Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Then let me test you. Do you know how the golden lion head of Suspended Peak City was bricked onto the wall?"

The Lion of Truth chuckled awkwardly, "I...I don't know, sir, haha...so how did you get up there?"

Craterus smiled smugly.

"Haha, then let me tell you about it."

"Back then, the founder of Suspended Peak City led a group of warriors to hunt lions on the outskirts of Tretos City..."

“That vicious beast with sharp teeth and claws has been a menace for many years, and the bones in its lair are piled up higher than the mountains surrounding Ohmma.”

"But guess what? The moment that beast raised its head, the warriors of the Suspended Peak rushed forward, slammed it to the ground in the blink of an eye, and shattered its kneecap with a single blow."

"Then……"

"Hey, we're not even at the most exciting part yet, why are you blushing already?"

The lion-mouthed man looked quite embarrassed. "You...you were so vivid in your storytelling that it was truly inspiring! Please continue, sir..."

Seeing Wan Di approaching from behind Craterus, the Lion's Mouth of Truth quickly welcomed him:

"Oh my, isn't this Lord Wan Di?! It's been a long time! Hahaha..."

"Oh?" Kratrus turned around and met Wan Di's gaze.

"What wind is blowing in Ohma? The son of Goergo is actually walking towards me?"

Wan Di nodded, "Clatrus... my teacher."

“Looks like you have something on your mind,” Kratrus chuckled. “Then let’s find somewhere else to talk, Medemos. I’m tired of talking to this stone head.”

Upon hearing this, Wan Di turned around and glanced back.

The two soldiers who had retreated were now lying in wait in the corridor, their eyes still fixed on them.

"Should we ignore the Senate's spies?"

Craterus scoffed:

"Two hyenas that pretend to be tough, only know how to scavenge carrion, and have no ability to bite at all."

"As long as the Senate fails to win over those two new heroes, they will forever remain flies in the eyes of the Suspended Peak people."

"Let's go, it doesn't matter if they come along."

"?" Seeing Kratrus leave with Ten Thousand Enemies, the Lion of Truth exclaimed in bewilderment:

"So, how exactly did that golden lion get onto the wall?"

In the distance, Clatrus, leading his army of ten thousand enemies, spoke to the soldiers following behind as they walked:

"Don't lose them, Lie... sorry, they are officers from the military police."

"Hey, you...!" One soldier tried to step forward to argue, but was pulled back by another.

"Big brother, calm down!"

A few minutes later.

In a corner of the Marble Palace.

Two soldiers collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Clatrus gave them a cold glance. "Hmph, that's secluded enough."

He looked at Wan Di.

"Speak, what do you want to discuss with this old man?"

Wan Di's expression was serious. "I want to discuss with you... the future of the Xuanfeng clan."

Upon hearing this, Clatrus was taken aback at first, but then his spirits lifted.

He had been waiting for this day for a very long time.

"interesting."

“I have heard that the flame of the Spear of Divine Retribution has been returned to its rightful place, but it was not you who handed it back to it.”

"You even considered handing over Nicardi's divine power. Is that really true?"

"..." Wan Di nodded.

"Those rumors are not fabricated."

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Clatterus remained calm:

"What you're implying is... that you once considered giving up the Suspended Peak Kingdom and abandoning the leadership of your people, right?"

Wan Di rebuts:

“Divine power is not the same as royal power, and there is more than one way out for our people: conflict.”

"Tsk, what kind of wordplay is this?" Kratrus narrowed his eyes. "You clearly know the situation of the Suspended Ones perfectly well!"

"The lone army that left their homeland with you, and their descendants... What has sustained us to this day is the longing for the glory of the past."

"If they find out that the crown prince, so revered by his people, has considered giving up... Medmos, how will you face your deceased mother?"

"Don't forget, she died because of you—to restore the glory of Suspended Peak—thanks to Olivier's treacherous scheme!"

Wan Di sighed and said in a deep voice:

"Since we've come this far... I'll ask you, who killed Father?"

Craterus's gaze sharpened. "Ha, are you trying to humiliate me, Medemos?"

"I am old, but not so old that I have dementia."

"Of course I remember, Olivier died in the encirclement of the isolated Suspended Front..."

“It was you, Medemos…it was you who pierced his chest with your own spear.”

Wan Di clasped his hands together, "But that's just the result."

"Haven't you seen it clearly yet, my teacher?"

His tone gradually rose.

"What brought my parents and the Suspended Peak Clan to their doom was the very thing we call 'strife,' the pursuit of so-called glory, and the slogan 'Better to die in battle than return in glory'...!"

"These are the obsessions of every member of the Suspended Peak team, and these obsessions are causing our families to be torn apart and our lives to be lost!"

Clatrus stared at the man before him, all the initial joy he had felt vanished.

"ridiculous."

"Only a spear can kill a king; even a baby with a spear understands this."

“I swore to your mother that I would defend your crown with my life.”

“But I never imagined that the son of Goergo would lead the way in questioning… betraying the spirit of Suspended Peak.”

“Goergo—your mother shares the same name as the founder of Suspended Peak, and her seat is worthy of the weight of that name.”

“But you, Medemos,” Craterus said, growing increasingly angry.

"If you wish to distance yourself from her glory and become a deserter... I cannot offer my loyalty any longer!"

"..."

Seeing the other party's appearance, Wan Di shook his head helplessly.

“I had wanted to discuss the future of our people with you, but… now seems not the time.”

Clatrus scolded:

“Go, Wan Di—that’s what the Golden Blood call you—and go down the path you think is right.”

"Deep down you are a maverick warrior; once you make up your mind, no one can stop you."

"But you shouldn't try to deny the traditions of Suspended Peak... Although we are in Ohm, we will always be children of conflict!"

Wan Di frowned. "In an era on the verge of destruction, there is no point in talking about bloodlines."

Clatrus turned his back and stopped looking at him.

“Young master, remember: never show your weakness to others. A lion should never mingle with its prey.”

"Especially when it is powerful enough to dominate the entire hunting grounds."

……

the other side.

An unknown guest bathes in the palace.

Yan Huan leaned against the bed, holding her phone horizontally, and asked Xia Die beside her:

"Can't you play some games on your phones in Ohmma?"

"A cell phone? You mean the communication tablet, right?" Xia Die blinked.

"To be honest, the use of the communication stone tablets relied heavily on Ms. Aglaia's gold thread."

"Being able to communicate is already very satisfying; as for entertainment..."

"Actually, there are many miracles in the city of Ohma that can be used for entertainment. You can observe them carefully, such as the [Golden Scapegoat]..."

"No, no, no, I don't want to play that kind of game, friend." Yan Huan shook her head.

"I want to play the kind of game where a lot of people can play together, something exciting and where the situation is tense."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Xia Die asked in confusion, "Are you referring to... war?"

"..." Yan Huan was speechless.

"In a sense, it is indeed similar to war, but no one will die."

Danheng, sitting on the next bed, explained: