Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Listening to these people's conversation, Cecis, who was next to Xia, felt a strange feeling.

"Trials, prophecies... the topics they're discussing seem somewhat familiar."

"None of these three people have ever left their names in history."

"Otherwise, I certainly wouldn't have no recollection of it..."

At that moment, Xia glanced at Serhis and said disdainfully:

"Isn't it surprising that the history of Onpharos was a chaotic mess before the Titans came into being?"

"I had suspected this for a while. But for now, let's see what happens next."

“Wait a minute…” Xia Die stared at the fighter and couldn’t help but speak:

“This soldier…I’ve seen him somewhere before.”

"Isn't that a foot soldier?" Yan Huan pointed to the fighter next to Calypso and Polycia and introduced him.

"They're still wearing the armor of Suspended Peak City, you can't even see their faces."

"We had tons of these kinds of low-ranking soldiers when we went to Suspended Peak City..."

“No, they shouldn’t be ordinary soldiers.” Xia Die looked at Yan Huan.

"This is the heart of the primordial vortex; without special status, one should not be able to enter..."

The three heroes were likely discussing the completion of the demigod trial.

It seems that the trial of Polycia can only be completed by sacrificing oneself or one's sister.

So she was in a dilemma.

Polycia's body looked very unhealthy, giving the impression that she was about to die.

But as she said before, she was afraid of death, so she was never able to make up her mind to sacrifice herself.

Therefore, the 'older sister' she mentioned was prepared to make a sacrifice.

In such a serious setting, how could it be as Yan Huan said, that the person standing next to her was a lowly soldier?

"I remember now," Xia Die suddenly realized.

"If Calypso corresponds to Sersis..."

"Then this fighter should be the predecessor of Nicardoli, namely Mr. Gnaeus."

"Huh? Is that so?" Yan Huan squinted and carefully examined Gnaeus in front of her.

He was clearly a lowly soldier, looking no different from the other fighters.

Perhaps because they didn't pay, their appearance isn't even worthy of being remembered...

Gnaeus: "?"

Chapter 1364 I Can’t Accept Death

“Gnaeus, are you confident in your trial?” Calypso asked.

“Hmm.” Gnaeus nodded.

The scene changes again.

This time, the group arrived at the Soul Forging Zone of Suspended Peak City.

Under Yan Huan's gaze, Calypso looked at Gnaeus and said in a deep voice:

"It seems you've made up your mind."

“Yes.” Gnaeus nodded. “This is the safest approach.”

In the arena above the scorching lava, Calypso looked around and said to the statues:

"Separate courage, honor, perseverance, sacrifice, and reason from each other..."

"Sigh, you really know how to make things difficult."

Gnaeus looked at Polycia, who was sitting in a wheelchair beside him, and said seriously:

"Please, young lady... be my witness to my demise."

He then looked at Calypso.

"Lord Calypso, you will preside over the [Soul Ritual]."

Seeing the fighter so determined to die, Polycia was somewhat unable to understand.

“I don’t understand,” Polycia asked, looking at Gnaeus.

Why are you willing to sacrifice for a future you cannot witness?

“Because that is our destiny.” Gnaeus’s gaze was firm.

"My power is so violent that one day it will engulf me."

"Besides—[I would rather die in battle than return in glory]—I have already embarked on this path."

“I believe that if it were your sister or Caius, they would have chosen to do the same.”

Polycia lowered her head, pondered for a moment, and then denied it:

"But... I'm not that brave."

"I don't know how to face something so heavy..."

Gnaeus noticed the girl's confusion and offered her comfort.

"As the chosen one of [death], I still don't know how to face it..."

"Let's talk, young lady."

"Perhaps my journey shouldn't have ended so hastily."

"There is still time, and I am not afraid to let fate wait a little longer."

Watching the three talk and feeling this terrifying sense of déjà vu, Xia Die said with certainty:

"Indeed, this warrior... is Lord Gnaeus."

"As the divine incarnation of Nicardo, he entrusted his life to us...so that humanity may end his madness with its own hands."

"So, what we see before us is..."

Logically speaking, Gnaeus is the previous incarnation of Nicardo.

The Soul Splitting Ritual in the present world was carried out by the priests of Suspended Edge City on their own initiative after Nicardoli was corrupted.

But why... does Nicardoli have the same ending in both his previous and current lives?

"At least, my guess has been proven correct." Xia said with a disdainful expression.

"These heroes are exactly what the Titans looked like before they became gods."

"In that case, the [Chosen of Death] in Gnaeus's possession should naturally also be..."

Xia Die hesitated before answering, "Polysia...is this what Senatos used to look like? But her appearance..."

At that moment, Xia continued:

"If that's the case, knowing where she went will naturally lead to the location of the Death Titan."

Xia Die gazed at the scene before her:

"But before that, we must first witness the outcome for Lord Gnaeus..."

Just like what Yan Huan remembered, Nicardoli's previous life's soul-splitting ritual also had the exact same inscription.

'By Nicardo's courage, this boy has never retreated a single step on the battlefield—'

“These salutations must be alchemical incantations,” Xia quickly realized.

'It will act as a wall, blocking the endless spread of madness. It knows all too well: if the end times come, there will be nothing left to conquer…'

Three ancient heroes stood in the center of the field and began to set up.

Calypso, as the officiant of the ceremony, said in a deep voice:

"Glory, courage, perseverance, sacrifice... In the end, is only rationality left?"

Gnaeus remained calm.

"Cheer up, you two. There's no need to shed tears for a glorious death."

Polycia shook her head:

"All partings in this world are sorrowful, Your Excellency..."

“No, little girl.” Gnaeus didn’t seem to agree with that.

"As a soldier, I have witnessed far too many violent deaths."

"But now, I can feel peace... I didn't know there was such a way to live in the world."

Seeing his nonchalant attitude, Polycia said helplessly:

"Even though your soul is almost gone, you are still so optimistic... Or is it that you are no longer capable of feeling sorrow?"

Gnaeus shook his head.

"Frankly, I don't know."

"But I can confirm this: it's not acceptance of fate, indifference, or despair... it's just about enjoying myself."

"Enjoy yourself?" Polycia looked completely bewildered.

“Exactly,” Gnaeus explained.

"On this journey with you, I have changed the world and myself."

"Now, I have reached the finish line."

"Looking back, how can we not feel exhilarated to see the magnificent poem we have written with our own hands?"

This was the first time Polysia had heard of this concept.