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

"—Give me the ending a soldier deserves."

Flesh and blood tore apart and shattered, reason returned to its origin, crimson blood energy surged into the divine body, and the spear of divine punishment—Nikadori—returned!

Behind Nicardi, golden wings materialized in the void, and a blazing, holy aura filled his body, while the spearhead gleamed with a cold light.

The boundaries between ancient and modern times have completely disappeared, and everyone is under the same sky.

Bai Er's expression turned solemn. "This is Nicardoli's true form? Unbelievable..."

With his chest rising and falling, Wan Di took several deep breaths to recover.

Turning to look at the stars, a smile curved his lips. "I thought we'd be fighting until the end of the era... Well done."

At that moment, he acknowledged the star that came from outer space.

Chapter 287 A Blow That Flattens the World

[Billy: By the Star Knight, that line... "I am the necessary scar of this world!" is so incredibly cool, it's making my engine oil boil. Burn!]

[Star: Your lines are even more inspiring than mine! Let me show you the bond between Danheng and me.]

Oh my god, I've got goosebumps.

I've decided to make this my motto.

[Jepard: Old friends are drifting further and further away, but I can't fall behind, so I'm putting in extra practice.]

[Sambo: Family, may Old Sambo bless you with all things going well.]

[Potio: My darling, he got me all excited! Hey cutie from the company's business development department, let me make a sound and cheer you on!]

[Scott: Who gave away my coordinates? Luckily, I'm naturally suspicious. Bye-bye, coming your way.]

[Bai Er: Nicardoli at his peak possessed an extraordinary level of oppression.]

[Wan Di: Savior, you're not afraid before we've even met, are you? You need to be prepared to die to avoid being bothered by it.]

[Zhe: Gneus is a true warrior; it has been waiting for this day to come.]

[Clatrus: My Lord God, Prince Medemus will surely fulfill your wish and shoulder your mission; we swear to follow you to the death!]

[Bartluth: This battle maniac actually volunteered to die. But what does that have to do with me? Where's the boss going to get her supplies tonight?]

[Sai Fei'er: Are you out of your mind? Everyone's working hard for the spark of conflict, and you're thinking about stealing.]

[Black Tower: What's so interesting about that? I get more joy from solving a difficult problem.]

There was no time for reflection; the spears of conflict swept relentlessly across the land.

The power of preservation, harmony, and memory can be switched freely in the hands of the star, especially memory, which can greatly slow down Nicardo's offensive.

Golden wings spread behind him, and a spear formed from divine power fell like a meteor.

Slash, parry.

The group dared not relax for a moment. Wan Di leaped into the air, his crimson iron fist like a lion hunting its prey, its force unstoppable.

"You have conquered the curse of immortality... and your demise is your reward!"

Titan's outer stone armor peeled away inch by inch.

A flash of golden light appeared, and a giant sword spanning the battlefield crashed down, spewing out scorching energy that shattered the platform made of top-grade stone.

A faint purple light peeked through the gaps between the butterfly's fingers, and the butterfly fluttered about, rapidly expanding the dense domain of death.

“I promise you, Lord Gnaeus…”

"Your nightmare will end."

Bai E swept past Wan Di, sword in hand, his qi and strength combined, and with this sword he pierced the dawn!

"—Come, let's write an end to this conflict!"

The voice of the Titans echoed across the battlefield. Nicardo raised his golden spear high, his wings unfurling behind him, and boundless energy shot straight into the sky.

"It's coming, that earth-shattering blow—" Wan Di shouted a warning.

A colossal golden spear, exceeding even the scale of Suspended Edge City, fell from the sky. The light reflected from its shaft pierced the clouds, creating an almost violent visual oppression against the disproportionate size of the crowd.

The entire sky was torn apart by this murderous weapon, and Suspended Peak City appeared as small as dust in its shadow, resembling a divine punishment descending upon the world.

This is... the Spear of Divine Retribution!

Although the attack was devastating, thanks to Wan Di's reminder, everyone quickly moved out of the center of the attack range, and the aftershocks of the battle were easily neutralized.

"Victory is in sight! The final blow—"

Bai E strode forward, sword in hand. He couldn't use such a powerful attack a second time in a short period of time, and this was his chance.

The remaining few followed closely behind, joining forces to launch a decisive attack, giving it no chance to react.

The golden spear fell to the ground, and Nicardi braced himself with one hand. The golden wings on his back closed, and all the divine power rushed in, accumulating energy like a rising sun.

The golden threads covering Ohma tightened instantly, firmly fixing the entire holy city in place. Aglaia turned and called out.

"My teacher—"

The Titans' immense energy, like an inverted waterfall, poured into the blades above Suspended Edge City, the blades pointing directly at the Dawn Machine carried by Cephall.

It aims to shatter humanity's last hope.

The conflicting divine power, mixed with the heroic spirits gathered over a century, burned out completely and shot out from the tip of the sword.

The moment that energy beam tore through the sky, the world between Suspended Peak City and Ohma changed color, and all light and shadow were swallowed up.

It doesn't advance at a constant speed, but rather with a violent pulse; with each expansion, the air is compressed into visible ripples.

Wherever it passed, clouds evaporated, mountains and rivers shattered, and even hard rock layers were melted into molten pulp.

Through the crisscrossing gold threads, Aglaia gazed at the suspended peak and uttered softly, "—Now."

The perspective zooms out rapidly, revealing Tibo, Tian, ​​and Tinin, the three chosen ones of destiny, joining forces to open the Gate to a Hundred Realms, where the gates converge into one.

