Zeus's grace is higher than the sky

Cerrudra, who commanded the army and enjoyed great prestige, realized that his opportunity had arrived. He immediately used the pressure from the city-state alliance formed by Columbus to defeat the Senate and become the true ruler of Ohmar. He adopted a resounding name for himself from ancient texts—Caesar—to proclaim his dominance in Ohmar.

Caesar used the large population of Ohma to conscript soldiers and build a powerful army, which defeated the chaotic coalition of city-states. Taking advantage of the panic in the city-states, he used diplomacy combined with military force to successfully conquer the other city-states. It can be said that this was the closest Onphalus had come to unification in thousands of years.

One day, in Caesar Clytera's palace.

"The journey to chase fire is interesting, Sword Banner Lord, tell us more about it."

As the one who held all power in Ohm, Caesar had naturally heard rumors of the Fire Chasing Journey, and her closest guard, Hathaway, had also gathered information in advance.

"Lord Caesar, please wait a moment."

Hazel turned and left. A short while later, a young figure in red, led by Hazel, arrived in front of Krydella.

"Your Highness Caesar, greetings."

Looking at the young girl before him, Caesar showed no disrespect. The land of Onphalus was now filled with their figures. They had different personalities but all shared a common identity—the first demigod to obtain fire, Tirispius.

“Tiricipios, demigod who has obtained the Pathfire, tell me about the journey you have been calling for.”

Although she split into three thousand people and spread the Fire Chaser across the land, Janupolis declared her theft of the Path Fire a betrayal. Moreover, the Fire Chaser's demand to draw their swords against the Titans was too shocking, and the fact that the participants were limited to the Golden Blood meant that the various city-states had hardly responded effectively to the Fire Chaser.

Although Tyresibios had asked Zeus for help, Zeus refused her.

“Tirisibios, you have made a great sacrifice, and your determination to embark on the journey of fire is clear. If those who hear this news still have doubts or feel fear and shrink back, then they are not the destined Golden Blood you are looking for.”

Now, besides the earliest [Sunlight Knight] Seneos, the current Caesar Crydella is the second Golden Blood who intends to respond to the journey of fire.

The young girl, who goes by the alias Tibo, tells Cerberus about the death of Cerberus, the prophecy that was ultimately left to the world, and the 300-year time limit.

“300 years! Ha ha ha, is this not the height of my conquest, Tirispius, this prophecy has appeared for me, Caesar!”

Thus, the second Golden Descendant to respond to the Candlelight Journey appeared.

Just a few days later, Krydera publicly issued a decree announcing that she would embark on the journey to seek fire with the full power of Ohma.

The generals under his command were naturally overjoyed. With Crydella's war against other city-states coming to an end, their own power and interests were about to be shelved. Now, the start of the Fire Chasing Journey could extend this process for several more centuries.

The Senate, however, strongly opposed the move, using the same arguments that had refuted Chiron in the past to deal with Cerlydella.

“You cannot use the wealth of the citizens to satisfy your desires, Caesar Clytera; this is a trampling on the rights of the citizens.”

In parliament, a member of parliament who was sitting at the bottom of the table, acting on instructions, took the initiative to attack Krydella.

Other elders followed suit.

In contrast, Krydella paid no attention to the councilor's outburst, sitting in the speaker's seat and looking at the ornate jewelry in her hand.

Once the elders had all expressed their opinions, it was only natural that they overwhelmingly sided with those who opposed the fire-chasing journey.

"Have you finished speaking, you parasites?"

When Krydella uttered those humiliating words, the councilors at the table were momentarily stunned into silence.

An elder with a gray beard then stood up, his face flushed, and slammed his fist on the table.

“Crydella, you’ve gone too far! This is the council, and don’t think that just because you have an army, Ohma is yours! We have plenty of strength and means.”

Krydella put down the ornate ornaments in her hand.

"Who gave you the audacity to bark and howl at me here? Was it my general whom you bribed?"

Then Krydella clapped her hands, and Heather stepped forward from behind her, placing a gift box in front of everyone.

Chapter 264 Parliamentary Struggle

Although the gift box was beautifully packaged, the faint smell of blood emanating from it lingered around the council table, sending chills down the spines of the elders.

"Open it and see, this is a special gift I prepared with great care!"

Kerudela said with a mocking expression.

