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

[Danheng: In that case, the recent siege by the Titan Families of the Conflict makes sense.]

[Wan Di: How could this be... Nicardoli...]

[It is not strife! Our gods would not do such a thing. Lord of All Enemies, grant it a glorious death, just as the Golden Lion-Headed Lord said.]

[Clatrus: Faith has crumbled, the Suspended Blade Dynasty is on the verge of collapse, will we become the next nation to perish? Prince Medemus, you are our last chance, lead us home!]

[Qingque: This move is absolutely jaw-dropping. So going mad doesn't just mean literal; it means disregarding costs and defying common sense.]

[Gnaeus: The Black Tide has already corroded this part of our remains; time is running out.]

[Aglaia: Butterfly, Tibo... help me locate the polluted areas in the city, I will then purify them.]

Tibo: Leave it to us.

“No… Nicardoli would never…” Wan Di refused to believe it.

Bai'er's expression was grave. "No wonder Ohmma was attacked. I never imagined that a Titan driven to madness could still have such a scheme..."

“Ohmah is facing annihilation. Someone must come to its aid,” Wan Di said anxiously.

After a moment's thought, Bai Er said, "No, that's not right. We must keep moving forward and complete our mission."

"Have you been blinded by fame and fortune?" Wan Di questioned. "I've said it before: if we want to win, we must mobilize the entire army."

Bai E understands the meaning of "ten thousand enemies".

“We are only one step away from Nicardoli. Once we defeat the source of evil, the conspiracy will dissipate.”

"Just like that terrible blow, you and I are also arrows released from a bow. Nicardoli can bring annihilation to Ohma, and vice versa."

Bai E looked at Xing beside her.

"Moreover... I trust Aglaia and Teacher Tibo. There are two demigods guarding Ohma, as well as our companions; they can protect the holy city."

Xing nodded. "Danheng is here too."

Taking a deep breath, Wan Di suppressed his impatience.

"...Alright, I'll trust your judgment this time. I hope we won't be pushed into an abyss of regret."

Wan Di looked to one side and muttered to himself.

"Nikadori... has your divine body truly been hollowed out by the hand of madness? Have you completely abandoned the dignity of a warrior...?"

Chapter 270 Fighting Titans

[Tibo: Don't worry, Little White, Little Enemy. Aya and I will protect Ohmma. You just focus on going forward.]

[Wan Di: I understand. But Nicardoli's strike, imbued with the spirits of his fallen comrades, is enough to pierce through Ohma.]

[Aglaia: Thank you for thinking of Ohma. I am also prepared to protect the Holy City for a thousand years. You and Bai'er can go ahead and do it.]

[Bai'er: Huff... Nicardoli, we need to speed up too.]

[Wan Di: I did this for the people of Xuanfeng, who still live in the Holy City.]

[Star: I understand, I understand. You definitely weren't concerned about the safety of the other Golden Bloods; it was just a coincidence.]

[Ayaka Kamisato: Mr. Mantei is like a proud little lion. He's clearly worried about everyone, but he pretends to be cold.]

[Ju Fufu: I want to learn from Wan Di, to show my junior sisters and brothers the might of my senior sister, and to reclaim the might of Hu Xiren!]

At the end of the great battle, Nicardo inexplicably went mad, and his divine power has been reduced to less than one-tenth of its original value.

He should have died a glorious death, but instead he forged a half-body in Suspended Peak City... thus prolonging his life and completely losing his dignity as a warrior.

But is the truth really as the world sees it?

Through Bai E, Xing learned about Wan Di's ultimate skill—refusing to die.

As its name suggests, Wan Di possesses an immortal body.

The family members who blocked the road were defeated.

Wan Di: "Are you ready, Savior?"

“I’m always preparing.” Bai’er straightened his back. “Bearing the seeds of conflict…that’s my lifelong wish.”

Behind that door lies the place where Nicardi's body resides.

Three people’s muscles, muscles, and muscles.

Bai Er was in a daze. "We are so close to the fall of a Titan... It feels so unreal."

“There’s no need to regard it as a god anymore. You, me, it—we’re just warriors who fought to the death, nothing more.” Wan Di’s eyes were filled with rage.

When a god betrays its faith, it is not worthy to be called a god!

The stench of blood and the heatwave swept through the hall, and the wails of the dead could even be heard…

"The destiny I've been waiting for... lies behind this door."

Titan of Strife, I, Bai'e, will grant you glorious death, the end of the gods of this world.

As the door lock screws open.

A crimson color gushed out, and the unbearable heat and maddening aura constantly affected the three of them.

"I feel so dizzy," Xing unconsciously rubbed her forehead.

But Bai E pounded his chest and gritted his teeth, "How can I give up here!"

"Don't forget, we're standing here because of your persistence." The cold words echoed in his ears, yet Wan Di remained completely unaffected by the Titan. "Then show that damned resolve."

"How can I pretend this is just an ordinary battle?" Bai E frowned, his tone stubborn.

"My mission, my meaning... I've staked everything on this. Have you forgotten? The suffering of my people... the erosion of our homeland..."

Nicardi lay prostrate in the center of the platform, like a dragon sleeping in its lair, waiting for the dragon-slaying warrior to step forward.

“Of course I won’t forget.” Wan Di closed his eyes, his lips as heavy as lead. “But I’ve mastered a technique that you might not understand.”

"All the regret and anger—in moments like these, I've learned to control them, to forge them into an incomparably sharp weapon, to use them for my own purposes..."

