhon.

If it is Typhon, the origin of the Japanese lord god or Typhon, who is on par with Set of Egypt, and is a pure-blooded dragon with super weapon attributes maxed out by Gaia's desire for revenge, then Avia feels that the aura of the Greek gods on her body will definitely put her in a tough battle with the Greek ancestral dragon, after all, it was a creature born to destroy the Olympian gods.

However, if it's a one-day fruit, it will be much easier, because she was eaten by Typhon at the behest of the goddess of fate, weakening her power. Her greatest wish is to have freedom, so knowing this will allow you to take action against her.

We arrived at the magma chamber located underground in the volcano, which is under high temperature and pressure. The temperature of the magma lake inside is over 1000 degrees Celsius.

Undoubtedly, ordinary magic after the Age of Gods could hardly withstand such intense heat, but for Avia, who had learned the primordial runes from the Great God Illusion, the protection of the runes made it bearable.

Therefore, he jumped into the lava, heading to the bottom, to where Typhon's machine was located.

Unlike the usual orange-red color, the magma here was blood-red. As Avia descended, the blood-red magma resembled liquid flames.

It tumbles and flows constantly, emitting a dazzling light.

You can also clearly see bubbles rising and bursting in the molten lava, making a slight hissing sound. At the same time, the sound of the molten lava boiling can be heard, a deep and powerful roar that sounds like the roar of some kind of creature.

Finally, upon reaching the bottom of the lava lake, Avia saw a person who appeared to be a young girl.

Deep within the volcano, in the secret recesses of the lava, stood that person, as if waiting specifically for the arrival of the silver-haired youth.

Red hair spread out in the crimson lava, and eyes, one gold and one black, seemed to contain both light and darkness.

The black thing covering its entire body looked like countless black snakes wriggling.

That's why Avia understood that she was Typhon.

“This aura, as expected.” The red-haired girl, who seemed to be Typhon’s incarnation, looked down at the silent Avia. “Albion, Zeus, the Greek gods, a cursed object of a conceptual nature, and a great god from another land, hmm, in other words, the so-called hero that those guys placed their hopes on. However, I was resurrected because of you, and this disaster was caused by you.”

As the red-haired girl finished speaking, the black chaotic tide covering her human form peeled away, and her body rapidly burst forth with crimson light. The detached chaotic tide and the crimson light generated a strange vibration and resonance, which spread outwards.

In less than a second, the enormous creature that had transformed from a young girl into Typhon stood before Avia. Even without making a move, it seemed as if the entire Mount Etna was trembling.

"Humans, fight me! Fight to the bitter end, until you let out a pitiful howl. Perhaps then I will take pity on you and grant you your last wish."

Countless feathers arced from Typhon's sides, swirling lightning ripped through the molten lava, a manifestation of destruction painted red and black, evaporating the world. Ignoring the laws of physics, the vortex vibrated with gravity, allowing nothing to stand in its way; whatever it was, it instantly dried up, everything decomposing into molecules.

Such attacks swept in from both sides of Avia.

This weapon is a destructive weapon that was recreated in a completely new way after Typhon deciphered Zeus's blueprints.

The elements that drive fire and wind induce charged particles with the magic of reversal, and lightning, red and black, is unleashed upon the opponent in one go.

Although, in terms of specifications, this object's output could only reach the level limited by Zeus—

'You are the thunder that tears the universe apart.'

"Are you Taizulong Typhon, or Yiriguo Aifumilos?"

Avia didn't pay attention to the exploding magic on both sides, because with the rune's blessing, she could withstand the damage that wasn't Typhon's full-force attack.

"Heh heh, I am the light cast down as 'as it should be,' the storm swept up as 'as it should be'—Typhon."

The surrounding bubbles continued to rise and burst, emitting a soft hissing sound.

"As for the One-Day Fruit sent by the goddess of fate, it has long since become one with me, and I have also acquired its power. Zeus can no longer stop me with such insidious means. Oh, right, now the Olympian gods have disappeared from this world and can no longer appear. I am really happy."

Typhon, now appearing in human form, grinned cruelly and said, "Now look at humanity, the world, and those Olympian creatures that humanity thinks are valuable and precious and refuses to let go of—they are all meaningless fantasies. Good riddance."

Is that all you wanted to say?

Avia, like a silent grim reaper, looked down at the red-haired girl with her sharp claws, taking advantage of her height.

