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

The pink-haired girl was pierced through the heart by a long sword, golden blood gushed from her chest, and her body drooped downwards, gradually losing all signs of life.

"I hope this world will never need a savior."

Chapter 300 The Frozen Little March

[Bai E: Xi Lian... It's all my fault. I failed to protect everyone.]

[Xi Lian: I truly wish there were no saviors in this world. Bai E, you don't need to feel guilty; it was our own choice. You are the true hero to everyone.]

[Ying: Look at this scene, the Erimitche is behind the statue of Pharaoh, what a beautiful and lovely place!]

[Mimi: She's really pretty, isn't she?]

[Star: What does this have to do with you? But how was she killed? That sword couldn't be... the Fire Thief, could it? Why would he massacre Bai E's village? There's no reason for that.]

[Bai Er: Who knows? That guy is a monster; how could he possibly have emotions?]

*Alicia: The boy who dreams of becoming a hero will eventually bear everything. Little Xilian, I've already guessed who you are. Want to bribe me? Hehe.*

[Xi Lian: Oh, I knew you wouldn't tell, because we're the same kind of people. Let's surprise them.]

[Fufu: What are you guys talking about? I don't understand a word!]

[Rin: How strange, aren't you two from two different worlds? Where does this feeling of perfect understanding come from?]

[Walter: I wish this world were free of the people I remember. I'm tired.]

[Qingque: Is this even human? I've only been on screen for three minutes and you've already stabbed me? Are you a devil?]

On the Star Train...

Himeko looked down. "Pam, is your staff meal ready?"

The train conductor, wearing a chef's hat, nodded. "Of course, it's all ready! In March, a passenger was feeling unwell, so I specially prepared an easy-to-digest, custom-made menu for the train conductor."

"Himeko, could you please deliver this to her?"

“Of course, no problem. By the way…” Before Himeko could finish speaking, Pam quickly refused.

"No, no, you can't give coffee to the patient!"

Himeko thought for a moment, "Heh...that makes sense."

[Star: Maru... Well done, Train Conductor Pam, March almost came to an end.]

[Walter: Ahem. Himeko, March isn't feeling well and needs to rest. She shouldn't be drinking caffeinated coffee, you know what I mean.]

[Himeko: ...Then I'll have to save it for you. I've accumulated quite a few coffee ideas these past few days.]

[Himeko Murata: The coffee is a bit bitter, but it's not as bad as you guys say. Why don't I try some? It'll be good for quitting my alcohol addiction.]

[Walter: You're not dead, are you? Say something. @Himeko Murata]

[Himeko Murata: This tastes pretty good. That's strange, I never used to like coffee.]

[Himeko: After all these years, I've finally found a kindred spirit. Come try this... Black Mud 3.0.]

[Walter: ...I'm glad you like it. I was overthinking it.]

"March, I'm coming in, okay?" Himeko gently pushed open the door, and a blast of cold air hit her face.

Pam's culinary expertise in health preservation resulted in the meal breaking into pieces and splattering with broth.

At this moment, a chill enveloped the room. March 7th huddled within the translucent, shimmering ice, her eyes tightly shut. The lively girl's silence was heart-wrenching.

[Rin: Oh dear, why is March 7th frozen? Is this the illness you mentioned before?]

[Danheng: When she was taken to the train in March, she was encased in six-phase ice, perhaps as a protective mechanism. We need to speed things up to prevent any unforeseen events.]

[Walter: Although Onphalus was part of Lycurgus's scheme, why did it attract the Seventh of March? I still can't understand that.]

[Black Swan: Perhaps it's related to her past memories; once we find her, everything will become clear.]

Paimon: Isn't she cold?

[Sino: Of course, beautiful but freezing.]

[Bai'er: Miss March 7th, I hope she is safe and sound in Onphalos.]

[Xing: In March, she's so naive. I'm afraid she'll be scammed. Without anyone she knows by her side, she must be very sad.]

"Hahaha, hello there, Caislana." The crimson mask swirled around the Firewalker, impossible for him to shake off no matter how hard he tried to escape.

