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

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"That's for the best. If he truly is a child chosen by fate..."

"...That prophecy was merely narration in his story."

[Nicole: Tibbo and the others really can see oracles. I thought they were just some ancient saying. Onpharos is amazing.]

[Aglaia: That's why the Golden Blood continue to believe in the oracle. How can we believe in a future of re-creation if it's just a non-existent legend?]

[Fou: Those runes and Onpharos have the same shape in the universe, and their most common meaning is infinite reincarnation.]

[Doctor Truth: Is the oracle the core command for the scepter's operation? Tinin and her group possess partial access, allowing them to observe deeper layers of information about the world.]

[Black Tower: Using a game as an example, the Oracle is more like the main storyline, while the Golden Clan and Titans serve to support it.]

[Walter: Each member of the Golden Clan has a unique logic for acting. The Legacy wants to use them to achieve some purpose in nurturing the Iron Tomb. However, without authorization, this is all just my speculation.]

[Star: Mimi, lend me your book, "As I Am." Where did you collect these memories from? Some of them seem to be illuminated.]

[Mimi: Videos, stories, history.]

[Star: The progress bar for defeating all enemies is more than halfway through. What will happen when it's full?]

[Mimi: I... don't know.]

[Ring: The book that collects memories seems to hold a great secret. Is it the pet of the Memory God after he glanced at you? Could it be acting on behalf of the god?]

[Black Tower: Are you implying that Mimi is Fuli's mobile camera? That's quite possible; it's very much like His style.]

Xing and Xiadie rushed to Xuanfeng City and arrived at the center of the arena.

Thunder roared, and the clashing of weapons echoed.

Sometimes it sounded like metal tearing apart, sometimes like a giant hammer crashing down... The Titan's low roar pierced the sky.

The fighting continues, and it is very intense.

Xing saw this and wanted to rush forward to help, but Xia Die persuaded him to complete the task entrusted to him. Only by finding the truth about immortality could Nicardi be completely eliminated.

"Here, the memories are complete. Give me the fragments." Mimi flew in a circle and hovered in front of Xing.

“The past life…is reborn from me.”

Fragments? Mimi was referring to the memories she had collected in Ohma.

Time was of the essence, so Xing took out the fragment and handed it to it.

"Fragments, complete. Memories...emerge."

"The past life, the entrance... open!"

As the memory fragments were absorbed, a phantom purple portal suddenly appeared in front of the two, causing ripples in the space.

"Is this the gate to the past world?" Xia Die wondered.

Although Onpharos possesses various strange abilities, returning to the past is not a power that can be easily achieved.

The mystery surrounding Mimi continues to grow.

Their eyes met, they nodded, and entered the past world.

What comes into view is the bustling city of Xuanfeng, a vibrant and prosperous place with a constant flow of traffic and people.

The Spear of Divine Punishment still stands in the center of the city. In other words, Suspended Edge City is a mobile war fortress built with the Spear of Divine Punishment as its center, extending outwards in all directions.

The wide road led directly to the city gate, with members of the Conflict stationed every few dozen meters. The people of Xuanfeng who came and went all around were etched with iron will and vigilance, and even in their gentle eyes, there was a sharp edge that was ready to fight at any moment.

Even the most dangerous skies are patrolled by flying vehicles in formation. It's hard to imagine how such a city could have fallen into ruin if the Black Tide hadn't been so devastating.

The two walked slowly along the road, and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

The city of warriors lives up to its name, but now is not the time for sightseeing. Gathering information and finding Nicardoli's weaknesses is the top priority.

As they walked along the road, a silent fighter blocked their way.

"...Hello?" Xia Die greeted politely.

Fighter: "What is it?"

He turned around. The burly fighter wore a helmet, his bronze muscles were clearly defined, and his palms had thick calluses... all these features indicated that he was a very outstanding warrior.

"Excuse me, are you here to participate in the competition?"

“Competition…?” The fighter replied indifferently. “No… I have no interest in boring sports.”

"So...you've come for the Nicardi festival?"

The fighter sighed, "Utterly foolish..."

He turned and left, as if he had made up his mind, without looking at the two of them again.

Xing and Xiadie looked at each other, wondering what was going on with this person.

"What a weirdo..." Xing couldn't help but mutter.

During the Golden War, human life was as worthless as grass, and Xia Die had some understanding of that period of history.

"In those days, it was not uncommon for people to suffer from war trauma. Don't worry about it too much..."

Chapter 283 Gnaeus, Trial

Listening to the conversation of the crowd on one side.

"Crown Prince? Golden descendant? What a joke!"

“Medemos is a coward! Those who followed him from the Hanging Peak are unworthy of the name of the Spear of Retribution… disgraceful fugitives, they will never again bask in glory!”

The indignant men of the Suspended Peak tribe rejected Medemus, who was rightfully entitled to inherit the throne.

“But Medemos was indeed the strongest warrior among us… Now that he has chosen to leave, who else can we follow?”

"The woman from the Suspended Peak tribe said with concern."

The man looked disdainful; he refused to acknowledge Madmos.

“Wang Olivion—the true leader of Suspended Peak—has not fallen! He still holds fast to this city-state and has never given up on awakening the great Titan.”

However, what right do the members of the Xuanfeng clan, who are unaware of the true situation, have to evaluate Wan Di?

