Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

To be honest, Danheng was not happy about it.

The Star Train came to Onpharos to lay the Silver Rails there and, incidentally, to replenish its pioneering fuel.

If in the end the exploration fails, the fuel isn't replenished, and Yan Huan and March 7's condition doesn't improve... then Dan Heng and Yan Huan will be trapped in this endless cycle.

What's the point then...?

“If necessary, we might be able to borrow the power of the Fire Thieves to extract a spark of fire and temporarily slow down the completion of the divine oracle,” Dan Heng quickly devised a plan.

His intuition told him that neither [recreation] nor [destruction] was likely the perfect answer that the Nameless One and the people of Ohma wanted.

Being caught up in the situation, the Golden Generation may not be able to maintain a 'clear-headed' perspective.

But they were lucky this time around.

At that moment, Xia happened to be a blasphemer...daring to defile the body of the god Kaphale right under the noses of all the people.

“Okay.” Yan Huan sat on the recliner, took out a power bank, plugged in her phone, and continued playing her single-player game.

"Let's make contact with the remaining Titans first. We Nameless Ones feel like we're playing a puzzle game no matter where we are..."

Given the current resources of the Star Train, even if it encounters a Commander, it has a high margin for error.

To put it even more arrogantly, if the messenger who comes looking for trouble isn't of a high enough standard, the train crew will beat him up like he's their own son...

“I have a feeling we need to be careful,” Dan Heng said, looking at Yan Huan.

"Even an unknown world can be exploited by certain forces and become a prison that traps us."

Chapter 1368 You are quite artistic

'bang bang bang-'

There was a knock on the door of the bathhouse.

"Your Excellency... is I."

Upon hearing Xia Die's voice, Dan Heng slowly stood up, walked straight to the front door, and opened it.

"Lord Danheng, hello. I hope I haven't disturbed your rest." Xia Die smiled slightly.

"No." Dan Heng led Xia Die into the bathing palace. Yan Huan, who was playing a game, glanced at Xia Die and asked:

"Is Aglaia sending out another mission?"

After sitting down, Xia Die gently shook her head.

"It's not..."

"It's truly admirable to see that you are still so energetic."

"Actually, I am making this unconventional visit because of some...personal wishes."

"May I ask you to... hear my request? I would like to ask you to accompany me to retrieve something."

"emmmm..."

"I suddenly feel so sleepy."

Yan Huan put down her phone and quickly closed her eyes.

"It's nothing troublesome, please don't worry," Xia Die said with a faint smile.

"It shouldn't take long to get there from here. Shall we... go?"

Led by Xia Die, Yan Huan was somewhat unwilling, but was still led to the overflowing main pool.

At this moment, many citizens have gathered here, and they are having a heated discussion.

"It seems the referendum on the possibility of the Golden Age returning has begun... There are so many people." Xia Die looked at the crowd and lowered her eyes slightly.

Wherever there is voting, there will be disagreements, and where there are disagreements, there will be arguments.

"I want to vote!" shouted one of the Oronis followers. "How do I vote?!"

The Tarantun believer, with his arms folded, introduced:

“Take your ceramic shard with the engraved runes, choose the Senate in your heart and pray silently until the shard records your choice, then put the shard into the jar.”

Upon hearing this, the followers of Oronis said disdainfully:

"The Senate? Senate my foot!"

"My hometown was swallowed up by the Kuroshio Current long ago. Returning to the Golden Age? I'd say returning to the Golden Age of Ohmma is more like it!"

"Where is Lord Yan Huan? Our demigods of Oronis have not agreed to side with the Senate!"

Upon hearing this, the Tarantun follower smiled faintly:

"The Titans are always fair... as long as we stop offending them, we will not be punished by the gods."

The followers of Oronis were furious. "What an old scumbag."

"The Titans, driven to madness, should have long ago yielded to the demigods. We'll see!"

Seeing the other party's agitation, the Tarantun follower also retorted sarcastically, "I'd like to teach Tarantun to wake you up with a weight. We'll see!"

Hearing the heated argument, Yan Huan felt much better.

"What a peaceful day!"

"You certainly enjoy watching a good show," Xia Die said, maintaining her smile.

"It seems... you enjoy this atmosphere."

"Even today, I still find it incredible."

"In the crumbling city of Onfaros, only here remains a beacon of light. The people of Ohma still resolve issues through voting..."

"This peaceful scene...it doesn't feel like the end of the world at all."

"That's great!" Yan Huan said proudly, hands on her hips.

"Actually, it wouldn't be bad if Huang Jinshi came back. Everyone should seal the city gates, build high walls, and never go out again."

“From now on, Onphalus will only have this one city.”

"Does Your Excellency also think that the Golden Age is feasible?" Xia Die asked Yan Huan curiously.

If choosing not to inherit the godhood after defeating the Death Titan could solve the problem, then why didn't anyone think of this in the previous cycle of reincarnation...?

"It definitely won't work." Yan Huan shrugged.

"If there were such a simple bug, would we have given it to you?"

"Besides, even if people really don't die, the Black Tide monsters will definitely stab people, right?"

"The pain will be unbearable, and you won't be able to die... then living is worse than dying."

Upon hearing this, Xia Die also felt that there was some truth to it.

"To be honest, Your Excellency..."

"Before coming to Ohma, I lived for a long time in a snow country called [Aidiria]."

"That was a city-state that worshipped Senatos and was famous for its unique funerary culture."

"And I was once an important part of that tradition..."

"?" Yan Huan looked at Xia Die curiously, "You still believe in feudal superstitions?"

"If you don't cremate your body properly, it will turn into a zombie."

"What is a zombie?" Xia Die asked, puzzled.

"Let's just consider them as humans corrupted by the Kuroshio Current." Yan Huan shrugged.

"I see..." Xia Die seemed to be deep in thought.

"Even if you don't die, will you still feel pain and have your mind corrupted by the black tide?"

"It seems we still need to prepare the body properly for burial."

"To be honest, Your Excellency, I am currently the mortician in Ohma..."

“But in the past, I was the Holy Maiden of Aidiria, the one who oversaw the war.”

"Supervise the battle?" Yan Huan raised an eyebrow.

"You were pointing a gun at someone behind the army?"

“It means pointing at someone with your finger,” Xia Die explained.

“At that time… the Aedrians found me wandering alone in the ice fields and regarded my curse as a blessing of Cenatos.”

"They believed that my hands could end the errors of the Golden Age and lead people to meet the great god of death."

"They provided me with a place to stay, in exchange..."

“I need to treat death row inmates, prisoners of war, and heroes equally, and grant them [merciful death].”

"Got it, end-of-life care." Yan Huan understood instantly.

Being touched could make you disappear from this world; that's a kind of euthanasia.

"Is that what you think too?" Xia Die asked, looking at him.

"but……"

"In my view, whether violent or dignified, death is death..."

"Taking someone else's life is never something worth believing in..."

“That’s true, peace is the most important thing.” Yan Huan put her hands in her pockets and looked at the arguing crowd in the distance.

"Who would really want to fight to the death?"

"If given the opportunity to live a stable life, apart from a few people at the top of the power structure... at least ordinary people would choose this option."

"Your Excellency... have you ever seen such a world?" Xia Die asked with some curiosity.

"Of course I've seen it." Yan Huan stroked her chin.

"But conflict is inevitable, only it will no longer take the form of war."