Xingtie: Starting with an in-depth analysis of the Yellow Springs

Logically speaking, Onphalus should not have any contact with the outside world, let alone possess a synesthetic beacon.

Forget it, our current goal is Nicardoli; we can deal with these problems later.

[Bai E: I was indeed quite puzzled before, but now that the mastermind is Lai Gu Shi, everything makes sense.]

[Ring: Let's fast forward to Nicardo! Although watching Wan Di and Bai E bicker is quite interesting, it's a bit bland.]

[Fireworks: How about we do some character-specific episodes, like those for Ruan Mei and Hei Ta?]

[Gui Naifen: I support this.]

[Fufu: I think it's pretty good. Every part sets the stage for the final chapter, and I really like it.]

[Star: There's no time to explain. We're also preparing to conquer Nicardoli. We can take care of it while we're at it.]

[Gnaeus: Warriors, let it die by the sword, granting the strife its final glory.]

[Bai E: You are... a Suspended Peak Man?]

[Wan Di: I have never heard of this person among the people of the Hanging Peak currently residing in Ohma.]

【Your Highness Medemos, please inherit the torch and lead us home; the Suspended Wind should not live under someone else's roof.】

[I swear to follow His Highness to the death. Ohmama may be beautiful, but it does not belong to us. Even if I die beneath the Black Tide, I will have no regrets!]

【Wan Di: I... refuse.】

[Clatrus: Medemus, you have abandoned the pride accumulated by the Suspended Clan over thousands of years! I... I absolutely disagree.]

[Wan Di: Pride? Can it have saved our people? No. I will crush it with my own hands, extinguishing any hope you may have.]

The spiked emblem has been added.

"As expected of the central area, quite a show of force," Bai E said calmly.

Before them stood a troop of Nicardi soldiers: archers, spellcasters, swordsmen, and all sorts of enemy troops, guarding the arena entrance.

Xing swung his bat, "Now we have a chance to take the lead!"

Bai'er agreed, "Just as I thought, you also have the heart of a fighter, my friend."

"If the records are correct, directly beneath the Blade of Divine Punishment lies the world-renowned Suspended Edge Arena. The path beneath our feet leads either to glory or to death..."

"Of course, the glory is ours, and death—is dedicated to them!"

Bai E gripped his longsword tightly, the blade gleaming coldly, and a sword rang out.

"Approaching us is the fearsome gladiator duo, the Dark Swordsman Bai Er—"

"—And there's Galaxy Batman!" Star looked ahead with disdain.

The two of them walked out with the feeling of a thousand troops and horses.

Bats and swords flashed as they moved through the air as if it were empty.

Bai E got so excited that he couldn't help but explain it aloud.

"A brutal blow! Batman left the enemy no way out! Did you hear that? A deafening roar of cheers—"

"Hmm...it takes a bit of imagination." Xing smashed the enemy's head with his club, then paused to imagine the cheers of thousands.

The battle continues, and there are still many enemies.

Horizontal slash, vertical slash!

"Beautiful teamwork! These two gladiators—" Bai Er rambled on and on, making it seem like a real match.

Wan Di interrupted Bai E from the side, "Your delusions are disturbing me!"

Bai E glanced at it.

"...and they also have to deal with noise interference from outside the venue, how pitiful." As they said this, their hands didn't stop.

The remaining enemy troops were eliminated within one minute.

"With their superior strength and perfect teamwork, the two gladiators defeated all their opponents..." Bai E declared, standing before the corpses of the enemy soldiers.

Beneath Wan Di's feet lay corpses, "...but the glory they longed for did not arrive as expected."

"What a disappointment, not even a trace of Titan's aura. Is Nicardoli hiding?" Bai Er gazed into the distance.

Wan Di: "The Soul Forging Zone, it's mostly guarding that area."

"The path is right behind you."

After telling the two, Wan Di embarked on another path, where many parasites also thrived.

The spectacular scenes in the arena were also captured by Xing's camera.

[Xing: As expected of you, Bai'er, we have such great chemistry. You're my natural partner. Uncle Yang and the others never cooperated with me before, but you actually brought me along.]

[Bai'er: Partner, you're just as to my liking. If we join forces, we'll turn Onpharos upside down.]

[Star: That's right, it's the mischievous Pharos.]

[Danheng: Ahem, Xing, mind your image.]

[Himeko: This child and Bai'er seem to get along quite well. But, Welt, don't hold back, just say one of your classic lines.]

[Rin: Ideals, beliefs... I have surpassed that man!]

Walter: ...

[Xia Die: Hehe, Lord Bai E is truly amusing. It seems you were quite modest during your student days.]

[That moment Xia: It made my vision go black. Don't tell anyone you're my student when we're out in public.]

[Bai E: A battle needs an atmosphere to set it off.]

[Bai Lu: This symptom seems to be called...chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).]

[Tian: Little White, Little Enemy, you two are really interesting. I'm going to save this for you in the future.]

[Billy: Cool! I'll say the same thing when fighting with Muta.]

[Ambi: You... you're on your own team.]

Chapter 269 Mad God Nicardo

"We meet again. How's the battle going?" Bai E called out from afar.