The Fire-Stealing Walker stopped in his tracks. "Who...are you?"

The illusory figure donned the mask, assuming a pensive expression. "Who am I? That's a good question. But why should I think about it? I'm just fake, you're fake, we're all fake, hahaha..."

"Kauslana..." Virtual Aha gave you a close-up look, "I know what you're planning, and I think it's going to be fun, so Aha's here to help you. You don't have the right to refuse, because it's going to be fun."

"What am I even saying?" He touched his non-existent head and looked at Ohma. "Akivili... let me help you one last time."

"In that brief moment of distraction, the Fire Thief cleaved through space with his sword and vanished into it. Through thirty million reincarnations, he only trusted himself... Bai E."

"Ha, you think you can escape, kid?" He had already transferred his true form to the Fire Thief's mask; now it's just a projection of his power.

"Having been detached from the simulated universe for a long time, the virtual Aha is sustained entirely by the life force that Aha transmitted back then, and now it is about to dissipate."

"This period was the most joyful time since His birth."

Back at the heart of creation, the Golden Descendants were still waiting.

“…Aglaia, forgive my bluntness.” Wan Di crossed his arms, breaking the calm at the heart of the vortex, “This trial has been far too long.”

Xing raised her head and put her hands on her hips, agreeing, "It feels like forty-two days have passed."

"...How did you arrive at such precise numbers?" Dan Heng asked, expressing his incomprehension.

[Star: This is a power from beyond this world.]

Although the trial was difficult, Bai E had indeed taken too long. Aglaia asked Tinin, "Master, what are your thoughts on this?"

Tinin stretched out her small hand, using her divine power to capture the oracle, "The direction of the vortex's core is elusive. There are only fragments of words and distant war cries..."

"Is that Bai E's voice?"

"I don't know, it's hard to hear..." After a moment of silence, Tining suddenly shrank back, "...Ah, ahh!"

Xia Die approached, "Lord Ti Ning?"

"Xiao Bai's voice... trailed off... The things in the trial, like the sun... he's going to be burned alive...!"

Aglaia sighed, "So it's come to this after all..."

"What do you mean?" Upon hearing that Bai E was in trouble, Wan Di became anxious.

Aglaia: "Get ready, Medmos."

"What are you trying to do?" Xing was completely baffled.

"The backup plan...if anything goes wrong, we'll find him." Wan Di frowned.

“Aglaia, as agreed, I have come to intervene in the trial and rescue your savior…”

"...but that's all."

Aglaia nodded in agreement. "Of course, I won't ask for more right now."

"Hmph, not bad." Wan Di turned his head. "Then, to make full preparations, I hope that the two warriors from afar can also lend me a hand."

Xia Die said worriedly, "This... I'm afraid it's not appropriate. The Fire Seed Trial is far more complex than ordinary rituals. If the principles of the procedure are misjudged, or if it is reversed or distorted, the consequences will be unimaginable..."

Chapter 301 Entering the Trial of Conflict

"You two honored guests have no obligation to risk your lives for the journey of chasing fire. It is better for me and Lord Wan Di to travel together."

After careful consideration, Dan Heng said, "The situation is critical, and Bai E's life is at stake. The Nameless Guest will naturally step forward without hesitation. What should we do?"

"Come with me into the trial, find that guy, and Aglaia's golden thread will guide us back to reality..."

"On the condition that you and I can survive Nicardoli's wrath." Wan Di's eyes were like torches, his warrior blood burning.

Of course, this does not mean that Wan Di is ignorant of human relationships and social customs.

He said to Xia Die, "If anything changes, prioritize their safety... I have my own way to fight my way out."

“…Yes, ma’am.” Xia Die composed herself.

"Then let's set off. Thanks to the two of you for your heroic sacrifices, I... will sound the horn of attack." Without looking back, Wan Di stepped from the Spirit Water Basin into the trials of the Titan of Strife.

[Wan Di: Luckily, I didn't let you enter the Trial of Conflict this time, otherwise I would have had to drag you back.]

