Star Iron, conquer the world from Omphalos

Azir, the Desert Emperor, the last emperor of Shurima and the last ascender in Runeterra.

These are not important.

The important thing is, I have traveled through time, but where is my Shurima army?

There is no Shurima, no harem of three thousand concubines, no army, and not even the "sun".

Yes, the sun.

Eternal silent darkness.

Recalling the time when he first crossed over here half a year ago, Ash immediately became uneasy.

You start in a cave and have to pick up all your equipment.

It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything. If it weren't for his ability to summon the 'sun disk' as a light bulb, Ash wondered if his eyesight would degenerate after getting used to the darkness.

However, his ability to travel through time was too weak and he had to stay in the cave, relying on the sun disc to absorb power to become stronger. After surviving for two months, he thought he was invincible and was about to go down the mountain. However, he encountered a group of monsters after taking a few steps and was beaten back.

In the following time, Ash used the cave as his base, carefully trying to survive while constantly exploring outside.

Explore, find food, find water, kill monsters, and level up.

It is true that I have turned the time-travel game into my own world.

Tears abound!

Tilkas was the first human race he had encountered in the past six months.

Although he had encountered many human civilizations during his previous explorations, they were all destroyed ruins filled with wandering monsters.

Omphalos, the eternal land.

Ash recalled the information about this world in his mind.

He was still updating the version before he traveled through time. Just as he finished the update and entered the game, the Starry Sky Train came and did it to him.

Therefore, the information about the game is limited to the few words from the sand sculpture group friends and the little information I got when I watched the preview.

Well, that’s good. I didn’t remember anything useful.

Ash searched his mind but couldn't find anything useful.

But according to Old Ultra, Ompharos was once a world controlled by the Titans. The Titans created Ompharos and protected its people for thousands of years. Then, a calamity known as the Golden War swept through Ompharos, and after thousands of years of fighting, the world was left in ruins.

No one knows the reason for the outbreak of that war, nor does anyone know what the Titans experienced.

Nowadays, most Titans have gone silent, and some have even died. Only the Titan of Strife Niccadori continues to fight.

In addition to the Titans, this world also has heroes called the 'Golden Ones', who are powerful humans with Titan blood.

Every Golden Descendant possesses incredible power. Legend has it that the Golden Descendants will save everyone from the mad Titans and lead mankind to a new world.

That is the so-called 'savior'.

When Old Ultra said this, he looked at Ash with expectation and admiration, and his expression seemed to say, "Ash, you are the hero who saves the world, the great golden descendant."

But Ash knew that he was not of the Golden Descent, he was the Emperor of the Desert.

Well, it’s just that it’s still a long way to go before I can become the emperor.

"Ultra, what were those black things that attacked the village before?" asked Ash.

He had seen many of those things in this world, and he always avoided them, and only fought with them occasionally when he was entangled with them.

Fight, repel, and leave.

Ash discovered that this thing was indestructible and could only be repelled temporarily, but it would come back soon.

"That's the Black Tide." A hint of fear flashed in Otto's eyes. "No one knows where it came from. There are countless monsters in the Black Tide, and their existence is threatening Omfalos."

"Threatening the world?"

What a familiar setting.

Ash was stunned.

Could that thing be made from a star core?

Considering the setting of the Star Iron World, Ash felt that the possibility was at least 80% or even 70%.

Just as he was thinking about it, Otto suddenly knelt down in front of him.

"Old Otto, what are you doing?"

"Lord Ash, you must be the messenger of Gioria, the savior of the golden race. Please protect us, the devout believers!" Otto prostrated himself on the ground, his old body trembling with excitement.

Ash's mouth twitched slightly.

"Old Otto, I'm really not a messenger."

Otto insisted, "You can easily stir up the wind and sand and control the dust. That is the power of the earth. It must be that Gioria heard our call and asked you to come to Tikars!"

"My ability to control the dust is...never mind, whatever you think is fine."

Ash waved his hand.

Too lazy to explain.

Because explanations are useless.

For a world with God, the stubbornness of believers is unimaginable.

Just like you can never convince a naysayer on the Internet, explaining it to a priest of God here will not work either.

However, Ash did plan to stop in Tikars to rest. He had been drifting outside for half a year and had never seen a living person. Now, even Old Ultra seemed to be handsome.

As for the threat of the Kuroshio, it's not that bad.

That thing won't come back so soon.

If it really doesn't work, just move away.

Darkness is a problem.

According to Old Ultra, the entire world was plunged into darkness when the Sky Titan, Aegler, closed his eyes, leaving only the holy cities of Ohma and Hanging Blade. The former was a renowned holy city in Omphalos, while the latter was a city-state sheltered by the Titan of Strife, Nikadori.

But Nicadori has become increasingly crazy over the years, and his war is spreading to Omphalos, and the people of Hanging Blade have also gone crazy, and small tribes like Tilkas are not immune.

Now in Omfalos, the most intense fighting is between Ohma and Xuanfeng City.

"If I become stronger, maybe I can hang up the sun disk and use it as the sun." Ash thought to himself.

As for why the sun disk shines, this question is as profound as why he traveled through time. Even the dump truck doesn't know why it wants to improve its performance by hitting people.

After talking with Old Otto, the priest wanted to appease the other people in the village, so he asked the tribesmen to take Ash to a temporary residence to rest.

As a result, not long after I arrived at my residence, someone came to my door.

