Star Iron, conquer the world from Omphalos

"The leader of the Golden Race is the 'Aglaia' you heard about today. It is said that she has obtained the power of the Titans and possesses strength beyond the scope of mortals."

"It's undeniable that she's a wise leader. Under her leadership, many small tribes like ours have been given shelter. But I believe all enjoyment in the world comes with a price. If we enter Ohma, we will lose our last bit of dignity and completely lose the qualification to believe in Gioria."

Ha...faith requires qualifications. I have to admit that the people here are really simple.

However, the piety of believers is indeed standard. Not to mention in a world with gods like Xingtie, aren't there so many charlatans even in a world without gods?

And besides Omphalos, the believers of the star god are even more crazy.

"Aren't the Ohmanes united?" asked Yaxiu.

"Of course, there is a blend of cultures from different tribes there, and there is also an irreconcilable gap between the Golden People and the Senate. The Marcus who offended you today is an envoy of the Golden People, sent by Aglaia."

"Really?" Ash said noncommittally, "I think something is wrong."

"Oh." Old Otto turned around and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"That Marcus, he keeps telling me to go to Ohma, fight for the arrival of the oracle, and obey the leadership of the Golden Aglaia. But between the lines, he always seems to be a mortal controlling his own destiny. To me, he doesn't seem to be from the Golden Faction, but more like a member of the Senate."

Old Otto thought for a moment and shook his head again.

He had no way of judging such matters, but in any case, Tilkas was not prepared to accept Marcus' invitation.

"arrive."

Deep in the ruins.

This is a hollow area with a bridge in the middle leading to the stone platform in the middle of the ruins. With the help of the dim light, Ash can vaguely see that there seems to be something inserted on the stone platform.

"Lord Ash, that is what we, the Tilkas people, have always protected." Old Otto said.

"A...stick?"

Old Otto: "..."

The priest coughed lightly and said, "That is a scepter, said to be a weapon once wielded by the great Gioria. It carries the power of the earth, but it has fallen silent until now. We have lived here for a long time, shouldering the mission of guarding the 'Scepter of Carrying' for generations."

"The carrying staff? That stick?"

Old Otto was speechless.

"It's the scepter. Gioria is the Titan of the Earth. He created the earth and carries all things. He is a god of kindness and gentleness. Just like his creation, the Earth Beast, Gioria is a gentle god. His tolerance is enough to embrace all things... It's a pity that the power of God is now being taken away by mortals, even if it will be used to save the world." Old Otto sighed.

It's a complicated feeling.

They mourned the fall of Gioria and were even more angry that the power of God had been replaced.

But they even have great difficulty in surviving, so how can they fight for anything on behalf of God?

"Master Ash, go ahead. I believe you are the master the Staff of Bearing has been waiting for."

"I'm going to pull out the scepter? Seriously?"

Ash didn't expect to receive a divine weapon at the beginning of the game. Isn't this too wonderful?

To be honest, he did lack a handy weapon, but that thing didn't look like it could be taken away easily.

"Otto, has anyone been here?"

"A lot of people."

"You're here for the scepter?"

"Yes, but none of them are entitled to take it."

"ha..."

Ash shrugged. If that was the case, there was no need to hesitate. To put it bluntly, the Tilkas people were just guarding. They couldn't stop capable people from breaking in. But even if someone came in, no one could take anything away.

He walked across the bridge and onto the stone platform.

The ancient stone platform was covered with traces of erosion by time. The scepter was dark yellow in color, with a narrowed sharp blade on the top and protrusions on both sides of the front end, making it look like a spear.

Ash gripped the long handle and lifted it slightly, but as expected, it didn't move at all.

He gradually exerted strength in his right hand, the power of the sun flowed in his body, and golden light burst out from his palm.

Seeing this scene, the expression on Old Otto's face became more and more excited, and his hands could not help but tremble.

Just as he thought, this is the power of the golden spirit, Ash must be the incarnation of God!

Rumble~~

Suddenly, a dull rumbling sound came from inside the ruins, like an earthquake, and the entire stone platform began to shake violently.

The enormous force counteracted the force of Ash pulling out the scepter.

In a trance, Ash seemed to hear some faint sounds ringing in his ears, vague and unclear, penetrating into his soul.

At the same time, a mysterious power flowed into his body along the scepter.

Ash focused his eyes and summoned the sun disc. In an instant, golden light illuminated the entire interior of the ruins!

Wow!

The light of the sun disc fell on Ash, quickly transforming his new strength into the power of the sun.

powerful!

Very strong!

This power is not the power of the sun, but with the help of the power of the sun disc, it quickly becomes part of the power in Ash's body.

boom! !

A ray of light shot up into the sky!

Ash pulled the scepter out of the stone platform and held it high in the air.

The next moment, golden light spread out from the ruins, and everyone in Tilkas turned their heads and looked at the scene in surprise.

"A miracle! A miracle!"

Old Ultra was so excited that he knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Ash, and shouted—

"Great Gioria, your blood flowed into the golden hero's body, becoming the salvation of this world. I saw it! I saw it!!!"

"Omphalos's Savior!!!"

...

at the same time.

The distant holy city of Ohema.

The vortex of creation.

