Star Iron, conquer the world from Omphalos

Ding! ——

There was a crisp sound of clashing, and the power of the greatsword pressed down, causing severe pain in his wrist and almost causing the weapon to fall out of his hand.

But Marcus took the blow and immediately started to fight back.

Only then did Julius realize that this guy's previous appearance as a harmless ordinary person was just an act. The other party was very strong, even stronger than him!

"Why?!" Julius demanded angrily, "Why did you attack the tribe?"

"why?"

Marcus had a cold gaze and the aura of a seasoned killer.

"I blame you for arrogatingly rejecting Lord Aglaiya's invitation, thinking you could be safe with the protection of the Golden People? The Golden People led by Aglaiya are the will of the oracle. All other powers should not exist!"

"We just want to live a peaceful life. Is there anything wrong with that?!" Julius glared angrily.

"Right? Wrong? Does that question make sense?" Marcus sneered. "In this world, weakness is wrong, and strength is right. You're just bargaining chips on the table. You're delusional enough to dream of having your own will? You can only blame yourself for being too greedy."

"Holy City of Ohema, those Golden Descendants! You all deserve to die!" Julius roared and swung his sword wildly, but his attacks could never hit Marcus. Instead, the latter seized the opportunity and injured him.

"Die, cowardly Tilkath!"

Marcus swung Julius's sword away, pointing the tip of the sword directly at the latter's eyebrows.

wow~

A sword made of sand suddenly flew towards him. Marcus was startled and turned the sword to chop it forward, but at the last moment the sword exploded with a bang and scatter into countless fine sands that flew towards him.

Sand fell on Marcus' face, and some of it got into his eyes, causing him to scream in pain and back away repeatedly, covering his face.

Julius seized the opportunity and roared as he slashed with his sword, blood splattered, and Marcus's sword arm was cut off.

"Ugh! My hand! My hand!!!"

The intense pain distorted Marcus's face. He covered his arm with his hands and barely saw the scene in front of him with half-closed eyes - Julius was rushing towards him ferociously!

Marcus turned and ran, stumbling into the village. He didn't know how far he ran. Because of the discomfort in his eyes, he could only run like a headless fly.

Gradually, the surroundings became quieter and quieter.

The sounds of fighting, the miserable cries, and the roars all disappeared.

His vision was limited and he could only barely see his surroundings. He seemed to have walked onto a large flat ground. There were many people around him, but they were not his men, but those Tilkas people!

He was shocked, and after his eyes finally calmed down and his vision recovered a little.

He opened his eyes and saw the ground around him littered with the corpses of his men.

how come? !

Even if Julius rushed back with his men, it would be impossible to kill so many of them... Wait, sand! He realized something and turned to look to the right. The crowd parted and Ash walked over with the Staff of Bearing in his hand.

Old Otto and Julius followed.

The Tilkas people around him glared at him, but did not approach him. They just surrounded him to prevent him from escaping.

"Marcus." Old Ott's voice was old, but it was filled with suppressed anger. "Why? Although we rejected Ohma's invitation, we didn't do anything to harm Ohma. We are not your enemies. Why did you attack Tilkas?"

Marcus said nothing, his eyes fixed on Ash.

"You've already left with your people."

"Yeah, but I rushed back. Why, are you surprised?" Ash said indifferently.

If he does not return, Tilcace will surely perish.

Although these people are not of the Golden Descendants, they are well-trained and are more powerful than Tilkas's guards in one-on-one combat. Marcus is even more powerful. He had actually misjudged him before.

Everything was a disguise, just waiting for this attack. Ash even suspected that if he hadn't appeared, Marcus would have led people to attack the tribe long ago.

The invitation is fake.

The assassination is real.

So, what is the other party’s purpose?

"Haha, hahahaha..." Marcus suddenly laughed. "Ash, even if you kill me, what can it matter? The wrath of the Holy City will sooner or later devour Tiercus. You can't save anyone!"

"I'm not a savior. I never intended to save anyone. I'm just doing what I like to do."

For Ash, sheltering Tilkas was just a reward for his temporary stay here.

In addition, since he had taken the Staff of Carrying Things away before, the people of Tilkas had no ill will towards him and even respected him highly, so Ash didn't mind helping out.

He is just like that. Whoever is nice to him is his friend.

On the other hand, hypocrisy, cunning, conspiracy, and calculation are the enemies.

"Hmph! Something you like? Lowly golden descendant, your mission has long been determined. Lord Aglaya will sooner or later tell you that any resistance is futile! When the guards of the holy city step in here, you will know how serious the consequences of disobeying the oracle are!" Marcus looked crazy.

"ha..."

"What a show."

a voice sounded.

The crowd parted and Wan Die came over.

When he arrived just now, he also helped the Tilkas people and killed many attackers.

So people had no ill will towards him.

"It's you!"

Marcus' pupils shrank, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?" Wan Di walked in front of Marcus and looked at him with contempt. "Marcus, you are still as despicable as before."

"Do you know each other?" Ash tilted his head.

"Of course, this guy used to be from Xuanfeng City. Later, he violated the rules and was punished and exiled by King Olipon. I didn't expect that he would end up in Ohma."

Wan Di's tone seemed very disdainful.

As a Xuanfeng man, he has the pride and honor of being a warrior in his bones, but Marcus is obviously not like that.

Marcus sneered, "Maidemus, how are you any better than me? Being thrown into the River Styx by your father, King Olipon, must have been tough, right? Your mother was killed by King Olipon to save you. If I were you, I'd have rushed to Xuanfeng City to fight that incompetent king instead of just relaxing here!"

"Grr... Ugh."