He never left out of cowardice... On the contrary, it was the bravest decision, breaking free from the shackles of glory and truly embarking on the path to becoming king through his own efforts.

[Bai E: Wan Di, are you alright? I understand you're not the coward they say you are; you're a true warrior.]

[Wan Di: Ha, you think I'd be influenced? Ridiculous, a man who has repeatedly snatched life back from the jaws of death.]

[Clatrus: Your Highness Medemus, I have followed you since you left the Peak, and we all know that your bravery is unmatched. But why are you unwilling to inherit the flames of strife? Why!]

"The lord is right. Your Highness, please inherit the torch and lead us home."

[Bai E: Why don't you just give in to them? Leave the conflict to you. Although you don't fully understand how to save the world, it seems everyone thinks I'll inherit the flame of world-destroying power—isn't that cooler than you?]

【All Enemies: Savior…! Don't joke with me, you know I'll take it seriously.】

[Bai E: No, this time I'm serious. Haha, I'm entrusting Wan Di to you. Don't fail, or I'll have to reluctantly take your place.]

[Aglaia: Myriad Enemies, since Bai'e trusts you, then go.]

[Tibo: Little enemy, may fate protect you.]

[Clatrus: Your Highness!]

【All Enemies: ...Then let's fight! Nicardoli, I will grant you a glorious death.】

As Xing headed towards the city gate, a roadside stall selling weapons caught his eye.

The stall owner patted his chest and guaranteed that the pieces were crafted by the master craftsman Hattonus, and Xing bought them all without hesitation.

The weapon was old and worn, with faint traces of dark red blood. Although it had been cleaned, Xia Die noticed something was wrong after a closer look.

Traces of death... Where did the weapon come from? Xia Die didn't want to think about it.

Let's keep moving forward.

At its peak, Nicardoli embodied five virtues: courage, honor, reason, perseverance, and sacrifice...

The initial followers of the Suspended Peak also demanded the same of themselves. As time passed, the conflicts affected by the Black Tide gradually lost these qualities, and their followers were not spared either.

Through the clues gathered, Xia Die has clarified the point in time she has returned to.

Wan Di led a portion of his people to seek refuge in Ohma; the old king Euriporn was still alive, while Nicardoli had fallen into a deep slumber; a festival was being held in Suspended Peak City…

So the two decided to disguise themselves as participants and enter the Suspended Peak.

The festival in Suspended Peak City is extremely cruel; one either becomes famous overnight or dies by the blades of those involved in the conflict, their spirits tempered by the spear of divine retribution.

"...Let me through."

The silent fighter, whom they were meeting for the first time, stepped forward.

The registration officer was scathing: "It's you again, you incompetent fool! You're unarmed, yet you dare to dream of joining the Suspended Blade Ritual? This is disrespect to the Spear of Divine Retribution!"

"This is a trial that tests three people at the same time! If you can't even find companions willing to risk their lives for you, you should go home and herd sheep as soon as possible!"

The silent fighter remains silent.

Unfortunately, Xia Die and Xing were both there, so with him, there were three of them.

After the registration officer's incessant taunts, the trial began as scheduled.

"State your names, warriors."

"Galactic Bat Man!"

"...Gnaeus."

[Star: You're Gnaeus? What's going on? You lived hundreds of years ago, and you're a Hoverhead Man.]

[Aglaia: No wonder I couldn't find a trace of you among the remaining humans. But you're the first one who can connect via video while in the past.]

[Gnaeus: I don't know, after these extraterrestrial visitors arrived, I suddenly had... a video?]

[Danheng: Us? Never mind, it doesn't seem surprising.]

As they continued on their journey, Xiaodie asked curious questions.

"Lord Gnaeus, may I ask what you are fighting for?"

"War itself needs no reason; I just want to crush stupidity."

The Suspended Blade Festival's levels are puzzle-solving, which is completely unlike the atmosphere of Warrior's City.

Could it be a case of trying diplomacy first, then resorting to force? Several people speculated.

Tired of solving it...

Gnaeus's knowledge of Titan creations and power puzzled Xia Die; an ordinary fighter could not possibly know such things.

Moreover, he exuded an arrogance, a manifestation of extreme self-confidence.

"Wow...it runs really fast, it can't even fit in one bag..."

"After this trip, I guess I won't have to scavenge for leftovers to fill my stomach for the next few days, right? Hehe... I really hope this festival can last a little longer."

Inside the Hall of Trials, light and cheerful sounds echoed in the ears of the three, and a man emerged from around the corner.

Gnaeus blocked the man's path, and Xing then realized that he was the weapons merchant who had sold things to him earlier.

"Uh, uh, well... three warriors, I can explain! Look, here I am..."

The weapons dealer was caught off guard by their sudden appearance.

Gneiss has zero tolerance and is eager to get started.

“You despicable scavenger, like a dog or a rat… let me send you to meet Cenatos [death], you thief.”

"No!! Stop—" The businessman quickly retreated, he couldn't withstand a beating.

Xia Die blocked their path, "Lord Gnaeus, wait!"

"This is wrong. Please... let him go."

Upon hearing this, Gnaeus was disappointed and questioned her.

"Look back at those shattered corpses, girl... You can kill those warriors without hesitation, yet you pity this filthy rat?"

“Give me an explanation… to prove you’re not as stupid as that rabble.”