Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

The appearance of the black-robed swordsman put Ohmma under new pressure after defeating Nicardoli.

He is riding the Black Tide, gradually encroaching on Onphalus's uncontaminated territory.

Hopefully, this time... he's really dead, and not just suddenly reappearing.

Tibo chimed in:

"If the fire is not returned to the heart of the vortex, and the Titan's throne remains vacant... who knows what calamities might occur."

"But the biggest problem now is... that we haven't found the Golden Child who bears the divine office of Oronis."

Just as the flame of Nicardi cannot be contained by the [Spear of Divine Retribution] if no one inherits the divine position, so too can the flame of Nicardi be contained by the [Spear of Divine Retribution].

Each Titan's position needs someone to assume it, otherwise the balance of Onpharos will be further disrupted.

Aglaia nodded slightly, agreeing with Tibo's statement.

"Bai E, Xia Die, Wan Di, Feng Jin... My master and I searched for them in the world for a thousand years before finally finding them..."

Chapter 1306 I Don’t Want to Be King Anymore!

“The most eligible individuals, the leaders among the Golden Blood, would never extend an invitation to us unless we were certain that they possessed the potential to bear divine authority.”

"To force mortals to perform this duty is tantamount to sending them to the gallows."

Seeing that Aglaia said so, Danheng felt a bit of a headache.

I wonder what Onphalus will become without a priest.

According to his observations, most of those who inherited the divine authority of the Titans were connected to that Titan in some way.

Just as Nicardoli would choose the king of his own city-state, Cecily would probably choose the one who would attract her attention the most.

But Oronis...

Among the existing Golden Descendants, are there any who have a deep connection with her?

Thinking of this, a figure suddenly flashed through everyone's minds.

“Mimi…” Dan Heng squinted his eyes.

Speaking of which, Mimi never appeared again after Yan Huan left.

Did she leave Ongfaros with Yan Huan, or with that soul steel body...?

If it's the latter, then that's not good.

"Brother Danheng, do you know where Mimi is?" Bai E suddenly asked.

Mimi was given to Yan Huan by Euronis. If you were to ask who might inherit the position of God of Time, it would be none other than these two.

"Perhaps it has already disappeared."

Dan Heng's gaze remained calm.

"In the worst-case scenario, the explosion allowed the Fire Thief to escape death, but it also implicated Mimi, who was residing in Yan Huan's body."

"Is there any good news?" Bai E asked somewhat nervously.

"Have."

Dan Heng said in a deep voice:

"That is... Mimi went to the outside of Onfaros along with Yan Huan's consciousness."

If this conjecture is true, it means that Onphalus's life can be separated from this world.

But if that doesn't work...

This illustrates the strangeness of this world, which is probably even more pronounced.

……

the other side.

Edge of Place de la Cerfalcon.

"Even Death has abandoned you, my master," Wan Di said calmly, seeing that Clatrus was unharmed.

"Hmph." Kratrus snorted coldly, "It merely entrusted my life to the Courtyard of Twilight."

"That priestess's medical skills are extraordinary... She may not be as simple as you and I think."

"Medical skills... you two nameless guests probably know a little about them too." Wan Di crossed his arms.

“These things are not important.” Kratrus looked at Wan Di with concern. “I saw it…”

In the end, you embraced your destiny.

"So what?"

Wan Di's gaze remained steadfast.

"Now... the power of conflict surges within me, my bones turn to steel, and my blood boils and burns."

"The kings of the past could only look up to this power, but I—have become one with it."

"I made history. After me, God and King can coexist."

Seeing Wan Di so excited, Clatrus was very pleased.

Now, the Suspended Peak team finally has a powerful backer.

“That’s right, you have fulfilled the ambitions of every former King of Suspended Peak.”

"Now, you can finally lead your people back home and restore the glory of Xuanfeng."

"..."

Seeing the hopeful look on Clatrus's face, Wan Di remained silent for a while before finally interrupting him mercilessly.

"...Unfortunately, I had no such intention."

"?" Clatrus had a vague sense of foreboding.

"What does it mean?"

Wan Di gazed at the distant body of the god Kefale and said in a deep voice:

"More than two thousand years ago, people who worshipped the power of Nicardi gathered at its foot and established a city-state."

"The Blade Man became the blade of the God of War, following in the footsteps of the Titans to conquer all directions."

"But now, as I look down on this history again as [God], I finally see everything clearly."

Wan Di's gaze was solemn.

"This is an absurd and despicable history."

"People rushed to the battlefield like ants, greedily plundering and killing, and like ants... were trampled upon."

"The city-states, beliefs, and so-called [traditions] that the Suspended Peak people are so proud of—are nothing more than anthills that crumble at the slightest touch in the eyes of the Titans."

"You...!" Kratrus's eyes widened, completely unexpected that Wan Di would utter such treasonous words.

He is the crown prince of Xuanfeng, the most honored person still alive today!

Nicardoli chose him, and the people of Suspended Peak have always believed in him. How could he...?

"Do you intend to strip the Suspended Peak Clan of their millennia-old pride with just a few words?!"

“That pride is nothing, Kratos.” All-Enemy glanced at him. “Now, I have taken over the divine authority of strife. And what follows…”

“I will relinquish the title of so-called [King].

"No, no!" Kratrus exclaimed in disbelief, his words slurred with shock.

The ruthless Wan Di said:

"Pass my words to every Xuanfeng person, I command you."

This is equivalent to the deity of faith giving him an order, which Craterus must carry out according to tradition.

"Don't do that, Medemus..."

Clatrus's eyes were cloudy, and he seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. "I beg you...!"

Wan Di said in a deep voice:

"I will not change my mind, my teacher."

"Can you understand... that the gods worshipped by the people of Suspended Peak for so many years were killed in a single blow by an extraterrestrial visitor?"

"And what about the even weaker mortals in comparison?"

"Isn't the strife among mortals a joke to them?"

"Conquest, warfare..."

"This unfounded belief has harmed countless citizens of Xuanfeng, and countless other city-states caught up in the war."

"Even as the Black Tide was about to engulf the world, the Suspended Blade people followed their incompetent king and pointed their swords at Ohma..."

Looking back on what his people had done all along, Wan Di's goal became even more resolute.

If things really go as they wish, and they lead the Suspended Peak people back to their homeland... then repair Suspended Peak City and consolidate their power...

Those who await the death of the one who is about to fall will likely face annihilation in the end.

Under the spirit of Suspended Peak, many people will shout noble slogans, stand tall, and die in the midst of the Black Tide monsters.

All of this is meaningless.

Wan Di gradually realized that in battles between truly powerful individuals, ordinary people were completely ineffective.

Like two nameless individuals, they never asked for support from Ohma's army, regardless of which expedition they went on.

And what about myself...?

Having obtained the divine authority of Nicardo, the power of [Conflict] flows within him.

At that moment, he finally understood the disparity in power.

“It began in the year 2506 of the Guangli calendar and ended in the year 4931 of the Guangli calendar.”