Xing Tie: Wait a minute! How come Weng Xing has two saviors?

“Bai Mo…” Her voice choked with emotion, “We started this journey because we had a deep love for this world, right?”

She seemed to be seeking a reason from Bai Mo, and also from herself: a reason that could justify all the suffering they had endured.

"But why... is the world so unreasonable to us? So... cruel? We have done everything we could, so why... does Onpharos still only have one path to recreate the world?"

Tears streamed down her cheeks. "I still remember you, Bai'er, and Wan Di... You were all such a handful, always arguing, always causing trouble, always wearing that carefree smile..."

"But why... when I see Bai E's heart-wrenchingly calm eyes, and see you now, so silent and serious... does my heart hurt so much?"

"As the older sister who watched you grow up, shouldn't I be proud of your maturity and responsibility? But why... do I just want to cry?"

“Sister Xilian,” Bai Mo felt a sharp pain in his heart as he looked at her red-rimmed eyes and her forced grief.

He tightened his grip on her hand and whispered words of comfort, his voice gentle to the point of being unaware of his own words, “Perhaps… this is the price we have to pay for growing up. It’s just that our price… is particularly heavy.”

"I...I'm sorry." Xi Lian hurriedly tried to wipe away her tears with the back of her hand, trying her best to calm herself down and force a smile. "I know...I shouldn't have said such discouraging things, I shouldn't have cried, before we were going to defeat the Sky Titans..."

But all her efforts were in vain, and her tears flowed even more profusely, wetting Bai Mo's fingertips as he raised them to wipe away her tears.

"But when I think about... when I think about the revealed truth about reincarnation, I can't help but feel afraid..."

Her voice was filled with fear, "If we, the Golden Blood who have received the flame, truly become the Titans of the next world... like the Titans of today, becoming distant, indistinct, and speaking incomprehensible languages..."

She raised her tearful eyes and asked the question that had kept her up at night: "And what about you, Xiao Baimo? In the new world, will there be a place for you? If we all become like that... will you... feel incredibly lonely?"

As if afraid of the answer, she hurriedly took something out of her bosom and solemnly placed it in Bai Mo's hand.

It was a thick, hand-bound notebook with the title "A Study of Titan Etymology and a Detailed Explanation of the Translation of the Common Language" neatly written on the cover.

Bai Mo opened the book, revealing densely packed, extremely neat and beautiful handwriting, accompanied by meticulous grammatical analysis and example sentences; each page embodied immense effort. Clearly, these were all written by Xi Lian.

“Little Bai Mo,” her voice trembled with tears, “this is something I compiled from my memory…there may be many mistakes and omissions, but you must study it carefully. If you don’t understand something…you must come and ask me as soon as possible, while I…while I can still explain it to you…”

Bai Mo carefully tucked the heavy notebook away from his body.

He looked at her, trying to make his smile look warmer and more reassuring: "Don't worry, Sister Xilian, I will definitely study hard and not let a single word go unnoticed."

He even tried to joke in a lighthearted tone: "Just imagine, when we get to the new world, I'll know so many Titans—"

The Romantic Titan sewed clothes for me, the Rational Titan was my teacher, the Death Titan was my friend, the Time Titan was my childhood sweetheart, and the Negative Titan was my brother… I must be the most well-connected person in history, who dares to leave me alone?

Looking at his feigned ease, Xi Lian felt a mix of emotions—wanting to cry yet unable to suppress a laugh—that made her nose sting.

Bai Mo gazed tenderly at her as she laughed and cried, but deep in his eyes lay an unspeakable, profound apology.

He couldn't tell her the whole truth about reincarnation; he couldn't reveal the plan. The fewer people who knew the truth, the more realistic the grand performance facing "fate" itself would be.

All this concealment and burden is for everyone... to have a better tomorrow, a tomorrow free from the Black Tide.

That must be it, right...?

Chapter 127 Feng Jin: We will ascend to the sky again.

The towering cliffs seemed to reach straight to the sky, and the Dawn Machine poured its first golden rays onto the platform, gilding everything with a sacred outline.

On the platform, people from all walks of life from Ohmma have already spontaneously gathered.

Among them were steadfast warriors, weary scholars, and civilians with their families. All eyes were focused on the figure in the center of the platform—Feng Jin.

Today, Feng Jin is dressed in the traditional ceremonial attire of the Sky Clan, mainly in red and white, with patterns resembling flowing clouds and the wings of flying birds.

She stood there, her posture upright, as if she were one with the boundless sky behind her.

Feng Jin's voice was clear and powerful, echoing off the cliff and reaching everyone's ears clearly: "Everyone in Ohma—I have received the response and blessing of the Sky Clan's ancestors!"

A slight commotion arose in the crowd, which quickly dissipated into a more focused silence.

“A thousand years ago,” her voice was filled with reminiscence and reverence, “my direct ancestor—the great fire-chasing pioneer, Seneus!”

Amidst a raging storm, with her mortal body and wielding the first-generation God-Slayer Spear, she fearlessly pierced the thousand eyes of the Sky Titan, Aegler! Thus began the first page of humanity's long journey in pursuit of fire!