Xing and Bai'e followed Wan Di's movements from their perspectives as he descended the steps and approached Nicardoli step by step.

"He has a simple name: Killing Intent."

A sliver of crimson light drifted from Wan Di's eyes; immortality was a joke... He had fought his way back from the River Styx time and time again through sheer willpower.

“You are a beast,” Bai Er exclaimed. “But now, perhaps we should all succumb to the beast within us.”

Xing nodded emphatically, this battle is absolutely unwinnable!

Now... it's time to declare war on the conflict.

At the forefront, Wan Di roared, "Rotten god! Face me and welcome your doom!"

The Titan's body creaked as it sensed the raging fire that soared to the heavens. Its golden spear scraped against the ground as Nicardoli slowly rose and looked down upon its countless enemies.

Mortals... dare to attempt to kill gods!

"I am the Son of the Blade, the Golden Descendant of the Oracle." Wan Di strode forward, his aura no less imposing than that of a Titan.

"I've brought you the fairest price—"

"I'll trade my thousand scars and a hundred lives for your glorious death in an epic tale!"

Nicardoli roared to the sky, the rough friction sound carrying a scalding ferocity that made my eardrums ache.

Even though it had long since descended into madness, the pride etched into its very bones by conflict told it: Kill them, kill them!

[Star: Won't you be awesome, Nicardo... Let me show you the bond between the three of us!]

[Bai E: Uh… what bond?]

[Star: Nicardo, I have brought you destruction! Destruction! All three of us are destined for destruction.]

[Silver Wolf: Are you playing with a Star Shovel here, trying to build up synergies?]

[Rin: Wow, Wan Di is so adorable, I want to take the little lion home.]

[Vivian: Ropewright... sir!]

[Zhe: I'm rooting for Bai E. Want to make a bet? Bai E is definitely the most handsome.]

[Nicole: Hey, you two, are you here to chase after celebrities? You're always the most active one around.]

[Star: That's right, it's all about following celebrities. My charm is irresistible.]

[Sino: Ha…]

[Tinari: Shut up!]

[Fou: The battle... is awesome! The battle... is awesome!]

[D'Artagnan: Wait, you're using my words.]

[Saifei: Little Prince, Savior Boy, Gray... Charge! Quickly take care of Nicardoli, then we can go treasure hunting in Suspended Peak City, hahaha...]

[Bartleus: Big sister, take me with you, take me with you.]

[Firefly: Star Baby, be careful.]

"Wan Di, I can't be like you..."

"But I will fight in my own way, hunting down the gods!" Bai E swung his sword and slashed.

The sword light struck Nicardoli's body, leaving only white marks, while the Titan leaped up, holding his spear in both hands, and plummeted downwards with the spearhead pointing downwards.

The ground shook, and debris flew everywhere.

"Watch this!" The Flame Spear blocked, and Star absorbed most of the damage.

The crimson iron fist struck Nicardoli's head from the side, causing him to retreat step by step.

Nicardoli embedded his spear into the ground to steady himself, then unleashed a series of powerful and sweeping attacks, reaping the battlefield.

Bai E retreated out of attack range, shouting, "Don't even think about using your inferior half-body to deal with us anymore—crush us!"

Nicardi knelt, his golden spear standing upright, his murmurs echoing through the hall once more. The liquid gold-like substance on his divine body writhed and coalesced, and a golden body even sprouted from his upper body.

"So you're finally willing to reveal your true form, Titan?" Taking advantage of its unpreparedness, Wan Di grabbed its supporting arm and used all his strength to throw it backwards.

The Titan, which had just revealed its true form, collapsed with a deafening roar.

"Fallen god, taste the wrath of man!"

Wan Di shook his slightly numb wrists and clasped his hands together in front of him... A crisp "snap" sounded, not loud, but it carried the meaning of ending.

Titan's massive form rose to its feet, its rage swelling in its chest. A mere insect had managed to humiliate it so badly—unforgivable!

Raising its golden spear, layers of magic arrays stacked upon each other, doubling the gravity in the arena. The three seemed to be stuck in quagmire, their movements visibly slowed, while it remained agile.

“Star!” Bai E shouted.

Turning around, they switched to the same path of destiny, tossing the hat like a frisbee, causing a burst of starlight and various amplifications to the three of them.

Speed, strength, and defense have been improved in almost every aspect.

Wan Di couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

Chapter 271 Immortality

"It's at its last gasp!" Bai E deflected the golden spear, interrupting the spellcasting.

His eyes narrowed. "Crush the armor of strife, and pluck its flame!"

The three attacked together, and Nicardi, who had taken all the blows, collapsed to the ground, his light dimmed.

Before the three could catch their breath, golden light, like smooth silk, flowed into the Titan's body, mending its shattered form.

Nicardo gripped his spear tightly, as if reborn.

"An immortal bastard... interesting." Wan Di sneered, resuming his fighting stance.

As Nicardi roared, Suspended Peak City trembled, and the enormous blade that had been guarding it slowly rose into the air, where the soul power of countless heroic spirits was gathered and activated.

The tip of the greatsword was stained bright, its target pointing directly at... Ohma!

Bai E exclaimed in astonishment, "Battle Spirits are gathering above Suspended Peak City... and surging towards the Edge of Heavenly Punishment!"

"He had no intention of winning or losing; he was merely using death after death to temper the blade in his hand... Even if it meant enduring a hundred deaths, he would pierce through Kefal's body!"