As soon as Marcus finished speaking, Wan Di grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

Wan Di's eyes were cold: "If you say another word, I will cut off your tongue!"

"Alright Wan Di, even if we want to kill him, it's not your turn."

Ash waved his hand.

"I have no interest in him, but Ash... I remind you, it's best not to believe a word this guy says." Wan Di threw Marcus to the ground, then walked aside and stopped interfering.

Ash had no interest in Marcus. He had suspected this guy before, and now he actually took the initiative to attack Tilkas, obviously with ulterior motives.

And this purpose cannot be to invite them to join Ohma.

From this point of view, Marcus's identity as Aglaia's envoy is questionable.

Because Aglaya is of the Golden Descendant, if he wants to stabilize his position in Ohma, he must win over more people.

Although the Senate also agreed, it had a better way to weaken the influence of the Golden Race in Ohma, which was to put the blame for the massacre of Tilkas on Aglaia.

However, these are just speculations and there is no definite evidence.

"Julius, you handle him."

Ash handed Marcus over to the angry Tilkas.

If we continue the interrogation, there may be a possibility of uncovering some clues.

But in fact, this is not important, because neither the Golden Descendants nor the Senate are necessarily trustworthy.

"You actually came all the way here." Ash walked up to Wan Di and asked curiously, "Why, haven't you had enough fighting yet?"

"Of course I'd like to have another good fight with you if I get the chance, but it seems now isn't the time." Wan Di glanced at the tribe strewn with corpses. "Tilkas is embroiled in the conflict in Ohma. I'm afraid there will be no peace in the future."

"From this point of view, we are all on the same page, right?" At this point, Ash had an idea, "How about you all come and stay in Tilkas?"

Ten thousand enemies made a slight move.

Looking at Ash's serious expression, it doesn't seem like he's joking.

What a surprise! In Omphalos, besides Ohma, there is actually someone willing to take in these Xuanfeng people?

...

ps: The second update, there will be updates today. I’m going to play a simulated universe first, and the spicy strips will be in my bowl soon!

Omphalos's Journey: Chapter 10: Ten Thousand Enemies Franchisee

"Are you serious?"

Wan Di crossed his arms and looked at Ash with interest.

"In Omfalos, no one except the people of Ohma dared to invite the Xuanfeng people. You are the first person to say this to me."

If it were the Xuanfeng people from the past, it would be different.

Xuanfeng City is the glorious home of warriors, and countless people want to gain the favor of the Titan of Dispute, Nicardoli.

But now.

The world is falling apart, but war still rages in every corner, bringing disaster to the overwhelmed Omphalos.

And according to the oracle, Titans like Nicardoli will sooner or later die under the sword of the Golden One.

Xuanfeng City vs. Ohma is an inevitable fate.

When most people choose to seek refuge in the Holy City, the Xuanfeng people naturally become the "enemy".

Even if the people of those small tribes would not actively attack the Xuanfeng people, they would try to avoid contact with them so as not to incur the hatred of Ohma.

"It doesn't matter what they think. I only believe what I see." Ash spread his hands. "It doesn't matter where they're from. The Xuanfeng people aren't necessarily bad, just like the Ohma people aren't necessarily good. To me, you're a friend worth making friends with. That's enough. If you really betray us in the end, you can only blame my blindness."

"Of course, I have selfish motives in trying to win you over at this time. You've seen the situation. The conflict in Ohma has dragged Tiercus into the conflict. Whether it's a conspiracy by the Senate or an order from the Golden Lineage, Tiercus alone will find it difficult to resist. But if you stay, the situation will be different."

Wan Di snorted, "You've got a good plan. Let us take the blame for Tilkas and fight against the Ohma."

"Why, you don't dare? Wouldn't the dignified Crown Prince Xuanfeng be afraid of the Ohma people?"

"That's just a cheap trick. It won't work on me," Wan Di said, then paused. "But I still have to correct you. We Xuanfeng are the bravest warriors. Not to mention the Ohma, we'd even dare to charge in against Titans, provided it's a fight for honor."

Ash nodded and said, "Okay, I understand. Provoking others won't work on you, but you still want to refute it, right?"

"So, what's your decision?"

"I need to discuss this with my tribe," Wan Di said, turning to look at the sun disk hanging above the ruins. "I've been wanting to ask, what is that thing? The power of Gioria?"

Ash smiled and said, "You can understand it this way. Isn't it very bright? In the future, it will become even brighter and become the sun of Omphalos."

"What are you talking about? That thing can't go to the sky unless Aigle allows it."

The sun of Omphalus is Aigle himself. When he opens his eyes it is day, and when he closes his eyes it is night.

Only a madman would want to replace Eggler with that big plate.

After Wan Di finished speaking, he waved his hand and walked away.

"I will convey your invitation to my people. Don't get your hopes up. I will remain neutral, but they will most likely not agree."

"Waiting for your good news."

Yaxiudao.

Just then, a terrible scream came from behind.

Marcus, who was bearing the wrath of the Tilcathians, finally couldn't hold on and fell in a pool of blood.

"Master Ash." Old Otto came over and sighed, "The conflict in Ohma has finally reached us. We can't afford to offend either the Senate or the Golden People. What do you say we should do? Should we relocate?"

Tilkas used to live here, mainly because of the remains of Gioria.

And now that Ash has taken the Staff of Carrying, as the embodiment of Gioria's will, as long as he says a word, the people of Tilkas will follow him without hesitation.

"It's useless. With so many of us, Ohma will find us no matter where we go." Ash rejected the migration plan. "I just invited Wan Di and let Xuan Feng enter the Tilkas territory alone."

Old Otto was stunned for a moment, then looked thoughtful.