The beautiful blonde woman raised her head and looked somewhere in the deep starry sky.

"Aglaya, you're looking for me?"

Behind her, a young man with light blue hair walked towards her.

"Bai'er... The Senate sent Marcus to Tilcace's territory. I'm a little worried. You should go over and take a look."

"Are you worried? Hasn't Marcus always been on our side?" Bai E asked.

"The golden thread can only detect lies, not the conspiracy hidden in the darkness." Aglaya said calmly, "Ohma is on the verge of collapse at any moment. We must be prepared for all possibilities."

"I see. But there's another reason why you asked me to come over here?"

Aglaya raised her head and looked at the starry sky again.

"Gioria... I sense a new power emerging there. If so, find a way to bring it back. It must be divine guidance. Chosen ones like you and me, no matter who they are, must come before us."

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The Journey of Omphalos: Chapter 5 The Sun Shines on Omphalos

"New power?"

Bai'e was stunned. "Aglaya, a new Golden Descendant has appeared? But why is it related to Gioria's power? Hasn't His fire been returned?"

"This is why I want you to investigate. The oracle has been revealed, and the Journey to Chase the Fire must continue. Our mission as Golden Descendants is to ensure that the future predicted by the oracle reaches Omphalos smoothly, creating a new world in this shattered dark age."

"Therefore, no matter what difficulties we encounter, neither the Titans nor the power embodied by their will can become a barrier that hinders our progress."

Aglaya said softly.

Bai'e frowned slightly. "You mean, this power could be the Golden Descendants, or it could be the embodiment of the Titans' remaining will?"

"Yes."

"If it's the latter... I understand. I'll destroy it, right? I will do it, even though this isn't my trial."

Bai'e nodded. Ever since he became a Golden Clan member and joined Ohma, he had been prepared.

The journey to chase fire and pursue the new world promised by the oracle, this is their mission.

"By the way, what about the situation in Xuanfeng City?" Bai'e changed the subject. "I've heard about the man who refuses to die. He's wandering around Omphalos with his Xuanfeng army. He's also of the Golden Bloodline. We should try to get him to join us."

Aglaia said calmly, "Don't worry. I have already made plans for this. The immortal Medes will eventually come to us and become our comrade-in-arms."

"Is that so? That's good. Leave the matters of Tilkas to me... However, you also have to pay attention to the actions of the Senate. Teacher Tibao just told me not long ago that the Senate seems to be causing trouble for you again."

"Don't worry, they're just unwilling to accept this. Although we haven't yet gained control of Omphalos, more and more people are supporting us Golden Clan. The status of the elders is threatened, so they will naturally react."

"Seeing you like this, I feel relieved that you know what's going on." Bai'e smiled. "Then I'll go to Tilkas first. I'll leave the Xuanfeng Lone Army to you."

"Go."

Wait for Bai'e to leave.

Aglaya stared at the spring water at the heart of the vortex of creation for a long time, and then whispered softly.

"The golden thread of the oracle has become somewhat blurred... However, our progress must not stop here."

...

The ancient voice seemed to travel through time and space, floating in Ash's ears.

It was unclear what was being said; it was a hazy voice, but mixed with certain emotions...longing, expectation, and loneliness. Ash listened carefully, and finally determined that the voice should come from the owner of the Staff of Carrying - the Earth Titan Gioria.

But this Titan has fallen, leaving behind only the remnant in the scepter, without the unwillingness and resentment of death. It seemed as if it was conveying something to Ash, but he could not feel it.

After an unknown amount of time, Ash opened his eyes again. The light floating on the scepter began to fade, and finally the staff returned to its dark gold color.

Compared to the previous dusty and ancient feeling, it now appears more calm and restrained, and contains terrifying power.

Ash raised his head and looked at the sun disk rising above the ruins.

"It's almost doubled in size. Gioria gave me the last bit of his strength."

As the Titan who created the earth, Georia's power is undoubtedly formidable.

However, the spark of power has been taken away, and the remaining power is sealed in the scepter, so it cannot play a key role.

What Ash was curious about was that among those who had come to take the scepter in the past, there must have been many people of the Golden Descendants and people who were as powerful as him.

But why did the bearable baton choose him?

To say that his power has something to do with the earth seems far-fetched.

Gioria seemed to be refusing to give power to the people of this world. He did not feel unwilling to die, but had a strong lingering feeling, as well as some anxiety, as if he was worried about what was about to happen on this earth.

Deciphering so much information at once made Ash wonder if he was thinking too much. After all, the scepter couldn't speak, and the information it conveyed was too vague.

So, it's not unreasonable that the Riddler deserves to die ten thousand times.

He shook his head and released his strength to lift the sun disc upwards. It rose little by little until it hung above the ruins like the sun.

The dome inside the ruins is hollow, and the sun disk goes up along the dome and finally settles at the highest point, becoming the 'sun' that brings light to the Tilkas tribe.

Although the brightness is far less than that of the real sun, for the Tilkas people who live under the cover of darkness all year round, this dawn is like a new life.

“The sun is coming out!”

"A miracle, this is a miracle!"

"The miracle of Gioria, the will of the earth has finally awakened!"

"Praise Gioria!"

"Praise Gioria!"