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The discussion continued late into the night, ultimately finalizing a multi-layered defense and counterattack plan. The Dragon Tribe would be responsible for the first line of defense, aiming to delay the advance of the Abyss as much as possible; Taiyi Zhenren and other capable humans would form the second line; while Nezha and Ao Bing would handle the final battle, launching their ultimate counterattack once their combined powers were ready.
After the plan was established, Ao Long Wang departed. The apartment returned to silence, but a tense atmosphere lingered in the air.
"A week," Nezha murmured, "only a week left."
Ao Bing took Nezha's hand. "We can do this. We have made significant progress over this month."
Nezha nodded, but worry still flickered in his eyes. "I know, but this is not just about our strength; it concerns the lives of millions. If we fail, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Ao Bing placed a hand on Nezha's shoulder, his gaze resolute. "That’s exactly why we cannot fail. All our training and efforts have led to this moment. Do you remember our promise by the sea? No matter what difficulties we face, we will confront them together."
Nezha took a deep breath, his worries gradually replaced by determination. "You're right. There’s nothing we can’t face. This week, we need to push our training to the limit and ensure we are fully prepared when the Abyss appears."
In the following days, Nezha and Ao Bing dedicated nearly all their time to training. They constantly challenged their limits and refined their fusion techniques. Each night when they returned home, they were exhausted but their eyes sparkled with increasing resolve.
On the morning of the last day, they decided to go to the beach for their final training and adjustments. Standing on the empty shore, Nezha and Ao Bing prepared for their last session together. The distant sea was calm as a mirror, with the sun just rising and casting a golden glow over the water.
"Tomorrow is the day of the final battle," Ao Bing said softly. "The Dragon Tribe's observations indicate that the seal of the Abyss will break tomorrow."
Nezha nodded, his gaze firm. "No matter what happens, we will fight side by side until the very last moment."
They began their final practice of power fusion. The force of the Golden Magic Sphere intertwined with that of the Blue Dragon Clan, forming a beautiful Seven-Colored Radiance. This time, their fusion was smoother and more perfect than ever before.
The Seven-Colored Radiance danced upon the sea like a giant dragon or a divine sword, showcasing powerful yet graceful energy.
As the sun fully rose, they concluded their training and stood side by side at the shore, gazing into the distance. The sea breeze gently tousled their hair, carrying a hint of saltiness.
"No matter what happens tomorrow," Nezha said softly, "I want you to know that meeting you has been the most beautiful thing in my life."
Ao Bing turned to Nezha, his eyes filled with tenderness. "It has been for me too. You changed my life and gave me the courage to pursue my true dreams."
Nezha reached out and held Ao Bing's hand. "After tomorrow, we still have a long road ahead and many dreams to fulfill. The Underwater Concert Hall, becoming a Football Coach—everything we've planned will come true."
Ao Bing smiled and nodded. "Yes, everything will come true because we will win; we must win."
They stood at the shore, gazing into the distance as the morning sun bathed them in golden light. In that moment, all worries and fears were dispelled, leaving only hope for the future and unwavering faith.
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