Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

“Guide us, let us see what you have seen, and hear what you have heard…”

Gnaeus asked curiously, "You can summon the dead?"

“No…” Xia Die shook her head, “I can only summon souls that are not completely dead yet.”

"Those who cannot sleep... please tell us what you heard."

Xia Die gently stretched out her hand, and a large number of Netherworld Butterflies flew out from her shadow, forming the likeness of these people in their previous lives.

"Are we really not going to deal with it?" The soldier's phantom scratched his head. "The stench here... is already unbearable."

"No, didn't you hear me?" the priest's phantom rebuked.

"This is part of the ritual, a sacrifice offered to the Titans."

“I know…” the soldier said solemnly.

“Continue to meet the challengers and let them fight on... Only by immersing Nicardi in the atmosphere of strife can its madness be suppressed.”

Seeing this, Gnaeus clenched his fists.

"They are creating a fake war in an attempt to calm the Titans down."

“Nikadori…it has indeed lost its will.”

Xia Die sighed softly, "It seems this barbaric method worked."

"The soul... it can show us even more."

"Cough cough..." Suddenly, Xia Die's expression turned ugly.

“What’s wrong, girl?” Gnaeus asked.

"It takes effort to guide souls... but I'm fine, sir."

The group moved forward slowly, and along the way, many spirits displayed scenes from their lives.

The noble soul questions the soul of a man:

"How much longer is the festival going to last? King Euriporn... what is he still delaying for?"

The man remained calm. "Be patient... the plan is not yet complete. Sealing the Titan's soul is no easy task. The priests are already working overtime..."

The nobleman scoffed, "Who can guarantee the loyalty of priests captured from other city-states? I think we should make an example of them, hmph..."

The butterfly seemed lost in thought.

"Sealing the souls of gods..."

"Could it be the sword vessel mentioned in Libo's poem? Made by Hattonus..."

Gnaeus commented:

“'Foolish'...now you may understand the meaning of this word.”

Seeing that these mortals could actually lay a hand on a Titan, Yan Huan couldn't help but say with disdain:

"This is so disrespectful; even the people can dare to mess with the Titans."

Gnaeus explained to Yan Huan, "It is currently fighting against something invisible and has no time to concern itself with the foolishness of mortals."

“Cowards…fear losing their faith and guidance.”

Upon hearing this, Xia Die looked at Gnaeus with a puzzled expression.

"Lord Gnaeus...you seem to know that Titan very well."

Gnaeus remained noncommittal.

"Perhaps the one whispering in my ear is Nicardoli himself."

The three continued onward, and were once again guided by the spirits of the dead.

The soldier's ghost asked anxiously, "Have you heard? King Euriporn's advisors are drafting a plan; it seems they intend to launch a general offensive against Ohma."

The craftsman's ghost stared wide-eyed: "With the current troop strength? This is utter madness..."

The soldier's spirit said helplessly, "This is a long-term strategy. The most important task at hand is to complete the [project] against the God-King."

"Sigh." Yan Huan sighed as she listened to their conversation.

"All they think about is attacking Ohmma. Does Ohmma eat rice from Suspended Peak City?"

"It serves them right that Suspended Peak City will become a wasteland in the future."

"Indeed." Gnaeus discovered the blind spot.

“I have long noticed that you are out of place here… no, out of place in this era.”

He crossed his arms and carefully examined the two of them.

"Is it Eulonis? No... I'm afraid even it doesn't have such powerful divine strength."

"Oh dear, we've discovered you're a time traveler." Yan Huan blinked and made a throat-slitting gesture at Gnaeus.

"Then the only option is to kill them to silence them."

"Calm down, Lord Yan Huan... I don't think he meant any harm," Xia Die interrupted.

“Yan Huan? Aren’t you called Bai E…” Gnaeus looked at him suspiciously.

"When you're out in the game, of course you have to use a secondary account, otherwise what if you get yelled at?" Yan Huan smiled.

But the butterfly sincerely said to Gnaeus:

"Someday in the distant future... Nicardoli, driven mad, will drive our companions and our home to the brink of destruction."

"We came back here...to find a way to stop the apocalypse from happening."

Gnaeus was surprised.

"...Will its madness continue for thousands of years to come? The destruction caused by human folly is immeasurable."

"In the end, it turns out that our goals were completely the same."

In the center of the Soul Forging Zone.

The spirit of a fallen hero clasps his hands to his chest in a prayerful gesture, "Courage, glory, perseverance, sacrifice."

“Its divinity was divided into five parts, but one part is still missing.”

"God King...where have you thrown your reason?"

"We will keep searching, we will definitely find it..."

The fact that Xia Die can now see these scenes means that... all the original soldiers, priests, and craftsmen are dead.

Too many citizens of Suspended Peak City have been sacrificed for this project.

"...There's no need to listen to the voices of the dead any longer; the information we have is sufficient," Gnaeus said in a deep voice.

“The Suspended Peak Man tampered with Nicardoli’s soul; all we need to do is find the scene of their blasphemy.”

Finally, the three arrived at the true depths of Suspended Edge City.

It was also in the center of the large arena where Yan Huan killed Nicardoli.

Gnaeus narrowed his eyes slightly.

“That King Euriporn, who attempted to strip Nicardi of his divinity and store it permanently in an elaborately crafted vessel.”

"In this way, Nicardi's divine body can be kept immortal..."

“I heard the call, and Nicardi’s shattered soul is stored in the statue before me…”

Chapter 1256 The Undercover is You

"Reassemble its soul, and let its divinity be united once more."

"In this way, it will regain its dignity as a Titan, and you will have a chance to defeat it head-on."

"I'll take the hit, you two are just lung fog..." Before Gnaeus could refuse, Yan Huan went to examine the sacred sword vessels.

In this past timeline, both the sword and the vessel are intact.

"..."

"Something seems wrong."

After thinking for a long time, Yan Huan silently snapped her fingers.

'Pa-ta--'

The entire city of Suspended Edge suddenly darkened. Gnaeus looked up and found that the sky above was covered with moss and vines, and the surroundings had become rusty.

"So dark and dilapidated, is this the future of Suspended Peak City?"

Seeing this desolate scene, Gnaeus could only sigh.

"History has gone astray...it needs to be corrected."

"As time passed and the stars shifted, even into the future, the Titan's soul remained shattered."

"King Yong and his servants have probably long since turned to dust... No one knows what happened here."

"We have both come here to end this absurdity, so let us return death to that Titan."

As time and space shifted continuously, Yan Huan began to reach out and grab the souls in the sword dish, piecing them together.

Gnaeus and Xiaodie were standing to the side when they suddenly heard a strange roar.

"What...what is that sound?" Gnaeus wondered.

“In a very similar time and space, I locked Nicardi’s body in a golden cocoon.”

As Yan Huan pieced the pieces together, she pondered:

"I don't know if this kind of effort will be useful. I'm afraid that even if I put in all this effort, it won't affect my future."

"Then the trip was worthwhile."

Gnaeus smiled faintly.

"In this broken era, there are still ordinary people who defy fate—that's remarkable."