“…Oh, right, I told you before, human, that I’ve actually obtained the power of the One-Day Fruit, or as you would call it, a wish-granting machine,” Typhon chuckled. “I’m very kind and forgiving. Considering that I was revived thanks to you, you’re my benefactor. Hmm, how about this, why don’t you make a wish for me? I always keep my word.”

As the red-haired girl spoke, her brows gradually relaxed, and she looked up at the silver-haired youth with one golden eye, seemingly "sincerely."

113: The Essence of Desire

Looking at the 'sincere' red-haired girl in front of her, Avia's face naturally showed a smile.

In the Type-Moon universe, Typhon, after stealing Zeus's blueprints and creating a knock-off mecha, forced the Greek gods to flee to Egypt for refuge. However, Typhon was then deceived by the Fates. After eating a day fruit on Mount Nissa, Typhon was defeated by Zeus.

The essence of One-Day Fruit is an anti-wish machine, which belongs to the category of conceptual abilities.

However, whether the girl in front of him was Typhon or One Day Fruit, from the moment she deceived Avia into making a wish to her, the silver-haired youth understood that all her previous actions were to make him make a wish to her.

The initial "You are the lightning that tears the universe apart" was intended to ascertain the extent of her power, thereby instilling fear or apprehension in her. The subsequent "benefactor" was meant to give him a choice. If nothing unexpected happens, the red-haired girl likely believes Avia's wish will be—

Phrases like "Don't let Typhon be resurrected," "I hope you can stay here," and "Don't destroy the world."

Whether it's sincere or not doesn't matter, as long as it's spoken, that's enough, because the ability of the One-Day Fruit is the Reverse Wish Machine, which means it does the opposite of the wish made.

Unfortunately, Avia was well aware of this and understood her thoughts.

So it's understandable that what the red-haired girl desires most deep down is 'freedom'.

To escape the fate that must be born to kill the gods, and to escape the fate that one can only be used by others.

Therefore, Avia has already devised a plan to have him fight alongside her.

“I will call you Typhon Ephmelos. In fact, whether it is Typhon or Ephmelos, it should be because of the resentment towards the Greek gods.”

The silver-haired youth didn't directly expose her, but instead brought up another topic.

"So you should be even angrier at me, a human with the aura of gods."

"...Because you have been kind to me, that's why I'm doing this. Yes, that's how I repay kindness. Tell me quickly, and I'll do whatever you want."

The girl smiled outwardly, but inwardly she was furious.

Despicable humans. Of course I know this. Even if she died again, she would never want to help or protect so-called humans.

but......

If it weren't for the resurrection mechanism of the One-Day Fruit, which requires me to and can only let you, the one who resurrected me, make a wish once, I would have eaten you long ago. You're so annoying with your roundabout way of speaking. I wonder what the gods would do if I killed you.

The more painful the better!

On the other hand, the red-haired girl didn't know exactly what her situation was now. Was she Typhon? Or a one-day fruit? She wasn't quite sure.

If it's Typhon, she didn't have a fixed human form like the gods during the Age of Gods. It's fair to say she never intended to take on a human appearance. If that's the case, her own mecha would perfectly fuse with her, as if she were truly herself. How strange. If that's really the case, although she and Ecdna were just friends on the same side during normal data transmission, those things that formed from the malfunctioning data during the transmission are nominally her children...

Whenever she thought of this, the red-haired girl felt an indescribable blush.

But it doesn't matter, since we'll never see them again anyway. The only thing that hasn't changed is my hatred for the Greek gods, so all I need to do is take revenge on them.

Make a wish now, make a wish, and let your wicked wish destroy everything—

"In fact, I know that the essence of One-Day Fruit is an anti-wish machine, so you must be lying to me."

"...Damn it, I am Typhon, the one who almost killed Zeus. How could I deceive a mere human like you? I don't need your pity—"

"No, Typhon Aphrodisias, you've had a tough time."

Interrupting the red-haired girl's conversation with a forceful tone, Avia raised her eyes, her blue eyes sharp and piercing in the molten lava.

"As a dragon born to kill the Olympian gods, you painstakingly obtained the blueprints for Zeus's machine and were eventually able to defeat him. However, it was all just a pipe dream. The power you gained was only enough to reach the limits that Zeus himself could reach. In the end, your fate was predetermined. You could neither kill Zeus nor escape it."