[Bai'e: I failed. Ever since I became a Golden Child, my goal has been to ignite the flames of conflict. I never imagined I would lose so miserably.]

[Walter: Ms. Aglaia, you are not surprised by Bai Er's failure, and you were prepared for it.]

[Aglaia: This concerns demigods, so naturally I must make thorough preparations.]

[Ambi: The savior saves the world, and all enemies save the savior. In that case, all enemies are the true savior...]

Nicole: Stop, stop, stop, Ambii, you're confusing me.

[Star: Chu mi, little pigtail. Elbow, let's go drag out the Pigtail Lord.]

[I knew that brat Bai'er wasn't suited for conflict. Let's hurry up and let Prince Medemos complete his trial. I want to witness the king's return!]

[Hu Tao: Miss Xia Die is so gentle; she's always thinking about Xing and the others.]

[Xia Die: I already troubled you all with your help when we were fighting Nicardoli, and now I'm asking you to participate in the trial to save Lord Bai'e. I truly feel guilty.]

[Star: In that case, are there any perks?]

[Firefly: I will set the sea ablaze…!]

After finishing her conversation with everyone, she entered the spirit water basin. At Aglaia's summons, the divinity of Gneus appeared, leaving only herself at the center of the vortex.

The divine echo: "Then come forward... souls that should not exist in this world, warriors awaiting forging."

"Follow me through the fog and the flames of war, to confront the deepest fear in the hearts of warriors—"

"With your mighty strength, push away the darkness and restore the all-encompassing sunlight—so that all lost warriors may see the long road home."

When Xing opened her eyes again, everything before her was blood red.

The stench of blood, scorched by the intense heat, rushed into the nasal cavity, scraping against it like a dull knife, making one's throat tighten and instinctively hold their breath.

How could Ohmma have become like this? Corpses are everywhere, and only children and women are still alive.

"What, are you surprised?" Wan Di walked out from behind Xing. "Where there is conflict, there is bound to be bloodshed... It's not surprising that the trial in Nicardi was this tragic."

Although it was just a trial, the horrific scene made Xing feel distressed.

Never mind, saving Bai E is the priority. Also, "Just you? Where's Dan Heng?"

“Your companion doesn’t seem to be nearby… Let’s go first. I hope he’s safe,” Wan Di explained.

Walking through the streets littered with dead and wounded, Wan Di sighed inwardly: The thing that terrified him most... was this very scene.

'The scourge of Ohmma…'

'There is no place for you in Onphalos…'

'Even a foreign king is nothing more than this…'

Vicious words kept coming to Xing's ears, but Wan Di seemed not to hear anything.

[Paimon: This sounds more like a vision of terror from all enemies. The king of the foreign lands, you mean all enemies, right?]

[Clatrus: Your Highness's greatest fear is the murder and scorn of our Suspended Blade people... This Titan's trial forces Your Highness to confront your fear directly. Are you alright?]

[Wan Di: No problem. With Aglaia and the Golden Blood's assurance, this won't happen to you. Your fear will dissipate on its own.]

[Bai E: Don't worry, Wan Di. Although I can't go to the front lines with you to fight the Black Tide, I assure you of the equality that all Suspended Peak warriors deserve.]

[Fufu: What a bloody scene! I just saw a severed hand still twitching. It scared me to death.]

Just then, the crazed Ohm soldiers raised their weapons and blocked the Suspended Man's path with ferocious expressions, shouting, "You can't escape, you Suspended Man's dog flies!"

"Barbarian! Tell me your name, so that your wretched fate may be the subject of my banquet conversation!"

The man with the dangling arm hung limply, his teeth clenched, his eyes blazing with barely concealed fury. "I am Padiccas... I have come to avenge my people."

Wan Di, who was watching from the sidelines, wondered, "The Suspended Peak Man... is fighting the Ohma Man?"

The Ohma soldier scoffed, "Ha... Padikas! Even the howls of livestock awaiting slaughter are more melodious than this name."