The same low-ranking councilor, at the prompting of a glance, shakily opened the gift box, and a severed head appeared before everyone's eyes—it was the head of the bribed general.

"Crydella, you! A madwoman! A madwoman!"

The owner of the head in the gift box was also a noble Golden Clan member. Not only did he have the blood of a prestigious family, but he was also a warrior who could take on a hundred men on the battlefield. He was Krydella's closest advisor, second only to Hathaway.

"Crydella, aren't you afraid of an army mutiny by doing this?!"

Although Caesar Crydella nominally held military power over the entire Ohma, the army was actually composed of a very complex group of people, including nobles, commoners, and even slaves. Crydella had to rely on them to control the army.

When Ceryldella executed the general who had been secretly colluding with them, they didn't hear a word of it. Clearly, this was a vigilante execution without a public trial! Moreover, even in a public trial, no matter how serious the crime of treason, a general of this rank would not be so arbitrarily sentenced to death.

"There's a saying in the Divine Enlightenment Tree that resonates with me: 'The world is bustling, all for profit. The world is bustling, all for gain.' Have you forgotten that my army's generals are all of the Golden Descendants?"

It took the senators in the Senate a moment to realize what was happening.

The military is a place where the strong are respected. And the Golden Descendants, who are naturally stronger than ordinary people, are like fish in the sea in the military, and can quickly rise to high positions based on their merits on the battlefield.

But the path of military advancement has its limits, and that limit is Caesar Clytera, which is why the general defied the world and betrayed his lord.

"I have already issued the decree for the journey of fire: slay the Titans, obtain the fire, become demigods, and stand shoulder to shoulder with Caesar."

Krydella's gaze swept over the head in the gift box.

"As for this guy, as a soldier, he has lost his martial prowess and wants to rise to the top through these crooked means. Why would anyone follow him down a dead end?"

Then Krystra gently picked up the glass cup on the table.

"This glass cup is also quite valuable, but it's definitely worth the price."

As Krydella released her grip, the glass fell to the ground and shattered. Upon hearing the glass break, a disturbance was heard behind the curtain of the council hall. Soon after, a group of elite guards clad in fine armor and wielding sharp swords surrounded the elders.

"Gentlemen, I will repeat myself: Who agrees with the laws of the Fire Chasing Journey, and who disagrees?"

At this moment, a young elder slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

"Crydella, do you think you can make us submit like this? You little dwarf, calling you Caesar is giving you face! If you have the guts, then cut me down right here today! My family will not let you get away with this!"

"Noisy."

As soon as Kerudela finished speaking, a flash of light appeared, and the elder who had uttered those arrogant words was instantly beheaded.

"I'll ask one last time, who among you agrees? Who disagrees?"

Seeing that Crydella was really willing to take action, the bunch of good-for-nothings in the Senate, who had been blinded by money and power, naturally did not dare to gamble their lives with Crydella, so the resolution for the journey to pursue fire was passed smoothly.

At the same time, Zeus turned his gaze to Ohm.

"Caesar Crydella, the demigod originally destined to wield the fire of Tarranton, her era has begun."

Under the guidance of Caesar Crydella, several Titans were successively defeated.

She seemed to sense something when Crydella secretly obtained the fire belonging to the Law Titan Tarranton.

"Heather, go out."

"Your Highness Caesar?"

Hathaway was Crydela's closest and most trusted attendant. There was nothing Caesar knew that she didn't know. Now that Caesar had actually dismissed her, Hathaway was greatly shocked, but she still obeyed Crydela's order and turned to leave.

"Alright, there's no one else here. It's time to come out, Titan from another world."

Each spark has a unique role in the world of Onpharos, and the Law Spark plays the role of the entire Onpharos operating system. The moment Crydela takes control of it, she is able to perceive the movements and changes of the entire Onpharos.

Except for one place, deep within the Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden, which is a black hole within the entire Onpharos Authority.

If the Black Tide is a collapsed and chaotic erroneous area, then the place where Zeus lived is a sudden void that has disappeared directly in a physical sense, as dazzling as a beacon in the night, making it hard to miss.

Now, he himself has a black hole around him, which means that the Titans from another world are watching him.

"When did you come into this world, Titan from another world?"

Seeing that he had been exposed, Zeus could only appear before Cerydira.