Wan Di: "Thirty."

“That’s not much of a difference, we still have a chance.” Bai E said, one hand on his hip.

"Oh, right, I forgot to mention earlier that we got a stone tablet with ancient language from Suspended Peak City engraved on it. Could you help translate it later?"

Wan Di said in a meaningful tone, "This is beyond your knowledge? You omnipotent unofficial historian."

"You can continue to enjoy your leisurely life; I'm not going to keep you company."

The two met again, but Wan Di left behind some of his men and went ahead.

Bai E shook his head. This guy was really confident and deliberately held back.

After clearing out the enemy forces, Xing repaired the broken bridge by manipulating the Hand of Zagres and marched towards Nicardoli.

The Hand of Zagres, the bewitching hands left by the treacherous Titans around the world, are used by people to carry things, and... steal.

Numerous traps and obstacles could not stump the two of them.

But Wan Di had been waiting for a long time, "Too slow."

"Sorry, it's someone's fault for not clearing the obstacles from the road," Bai Er shrugged.

"Enough with the nonsense, let's see the results."

Wan Di displayed the thirty emblems of Suspended Edge City that he had collected.

"Ha!" Bai E's face lit up with joy. "Looks like we're the winners."

As expected, Wan Di snorted coldly, "A bet's a bet, the final blow is yours."

[Robin: Wan Di seems to be doing this on purpose. He already had 30 before, but the number hasn't increased. As someone who used to live there, he's far more familiar with the terrain than Bai E. I can't think of any way he could lose.]

[Star: He really... I'm so upset... You two are really going for each other.]

[Wan Di: Hmph, I'm just tired and don't want to fight anymore.]

[Bai'er: Good brother, you're still protecting me even when facing the Titans of Strife. But there's no need, I'm confident I can beat you.]

[Tibo: Why can't you speak properly? You're sharp-tongued, but deep down you care about the other person more than anyone else.]

Wendy: Friendship... cherish it while you can.

Bai E paused for a moment.

“Wait, I thought about it again—the stakes are still too high. Deciding the glory through a contest is not a sign of reverence for God.”

“I’ll change the stakes. You just need to share half of your spoils with us. As for Nicardoli… we’ll join forces to defeat him.”

"...provided that you and I can do it." Wan Di poured cold water on the idea and handed over the emblem.

"Here's your loot."

Bai E was taken aback. "So, it's right ahead?"

“Its presence is faint, but it is there. Our paths to conflict are about to intersect.” Wan Di’s words were precise.

The three arrived at a lion head statue. The once brilliant golden lion head was now extremely dim. Time had brought it to its end, and dust had covered it with its pajamas.

The Golden Lionhead is the foremost strategist in Suspended Peak City; his advice has won numerous battles and thwarted countless conspiracies.

Unfortunately, it has now lost its voice.

“Maide…Moss?”

An aged, deep voice came from the lion's mouth.

"Crown Prince..."

Wan Di's pupils widened slightly in disbelief, "...Lion Head?"

"So many years have passed... and you're still awake?"

The golden lion head, "Maide...Mos..."

“I will never...forget your voice. I have always...waited for this moment.”

Wan Dizheng said, "Speak, my teacher! I will listen to your teachings."

“Crown Prince…Hanging Peak City has lost everything. Its people… its traditions… and its most precious possession, its glory.”

Wan Di frowned.

"People migrate for survival, traditions are eroded by time, but glory? Even if it is hidden in the thick smoke and the city walls crumble, Suspended Peak City has never betrayed the honor of its warriors. Why do you say such things?"

"Our god... has completely lost his mind. He is no longer the revered war totem... He has fallen, and is brewing a disgraceful conspiracy..."

“I beg you, Medemos…end its long suffering, let it die as a warrior! It must…with glory…”

The golden lion head fell into eternal silence.

"My master?" Wan Di cried out, his voice trembling. "My master... answer me! In the name of the Crown Prince, I command you..."

“…Wan Di.” Bai E woke him up. “Let it rest. It should be tired by now.”

Wan Di closed his eyes for a moment to adjust his emotions.

"...Perhaps it's just the delirium of an old lion on its deathbed; let's not take it to heart. Let's continue on our way..."

"Wait a minute." Bai E took out the stone tablet from before.

Wan Di took it, his attitude noticeably sharper, clearly indicating that what had just happened was still affecting him.

Brief description of the stone slab:

Nicardoli planned to use the Black Tide to deal with Ohma, and ordered his men to infiltrate and hide their corrupted relatives in various places.

After several days of weathering, the foul odor of the deceased's relatives will linger in the streets and alleys.

When the people of Ohm are exhausted from searching for the source, Nicardoli will be able to seize the opportunity to gather the spirits of the heroes, direct the Blade of Divine Retribution directly at Ohm, and pierce the entire city-state with the Sword of Strife.

Finally, the massive army pressed in and reclaimed humanity's last sacred land.

[Saifei: Holy crap, has Nicardori been possessed by the Titan of Deception? This conflict is dirtier than my heart. Aya, find the sources of that pollution quickly, we can't let it succeed.]