“Ephmilos, the goddess of fate once told you, ‘Typhon’s desires are evil, so all that is needed is your sacrifice, all that is needed is for you to be eaten.’”

"So what! Even if you don't make a wish on me, I will recover sooner or later, I definitely will, no matter how many years it takes, I will wait. When that time comes, I will take my revenge! These guys are all bastards, they just sit and watch me go to my death! Why should I be the only one to die!"

Typhon's dark golden eyes flashed with a crimson light, an endless rage for the ancient Greek gods and for his own inevitable demise. The smile on his face now resembled madness, like a gleaming blade, so cold and cruel.

"Whether they are gods or heroes, I am merely an enemy on their path."

After the roar, her tone suddenly became calm—the girl continued speaking in a composed voice:

"I hate the sinful heroes, the arrogant gods, I will deny all wishes. Fine, I don't need your pity anymore. Do whatever you want from now on, but I will absolutely, positively be resurrected again, and take revenge once more."

Desperate wishes and hopeful wishes are essentially the same thing: longings that cannot be fulfilled. They are simply different names for opposites. There is no such thing as a wish that will necessarily go smoothly after it is made. Whether it is good or bad, it only brings misfortune.

Before the era faded away, on the battlefields of humanity itself, we witnessed the utterly undignified and tragic deaths of creatures, and how ugly and vile creatures driven to the brink of despair could be. All of this was recorded, and humanity should know it.

But even if he tried his best to explain, he couldn't make the human in front of him understand the difference between the two. After all, killing or defeating the enemy that they considered 'evil' was the price of so-called glory for them.

However, to her surprise, his tranquil blue eyes remained slightly lowered, showing no wavering or even the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if he didn't care at all.

"That's why I told you, you've been working really hard—"

The silver-haired youth looked at the red-haired girl with an indifferent expression.

"Therefore you are free, Typhon Ephmelos. I wish that you will no longer soar freely through the skies."

114: What Happened at Mount Etna

"you......"

For a moment, Typhon Ephmelos couldn't understand what this man was saying.

Previously, she had no wishes or desires.

But... I'm free? I... can go anywhere now?

Seeing the light from the broken seal left by the Greek gods on her body, the red-haired girl felt as if the pain attached to it had disappeared.

Beneath the volcano, smoldering with molten lava, a sense of despair, an inescapable curse, and a heavy, oppressive aura of sorrow weighed heavily upon them—

It has now disappeared.

"I can live the way I want now... I'm free, that's wonderful!"

As the girl cheered with excitement, completely abandoning her usual self, the crimson lava, like liquid flames, continued to churn and flow, emitting a dazzling light. Even her usually dark eye seemed to glow.

She floated lightly beneath the molten lava, arms and legs outstretched.

"I don't have to die! I can live forever! Really, that's wonderful!"

Although she couldn't understand why this human would do this, it was ultimately for the best. However, even so, she wouldn't agree to help him with anything. Generally, such actions were meant to get her to do something. She had witnessed both his unbearable depravity and his so-called admirable noble sentiments...

"...Have you left?"

The red-haired girl, snapping out of her reverie, looked around and realized that the silver-haired human she had just met was gone. Once again, she was all alone. However, she would eventually leave the volcano that had sealed her away for so many years and go elsewhere to live the life she wanted.

Is it really enough to simply find and kill the object of hatred? Revenge and hatred are not such trivial matters; they should be made to experience despair, towards the humans they once loved…

However, even so—

Typhon Ephmelos initially intended to deceive him and eat him.

The dragon girl pondered how to deceive this seemingly foolish human, to make him wish to release his seal, and then devour him in his despair. However, the human ignored her words and casually and without hesitation carried out the deed.

Faced with her, who lived only to avenge the hateful people who killed and sealed her away, this human casually dismissed her with a "You've had a tough time," and then left.

Because this human acted so insignificantly, the red-haired girl, after hearing his words, also felt that the matter was completely unimportant and instantly forgot about those guys she had once hated so much.

Perhaps she herself was unaware of it. Just as people cannot see their own expressions, the thoughts hidden deep in her heart may have been unintentionally ignored by herself. That kind of emotion, which combines fear, hatred, anger, and compulsion, is like a sharp sword pointed at herself, extremely cruel.

To say that it was my own expectation would be an understatement; rather, it was the opposite.