Her tone became impassioned, her eyes gleaming with pride and a sense of mission:

"Although she ultimately failed to return the flame to the sky, her courage, her sacrifice, and her story are like a brand etched into our blood, never fading for thousands of years!"

It has always inspired me, and every citizen whose blood flows with the spirit of the sky, to never give up the dream of returning to the pinnacle of the heavens!

She took a deep breath, her gaze sweeping over every face in the room—whether expectant, nervous, or hopeful—and solemnly declared:

"And now...across a thousand years, the heroic spirits of the Sky Clan are willing to entrust this unfinished mission to me! I will complete the unfinished work of our ancestors and retrieve the flame of Aegler!"

She pressed her hand heavily against her heart, her voice resolute:

"I, Yacinthes of the Sky Clan, am ready—to lead the Son of Man back to the skies!"

"boom--!"

Thunderous, prolonged applause erupted from the crowd! This applause was not only for Feng Jin, but also for that unwavering belief and hope that had transcended a thousand years!

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Feng Jin ascended step by step to the World-Burning Altar located at the highest point of Cloud Cliff.

Bai Mo, Bai E, and Xi Lian were already waiting there. They all looked at Feng Jin with trust and encouragement.

"Feng Jin, the rest is in your hands," Bai E said in a deep voice, his voice carrying the weight of entrusting everything to her.

“Yes, Lord Bai’e.” Feng Jin nodded solemnly, their eyes meeting, everything was understood without words. “Leave it to me.”

Then, she turned around and faced the distant body of the god Kefal, which seemed to have existed since time immemorial amidst the sea of ​​clouds.

She spoke again, her voice becoming ethereal and resonant, as if chanting a long-lost epic:

Legend has it that the children of the sky, due to their differing beliefs about celestial phenomena, split into many tribes—

“There are the ‘People of Sunshine,’ who believe in the blazing sun, forge golden feathers, and have fiery temperaments; there are the ‘People of Rain,’ who worship thunder and rain, are skilled at controlling storms, and have melodious songs; there are the ‘People of Winter,’ who take snow as an omen, are tenacious, and wait patiently in the extreme cold…”

Her voice carried a faint sadness: "Our ancestors, though living under the boundless light of Aigler, were once blinded, only able to perceive the color worshipped by their own tribe, and even quarreled and clashed over it..."

"But they forgot that the glimmer of light that illuminates the world is made up of thousands of different colors, harmoniously blended together."

She looked up at the sky, where sunlight filtered through tiny water droplets in the air, outlining a hazy yet magnificent rainbow on the horizon.

A genuine, warm smile spread across her face. "So, the rainbow has been my favorite weather phenomenon since I was a child—"

"It not only reflects and encompasses many colors of the world, but also contains the meaning of 'connection' and 'bridge'."

It connects wind and rain with clear skies, heaven and earth, and it will also connect... people's divided past and their inevitable unified future!

She slowly raised her hands, lifting the "Rainbow Box," the sacred relic of the Sky Clan, and devoutly chanted:

"Ancestors—" "Respond to the call of your bloodline, and take this rainbow that spans the heavens as your guide!"

"Take me, take us—back to the homeland that the Children of the Sky have been separated from for a thousand years!"

As she finished speaking, the rainbow in the sky suddenly became incredibly dazzling and solid!

A rainbow of light flowed and converged, falling from the sky and transforming into a magnificent and splendid bridge in front of the altar!

One end of the bridge connects to the altar, while the other end plunges straight into the endless sea of ​​clouds, leading to the unknown high sky!

Feng Jin turned around, her long hair and clothes fluttering in the gentle breeze emanating from the rainbow bridge. She extended her hand to Bai Mo, Bai E, and Xi Lian, a radiant smile blooming on her face:

"Everyone——"

"Come with me, let's fly together on this rainbow bridge!"

As Bai Mo ascended on the magnificent rainbow bridge, he felt a strange sensation of weightlessness and extreme speed coexisting.

After everyone stepped onto solid ground.

Bai E steadied himself, his gaze sweeping over the gradually clearing scenery around him, a hint of barely perceptible astonishment in his voice, "This is the legendary Eye of Dawn and Dusk? The abode of the Sky Titans?"

At the end of the Rainbow Bridge stands a massive fortress, towering above the clouds.

It is built of large blocks of stone, forming a whole on its own, exuding an ancient and magnificent aura.

"It truly exceeds expectations," Bai Mo remarked, his gaze sweeping over the enormous architectural structures and the distant, winding aerial bridges that resembled a mountain range.

"The legendary Sky Fortress of Aigle—I never imagined that one day we would be able to set foot on this forbidden land ourselves."

Feng Jin stood at the front of the group, her eyes reflecting both the excitement of returning to her homeland and a heavy sadness.

She explained softly, "This place was once the pinnacle of our ancestors' wisdom. Under the protection of Aegler, they built an incomparably magnificent cloud civilization in the sky."

The Dawn and Dusk Eyes beneath our feet are the core area of ​​this cloud-shrouded city-state, and also Aigle's final resting place.

