Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

The butterfly lowered its head, seemingly lost in thought:

"That's...good too..."

“In Aedria, their voices…whether pleading or thanking, were all so jarring…”

"Of course, who would like to kill someone? It's not like they're just expendable soldiers..." Yan Huan shrugged.

"But your method of killing is quite artistic; one touch and it's gone."

"Even a proper executioner has to practice his knife skills."

"Swordsmanship?" Xia Die asked in confusion.

"Is it to allow the executed to die with more dignity?"

“Of course.” Yan Huan looked at the crowd still arguing ahead:

"It's better for everyone to die with dignity."

"It's better to die an artful death than to be slowly tortured to death by a dull knife cutting your flesh."

"Hey... since you're in the Holy City, why can't you be in charge of slaughtering pigs?"

Xiadie: “…”

"Perhaps it will turn to ashes..."

Chapter 1369 I Prepared a Gift for You

"That's what the elder who had always taken good care of me said back then."

Xia Die recalled:

She said... "I should respect those who are ready to die."

"Similarly, as a saint who brings glory and liberation to others, I should respect myself."

“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Yan Huan pointed out. “This is a job. Executioners use knives to chop, but you use your hands for art. You’re the best at this line of work.”

“But no matter what the reason, it’s still taking someone’s life…” Xia Die’s eyes dimmed.

"Initially, my presence was primarily to deter deserters."

"The Hades warriors, as fanatical as Aedes, do not accept death overnight."

"I still remember the fear in the eyes of those soldiers when they looked at me..."

“Emmmm…” Hearing Xia Die’s words, Yan Huan didn’t know what to say.

Being forced to go to the battlefield or running away out of fear are all common human reactions.

At times like these, the reasons for fighting and the leader's linguistic skills are more important than the supervisors.

"If you don't like doing it, then don't do it," Yan Huan reminded her.

"You're so capable, who could force you to do something you don't want to do?"

"Instead of the title of 'Holy Maiden of War', a different title would be quite nice, like... Arm Wrestling Champion?"

"Pfft." Xia Die chuckled softly.

"Perhaps you are right."

"But I must ultimately face my own destiny..."

"On the day Oronis's trial was completed, you must have been quite puzzled as well."

"Actually, so am I."

The butterfly sighed:

"I don't understand why you, as someone from beyond the heavens, would so cruelly become entangled in Onpharos's fate so early..."

“I want to do something, but even if I try my best to be more natural, I can’t interact with the living as naturally as an ordinary person.”

"?" Yan Huan frowned. "What do you mean? Am I even human?!"

"Uh, I didn't mean to offend you," Xia Die quickly waved her hand.

"Perhaps it's because your body is too special, after all, you are not a mortal..."

"But if you regain your body, we might..."

"Then it'll definitely be fine," Yan Huan said nonchalantly.

"An attack of your caliber should be ineffective against me."

"If I can be killed by your touch, then I won't need to fight the Star God anymore."

The journey of the Star Train is far from over; Onphalos is just the first stop, a world that Aquivilli has yet to reach. This is only the beginning.

If even a Golden Descendant from this planet can pose a threat to him, then what will become of Yan Huan in the future...?

"That's... wonderful." Xia Die smiled faintly.

"Sir, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"If the crisis in Onphalos can be resolved, perhaps I would like to join you and travel to different worlds..."

"But before that, I want to find the answer to life and death..."

"I always wanted to leave something behind, but I could only let [death] take it away from my fingers..."

“Since then, I haven’t had the courage to confirm it again… until you came to me.”

"Sir, if you encounter any danger, I will do everything in my power to protect you."

"Forget it," Yan Huan said, pouting.

"If I can't handle it, then you coming over here would just be sending yourself to your death."

Xiadie: “…”

Has anyone ever said that you are a spoilsport...?

After chatting for a while, the two noticed that the noise in the center of the bath was getting louder and louder, and that the conflict was gradually escalating.

In particular, it was aimed at the opposition to the [Golden Age].

"Golden Age, please! Without Ohmama local residency, we'll be stuck here working for free forever!"

"Pshaw, this is the golden age for you rich people."

"My hometown was submerged by the Kuroshio Current. Ohmma is just geographically better off, and they say it won't be threatened by the Kuroshio Current... I think they're dreaming!"

"Rather than being enslaved by you capitalists for the rest of my life, the world might as well be destroyed and reshuffled..."

"Damn foreigners, I knew you had ambitions all along!"

Seeing that the group was about to fight each other with the bath tubs, a waiter immediately stepped forward and separated the two groups.

"Silence, silence!"

"Voting is voting, but let's not escalate it to violence!"

"If you stand by what you believe, then do your best to persuade others to vote for you, but do not resort to violence!"

"Tch..." Seeing the waiter step forward, both groups of people put down their weapons and found a way to back down.

This council meeting was not just a war between Aglaia and Kaines, but also a clash between two factions in Ohmar.

Although the Holy City is safe, people still harbor various anxieties under the pressure of the apocalypse.

The collapse of Shuting, in particular, has left many people even more hopeless.

Now that more embers have been collected and more demigods have inherited the authority of the Titans, why do we still have to huddle in this muddy land?

In fact, the situation outside seems to be getting worse...

"It's a pity we didn't fight." Yan Huan sighed, quite disappointed.

"Sir, please stop thinking about watching the show."

Xia Die said solemnly:

"Perhaps, we will also have to fight fiercely when we go to the underworld later."

“A long time ago, Teacher Tinning interpreted a prophecy for me.”

She said: "[At the end of the sea of ​​flowers, the souls of the living will warm your heart; after the farewell, there will be an eternal separation]."

“I am not surprised by this, because what she said did not seem like a prophecy, but rather a complete reflection of my past.”

"Embraces in this world are meant to be for meeting, but my hands can only say goodbye."

"At that time, I also had reason to believe that this destiny would eventually run through my entire life..."

She looked at the group of people walking in the opposite direction ahead and continued:

“But now things have taken a turn for the better: now that I can finally meet with Cenatos, I still have the chance to write another interpretation of that destined prophecy.”

"I have no reason not to give it my all."

"For everyone's sake, and for my own..."

"You intend to fulfill the divine decree?" Yan Huan looked at Xia Die curiously.

The oracle will eventually leave only one person, and it is obvious that person will be Bai E.

Aside from Bai E, the other demigods will probably all have to find a way to exit the stage on their own...

But this kind of exit doesn't seem to count as death.

After all, in the next cycle, everyone can still have a decent time.

Take the underworld, for example; there's a lot to say about it...

"Even in this state, Tining's soul can still be preserved in the underworld, like a backup."

Rather, it's more accurate to say that these Golden Descendants are in a very similar state to Yan Huan.

Even if one dies in Onphalos, their consciousness will return to somewhere, waiting for the next activation, as long as the source remains.

"I don't understand either, maybe I need to think about it some more..." Xia Die smiled gently.