Belle prepares for final fight in Bye Bye, Earth season 2 episode 9: Full recap, global timings and streaming details
How episode 8 ended
The previous episode, 'Hymn: Erehwon', saw Belle regaining her arms and Runding through chanting. She successfully destroyed Rusty Nail and impaled Adonis. Meanwhile, Mist explored a tunnel connecting the castle and catacombs. During a large-scale attack by the Army of Insatiable Emptiness, Gaff refused to follow divine orders to kill Sherry and instead allied with Guinness. Kitty was gravely injured in battle. In a key twist, Adonis infected a machine with his powers but was absorbed by a being that looked like a younger Belle. Sherry's song helped liberate the minds of the people. Belle later awoke in a modern city.
Climax and closure ahead
Episode 9 is likely to bring closure to major arcs. Belle is expected to realize that there are others like her in this new world. This revelation may strengthen her resolve and lead to the defeat of the god. A final exchange with Adonis is anticipated before Schwert Land's collapse. The season is expected to conclude with Belle choosing to live on in honor of those who fought beside her.
Where to watch
In Japan, Episode 9 will be available on streaming platforms including Anime Store, ABEMA, and Amazon Prime Video. Internationally, Crunchyroll will stream the episode with dubs in English, Latin American Spanish, Brazilian Portuguese, and German.
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