Feng Jin's gaze turned to the depths of the fortress: "A thousand years ago, my ancestor Seneos launched an earth-shattering war against the gods she once worshipped right here, which also marked the beginning of mankind's pursuit of fire."

She took a deep breath and gripped her staff tightly. "We are here today to bring this long and tragic journey, which she started herself, to a final close."

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Chapter 128 Bai Mo: I failed to kill him with one blow... Aigle.

"Hmm," Xi Lian walked over to Feng Jin and gently patted her shoulder.

"Kaze no Sumire is truly strong, bearing such a past and mission. But... let's move forward together and face this last god we must defeat."

Following Feng Jin, the group pushed open an enormous, pale door.

Inside the door was an incredibly vast yet eerily dark circular hall, filled with a cold and stagnant atmosphere.

A faint light emanated from the center of the hall, dimly illuminating the surrounding walls. The walls were not made of ordinary material, but rather a strange, translucent crystal.

"This is... a celestial mural?" Feng Jin recognized the ancient creation, her tone tinged with uncertainty and doubt.

She glanced at Xilian and Bai'e beside her, who were still looking around in confusion, and explained further: "This is one of the greatest miraculous creations of the Eye of Dawn and Dusk."

"Legend has it that it is directly connected to the celestial canopy of the world of Onphalus, and the images and climate presented on the murals will be directly transformed into the corresponding weather in the real world. Sunshine, rain, wind, snow... have all been controlled by it."

“So…” Bai Mo concluded thoughtfully, “it’s similar to… a giant intelligent interactive screen that directly connects to and regulates the world’s climate?”

"Mo Bao is indeed smart; she understands immediately!" Feng Jin praised with a smile.

“But it doesn’t look very bright right now…? Most of the area is gray.” Bai’er frowned, pointing to the area on the mural with only a few scattered spots of faint light.

“Hmm,” Feng Jin frowned as well, “It should have lost its function during the turmoil a thousand years ago. After all, the dawn of Ohmmar was maintained by Kefal's Dawn Machine. But whether it can still affect reality or not…”

She looked around at the darkness. "At least it would be good to light it up and illuminate the way forward for us. It's just... I don't know how to restart it. The relevant knowledge has long been lost."

“At this point,” Xi Lian suddenly laughed, her tone relaxed and reliable, “we need to borrow a little bit of the wisdom of our predecessors, right?”

Feng Jin's eyes lit up, and she immediately clasped her hands together, looking at Xi Lian expectantly, "Yes, that's right! Lian Bao can retrieve memories from the past. Then let's leave it to Lian Bao!"

Xi Lian smiled slightly and nodded. She closed her eyes, and a gentle, ancient energy wave rippled outwards from her fingertips like waves on water.

In an instant, a large number of blurry and fragmented memories began to emerge and intertwine in this silent hall!

In the interplay of light and shadow, one can see people dressed in different styles of clothing, representing different tribes, arguing fiercely, even drawing their swords against each other. Roars, the clash of weapons, and painful groans can be faintly heard, depicting a tragic scene.

“Just as rumored,” Bai’e frowned as he looked at the chaotic memories that Xi Lian had resurfaced. “The interior of this Sky City is full of strife and discord.”

Feng Jin gazed at the light and shadow, her voice soft as she interpreted the information contained within:

"It sounds like... the root of the contradiction seems to be Aegler. Legend has it that at a certain moment, He suddenly became extremely disgusted with cloudy and rainy days, and loved clear, cloudless days."

This shift in preference directly led to a complete eruption of conflict between the 'People of Radiance' who worshipped the blazing sun and the 'People of Rain' who worshipped thunder and rain.

Her tone carried a hint of sorrow: "The people of Hui, who have gained power, regard themselves as the sole chosen people of the gods, and have become arrogant and conceited, oppressing other tribes for a long time..."

The persecuted Rain People began to deeply resent the injustice of the gods and secretly plotted rebellion... thus sowing the seeds of internal strife.

"Let's not dwell on these past conflicts," Bai Mo suddenly spoke, his gaze sharply fixed on a recurring light and shadow in front of an armillary sphere in the center of the hall.

"Listen, the ancestor of the Sky Clan in my memory, he is trying to activate the Celestial Wall! The words he keeps chanting—that should be the key to activating this wall!"

Feng Jin immediately focused her attention on the intermittent, ancient prayer from a thousand years ago.

A moment later, a look of understanding flashed in her eyes: "Hmm, I see... I'll remember it all."

Without hesitation, she walked to the armillary sphere that controlled the entire celestial sphere, placed her hands on the cold control panel, took a deep breath, and then, in a solemn and clear tone, recited the long-lost activation incantation:

"Wind, snow, rain, dawn..."

"In the name of the Hundred Eyes of the Sky, I bestow upon the world a celestial phenomenon."

"From dawn till dusk, the stars shift and the universe revolves, controlling the celestial phenomena—."

"Awaken, Celestial Giant Wall!"

As her last syllable fell, it was as if a switch that had been dormant for millennia had been flipped!