The boss battle was within Stelle's expectations.
She knew that whether it was the original version or the current version of Sunday, he had an inexplicable obsession with shaping a "paradise," and mere words could never shake his determination.
But it didn't matter; Stelle now had a lot of confidence.
Because by her side, there were Himeko and Welt, these two great gods. Even if the opponent was an Emanator-level adversary, it wasn't necessarily without the power to fight.
Moreover, besides these two, there were March 7th, Dan Heng, and Firefly.
Compared to the original lineup, their team this time was stronger by more than just a little bit.
Moreover, this version of Dominicus didn't seem to plan on using a bug-level skill like "Ena's Dream," so in a direct comparison of power, it was still unclear who would emerge victorious.
"Sunday, we will use actions to tell you that the 'paradise' in your heart is nothing but a distorted place of selfishness!"
Stelle raised her flame spear, activating her skill: "My companions will personally shatter your shell!"
Dominicus spread its arms: "Is that so? Then good... First Day, In the Beginning There Was Action!"
Stelle: ?
Brother, instant ultimate move?
Sunday started with zero frames, and a massive hand containing the great power of an Aeon emerged from the void, pointing at Dominicus's fingertip, erupting in waves of energy like sound waves!
Rumble rumble—
The energy waves raged on the flame spear's shield, causing no damage to Stelle.
"Whew—Just that!"
Stelle withdrew her flame spear, taking a deep breath: "Everyone together! Don't give It another chance to act!"
"..."
What made Stelle feel strange was that no one responded to her.
She puzzledly glanced back and was immediately stunned on the spot:
Except for her, everyone else had been instantly killed in "In the Beginning There Was Action," lying messily on the ground, with one finger unwillingly extended...
Stelle: ???
She seemed to have underestimated the difficulty of this instance a bit.
"This body is refined from the divine body of [Ena], cultivated by a 'genius,' and forged into [Dominicus] after devouring the powers of various Paths. Its great power is not something mortals can confront."
Sunday's voice was compassionate, "The last Nameless, let me personally send you to that paradise on earth!"
"Second Day, Double In the Beginning There Was Action!"
Rumble rumble—
"..."
"Stelle?"
When Stelle came back to her senses again, March 7th had already approached her, her pretty face almost directly posted on: " Stelle, are you still there?"
"Uh? Ah?"
Stelle subconsciously stepped back, looking around. She was still in the Moment of Scorchsand, still in front of the award podium at the end of the track, with her companions standing unharmed by her side, as if the previous battle (Dominicus's one-sided crushing) was just an illusion.
What was the situation? Oh—she understood, Ena's Dream, right?
Hmph, petty tricks.
She pinched herself hard; the pain felt real.
—" ...Since that's the case, then I wish us a pleasant cooperation."
On the side, Sunday and Himeko smiled and shook hands, saying, "The fifty-digit amount will be transferred to your accounts in batches within three system hours. I wish everyone a pleasant time in Penacony."
"Mm, you should work hard too, strive to turn Penacony into the image in everyone's mind."
The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they weren't enemies at all, but partners who had just signed a contract.
"Sunday!"
At this moment, Stelle shouted loudly, charging headfirst toward Sunday. The latter couldn't dodge in time and was clumsily knocked to the ground by her.
Stelle sat on Sunday's stomach, grabbing his collar with both hands: "I know this is all fake! You can't fool me, hurry up and let me out!"
Sunday was stunned: "You, what are you saying..."
Bang!
Stelle headbutted Sunday's forehead, "Don't play dumb! I know you're feeling very smug inside right now, but even if you can fool my companions, you can't fool me!"
"Ena's Dream, right? This trick is outdated; now it's the new version!"
"Stelle, what's wrong with you?"
Just as Stelle was about to give Sunday another headbutt, Himeko and Welt pulled her back from left and right, their faces full of confusion: "Wait, Stelle, what exactly are you talking about?"
"What fake? What Ena's Dream?"
Stelle forcefully broke free from the two, shouting under everyone's concerned gazes: "Fake, fake! This is all fake!"
"The current world is fake!"
"There really is Ena's Dream, there really is Dominicus!"
"This place is fake, outside is the real one!"
"...Everyone from the train, although I don't know what problem your companion has, I suggest you take her to see the family's physician." Sunday got up from the ground, dusted off the dirt, his voice worried.
"Actually, I wanted to remind you earlier; non-Harmonists forcibly 'harmonizing' has a high probability of causing mental damage. From the current situation, she very likely has a problem."
"I'll make a call to arrange for the best psychiatrist in all of Penacony to check, consider it a small token as partners."
Welt nodded slightly: "Mm, thank you."
"Uncle Yang! Don't be fooled by him, I'm not mentally ill!" Stelle widened her eyes and said: "You can test me with any method, I guarantee there won't be any problem!"
Upon hearing this, Welt and Himeko exchanged a glance. The former pondered for a moment and asked: "Let me ask you, if now Pom-Pom, March 7th, and the company's Mr. Aventurine all fell into the river at the same time, who would be in the most danger?"
"Of course it's Aventurine!" Stelle answered decisively: "He would directly fall asleep in the river, then drown in it."
"Hm?"
Hearing this answer, Welt seemed a bit surprised. He rigorously asked again: "Stelle, why do you think that? Does Mr. Aventurine appear that... nihilistic?"
"Moreover, compared to that, aren't March 7th and Pom-Pom more dangerous?"
"Uncle Yang, I know you're testing me." Stelle said with considerable confidence: "Pom-Pom looks like a cute and silly mascot, but in fact, it's actually a follower or even Emanator of [Elation]."
"As for March, she's highly skilled. If she fell into the river, she could freeze the entire river in one second, no need to worry."
Bang!
March 7th's little face puffed up, and she irritably punched Stelle's forehead: "Hey, how come this girl herself doesn't know she's that awesome? You didn't drink too much Suda, did you?"
"And when did Pom-Pom get involved with [Elation]? You're not joking, right? Be serious, or we'll really treat you as mentally ill."
Her tone made Stelle stunned: This, this is still the March 7th she knows?
Wait, it seems like... yes yes yes, it is it is it is...
No, wait again, it seems not... no no no, not not not...