"If I think about it carefully, I should be bigger than Janus."

Chapter 265 A Glimpse of the Truth

"The Titans who existed since the beginning of time!"

Krydella sighed, then her eyes sharpened.

What is your purpose in coming into this world?

Even before this, Crydella had vaguely sensed the existence of outsiders in the world.

Chiron, the renowned sage of Ohmmar, was a being with half human and half horse. Although legend has it that he was born from the union of a Titan and a human, Crydela searched the entire Ompharos and found no other being like him. Moreover, in that primitive age, such a learned being was unheard of, and some of his descriptions even surpassed the boundaries of Ompharos.

The same was true of Columbus, who had been defeated and rendered powerless by her. Despite being in the early days of a turbulent world, when slavery was just emerging, he was able to build a huge slave trade market with such ease. His control over the bodies, minds, and spirits of slaves was like that of a Titan who had mastered the way of slavery.

"They too originated from you, Titan of another world, lovers of romance and reason, prophet Zeus."

Zeus, with a smile on his face and clapping his hands, walked up to Crydela.

"All correct, absolutely perfect. No wonder he bears the name Caesar. Indeed, in any world, those with this title are all so outstanding."

Crydella frowned as she looked at Zeus. As proud as Caesar Crydella was, although she still held some respect for Zeus, the prophet who was on par with the Titans, Zeus's tone, treating her like a junior or a child, greatly displeased her.

"Zeus, being beyond this world, answer me, what is your purpose? If the answer does not satisfy me..."

Krydella's tone was icy. This woman had long regarded the entire Onpharos as her own possession and would not allow anyone to touch it.

But the more Crydella acted this way, the more pleased Zeus became. He had seen countless powerful warriors throughout his years of conquest, with fists tearing the sky and feet shattering the earth. But those with unparalleled charisma and imposing presence like Crydella were extremely rare.

Heroes are made by the times. In times of crisis, strong individuals always emerge from among countless fearless warriors. However, leaders who can save the day from collapse and prevent a raging storm are not seen every time.

"What a pity, Crydella, this is still beyond your reach. You are still too insignificant."

The Titans' authority was naturally immense in Onphalus, but compared to the vast universe, it was but a drop in the ocean. All living beings in the universe were food on the table, while the Star Gods were the diners who divided the food, and their messengers were the swords and bullets used by the Star Gods to fight among themselves.

"presumptuous!"

Ceryl roared in anger, enraged by Zeus's disdain.

Zeus shook his head, but did not blame him.

With a mere wave of her hand, Crydella's all-out attack, fueled by her fury, vanished into nothingness, as if it had never happened.

"Is the gap really that big?"

Crydella was no fool. Zeus had only shown the tip of the iceberg, and Crydella understood that the gap between them was as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

What followed was loss and despair.

"You're a chess player, right?"

The silent second half of the sentence is full of humiliation; even the arrogant Caesar could not escape being reduced to a "pawn" held in someone's palm.

Zeus nodded again, confirming Crydella's conjecture.

"How many are left? What's the stake?"

"Three, a future of the world."

"Outside the sky?"

"Outer Heavens".

In an instant, Krystra seemed to have all her strength drained away.

"To whom do the Titans belong?"

"No one belongs to anyone; in this world, only the final result matters."

This was arguably the worst news Cerrida had ever received.

The city-states and Titans were not pawns in the game of the "players," but rather the world itself. This only proves one thing: Onpharos may be important, but it is not so deadly, at least not to all participants.

"When Tirispeius's journey in pursuit of fire comes to an end, the game will conclude..."

After a moment's thought, Krystal shook her head firmly, then tremblingly uttered the truth that terrified even herself.

"No, no, the game can be restarted, and so can Onphalus."

When a game comes to an end, if Eurygnus is dissatisfied with the result, he will turn back time; Tarranton will change the rules; Janus will open up new paths... The Titans will use their power to bring about extraordinary changes to the game on the board.

The supreme god from beyond the heavens needs no further explanation; in the hands of these supreme gods, Onphalus is no different from a game on a chessboard.

"If the game ends when the journey to fire succeeds, then... Prophet Zeus, tell me, how many times has the game already gone through its cycles?"

Zeus told Crydera about the number of times Omphalus would be reincarnated.

"That's an unimaginable number."