The blazing beam struck directly at it, the dissipating energy illuminating the Dawn Machine, yet it could not advance any further. The Hundred Realms Gate opened a teleportation channel, its destination unknown.

After a brief moment, the wings of conflict shattered into pieces, and the Divine Punishment Blade, lacking energy supply, also came to an end.

Xing stared blankly in the direction of the Dawn Machine, where Tibo and Aglaia had blocked the attack.

“No need to swing the sword anymore…” Bai E slowly stepped forward, and the body of Nicardoli and the golden spear turned into points of light from top to bottom, having burned out.

"From then on, there was no more strife in the world."

[Dartaria: The hero known as Conflict ends his long life and marches toward the glorious death he sought.]

[Wan Di: It never failed any of its subjects or their families. Rest in peace... Nicardoli.]

[Bell: The Titans of Strife are probably among the top-tier combat forces below the Commanders, right? If someone had megalophobia, that giant spear would probably be scared to death.]

[Star: Tibo and the others can even teleport to attack. Luckily you were prepared, otherwise it might have successfully ambushed us.]

[Saifei: Thank goodness, the Dawn Machine wasn't destroyed, otherwise the citizens of Ohm would have been left to die.]

[Tian: Trust us and Aya, no one can break into Ohmma.]

[Fufu: Xing is growing so fast! With the support of various destinies, she has no weaknesses now.]

[Firefly: Star, I'm so glad you're alright.]

Bennett: It's a little sad; the Titan of Strife has ended his life like this.

Wendy: On the bright side, it's been tormented by the Black Tide for centuries, and now it's finally free. Besides, that's exactly the kind of death it wanted; it's the best end for a warrior.

[Hu Tao: So, isn't it time for Wan Di to inherit the flame? I wonder if we'll be able to see the inheritance process.]

[Lygus: The stuck gears have loosened for the first time, and Onphalus is ushering in a brand new future.]

[The Fire Thief: We must... initiate... reincarnation...]

[Bai E: Reincarnation...no, we are about to begin a new creation.]

As the Titans dissipated, the sparks of conflict hovered before everyone's eyes.

"Finally, it's all over."

At this moment, Bai E felt complicated. Looking at the flame before him, his face showed no joy of victory, only confusion about the future.

"The spark of Nicardi..."

Xia Die looked up at the standing Heavenly Punishment Blade, which remained intact.

"Time flies, and a long time has passed since the last Titan fell..."

"The Spear of Divine Retribution [Conflict] is no more, and the Golden Descendants are one step closer to the creation of the world as foretold in the oracle."

Chapter 288 The Most Perfect Golden Descendant

The dilapidated Suspended Peak City stands amidst the ruins, its former prosperity vividly remembered, yet now...

"It's so quiet here it's suffocating... Without Titan in charge, this city feels so unfamiliar."

Bai E turned his head and said, "You've already fought it thousands of times... I guess your ears just haven't gotten used to this peace and quiet yet?"

"...Hmph." After a long battle, Wan Di was too lazy to argue with him.

[Ying: Here we go again, the part I look forward to the most – the mutual teasing.]

[Gui Naifen: Wan Di must be very tired; his tone has slowed down considerably, after all, he's been fighting continuously.]

[Pera: I've released a new book! It's the untold story of a fiery prince and his sunny comrade-in-arms, featuring two male leads.]

[Star: Swipe your credit card as much as you want, I want to give one to every one of Onphalus's friends.]

[Bai E: Uh… buddy, what you…]

[Clatrus: Ahem, um, could I have a copy too? Actually, we Suspended Peak people are quite open-minded, Your Highness, even if you like men…]

[Wan Di: Get lost!]

[Saifeier: Can I become a distributor? Guaranteed to make money.]

Wan Di: "What's the next step?"

Xia Die spoke up from the side: "I made a promise with that Titan... The Golden Child will take away its flame and use it as fuel to light the way for the future."

"You've communicated with Nicardoli...?" Bai Er confirmed again.

Xing nodded. "It's protecting the world from something."

"What did it say?" Wan Di pressed quickly. "I need to know..."

No one cared more about anything concerning Xuanfeng than him, after all, it was his hometown.

Xia Die told Wan Di not to be impatient, and that she would explain everything in detail when they returned to Ohma.

Since that's the case, Bai E looked at the spark of conflict once again.

“Aglaia said…someone must touch and absorb the fire, temporarily becoming its vessel.”

He hesitated, then said, "Wan Di, you..."

"...This honor is yours. This is the scene you've always longed for, isn't it?"

The power of the fire was never the pursuit of an invincible force; he only hoped that the people of Xuanfeng could live safely, without discrimination, and equally.

Bai Er: "But you are more qualified than I am...you have a lot of new wounds on your body."

"If you knew how exhausting a fierce battle is..." As he spoke, Wan Di's voice unconsciously sank to the end, and his open eyes concealed an unconcealable weariness.

"...and you should understand even more that the last thing I want to do right now is to waste my breath."

"...At least argue with me for a bit, right?" Bai E shook his head and laughed. "If you gloss over it so lightly, people will easily think it's not a matter of life and death."

Bai E hoped that Wan Di would argue with him, but he remained silent, clearly exhausted... He still cared about his brothers, and everyone knew that.

[Ling: Actually, it's more that Wan Di doesn't want to compete with Bai E. With pressure from the Xuan Feng clan on one side and his good brother on the other, Wan Di is really in a difficult position.]

[Bai'er: My brother is in my heart. When I create a new world, I will design a Titan image just for you.]

[Fou: So that's why the conflict dislikes Kefal?]

[Alice: Is the top a yellow blob and the bottom a purple blob?]

[Star: Pfft, hahaha, looking forward to it.]