"Respected Golden People, my name is Marcus, and I am a messenger sent by the great Golden People, Lord Aglaiya. In compliance with the prophecy of salvation, please accompany me to Ohma to meet Lord Aglaiya and the other Golden People!"

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ps: Looking for resources for my new book~ I wish all the great masters can get ten consecutive full-star black towers!!!

Omphalos's Journey: Chapter 3: Messenger of Ohma

The person standing outside the door was dressed a little differently from the people in Tilkas. He claimed to be from Ohma.

Hearing the name Aglaia, Ash felt somewhat familiar.

"Oh, I remember now. It's a character from the PV."

It's no wonder that Ash didn't react for a moment. Besides the fact that he had been wandering alone in this world for half a year, a big reason was that the background of Omphalos' world was quite disconnected from Star Iron, at least on the surface.

Things like Titans and Golden Bornes gave Ash the illusion that he was going to play a new game.

However, if we compare them horizontally, the Goldens should belong to the category of Destiny Walkers. As for the Titans, they may be very powerful Destiny Walkers, but it is unlikely that they can reach the level of Order Envoys, at least not all of them. Otherwise, it would be too exaggerated to have twelve Order Envoys on a broken planet.

As for the name Aglaia, Ash had seen it in the relevant information about Omphalos, but he could not remember what the person looked like.

"You mean Aglaya? Does she know I'm here?"

Marcus shook his head: "Lord Aglaya doesn't know."

"So you invite me?"

"According to the oracle, the Golden Ones are heroes who will save the world. To protect Omphalos, all the Golden Ones will unite and fight against the disasters of this world."

"I see." Ash waved his hand, showing little interest. "Sorry, I'm not a Golden, and I'm not interested in going with you to Ohma to save the world."

He had just arrived and was unfamiliar with the place, so how could he possibly go with a stranger?

Who knows what's going on in that holy city?

Even the characters in the game are not all good people.

There are so many murderous game characters, and Ash only has one life, so of course he has to be careful.

More importantly, he didn't know Aglaya.

If you don’t know or understand someone, the risk is too high to get involved rashly.

Besides, saving Omphalos has nothing to do with me, the Desert Emperor. It's not about saving Shurima.

Marcus said anxiously, "Mr. Ash, you are the one chosen by the Oracle. How can you evade this responsibility?"

"You're such an interesting person. You're talking about some inexplicable oracle. Who gave you this oracle? Do you think that just any random person can tell me that the oracle wants me to save the world and I have to risk my life for it? You're crazy."

What oracle? Ash had never heard of it.

He's supposed to obey the oracle and save the world without knowing anything? That's crazy.

"Mr. Ash, you may evade your responsibilities, but you must not insult the Oracle!" Marcus's expression darkened. "This world will eventually recover under the leadership of Master Aglaia. The Golden Ones will replace the Titans and shoulder the mission of supporting the world."

"Heh~ You guys said this world was created by the Titans, and now you're going to destroy them and replace them?"

"The Titans have gone mad. Sooner or later, they will destroy the world. The future of Omphalos will ultimately be in the hands of humanity."

"But in the final analysis, aside from a small number of people, most people are just standing back and shouting slogans like you. I don't know where you get your sense of honor and mission from." Ash looked at me like an idiot. "And if the Goldens replace the Titans, are they still human? They'll just be new gods. So, leaving the future in the hands of humans is just self-deception."

Marcus was stunned.

He didn't expect Ash to say that.

Are the Goldens human?

At least in the eyes of most people, they are replaced by the title of "heroes".

Once the age of the Titans ends, the Golden Ones will inevitably rise to become new "gods", and there are already two "demigods" in Ohma.

"According to the agreement between Aglaia and the Senate, once the world crisis is resolved, the Golden Descendants will no longer interfere with the operation of Ohma, so..." Marcus tried to defend himself.

Ash nodded in understanding. "So, after all, the Goldens are just here to work for us, to fight the Titans, and then get rewarded after the battle, right? Mr. Marcus, I doubt your intelligence. If that's the case, why would I become a Golden? Am I crazy?"

"you--"

Marcus said angrily, "Ash, you are the most despicable Golden I have ever seen. How could the power of the golden blood choose you?! I will tell this to Lady Aglaya, and she will then represent the Goldens and eliminate you, the black sheep!"

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta.

"what happened?!"

"Who's making the noise?"

A group of people came running from a distance.

Leading the group was Julius, who came before Ash with the guards of the Tilkas tribe.

Julius frowned when he saw Marcus.

"Mr. Marcus, I respect you as an envoy of Ohma, but Lord Ash is the benefactor of Tilkas and our hero, so please be mindful of your words."

"Hmph! What benefactor, hero? He's not worthy of the title!" Marcus snorted. "Julius, this guy is just a powerful but humble soul. The true Goldens, their personalities and souls are as great as their strength... Never mind, it doesn't matter. Julius, we have accepted many who are suffering at the hands of the Nicardori, but Ohma's mercy is limited. If you continue to be stubborn, when disaster strikes, the Goldens' protection will not be bestowed upon the Tilkas!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Marcus was kicked out and fell flat on his face.

Ash raised his hand, and the sharp sword made of yellow sand fell in front of Marcus' head, his eyes cold.

"Just because I don't bother to pay attention to you doesn't mean I'll tolerate your wanton slander. I don't care about your bullshit oracles or your bullshit holy cities. These have nothing to do with me. But if you fart here again, I'll cut off your tongue at any time and throw you into the black tide to have close contact with those monsters."

"you you..."

Marcus looked at the sword that had been transformed from sand.