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

To witness such obvious facts being distorted is an insult to logic.

It's definitely not...it's definitely not because I want to speak up for or defend that kitten that scratches me so badly and always takes my things.

"Hoo..." Aglaia just kept her eyes half-closed and breathed slowly.

She neither thanked Xia for her awkward "explanation" nor immediately retorted as she usually would.

Just then, a new commotion arose from the edge of the square, accompanied by heavy, orderly footsteps and the clanging of armor.

As everyone looked over, they saw Wan Di leading his allied soldiers, most of whom were wounded and exhausted after a series of fierce battles, walking briskly through the crowd.

Wan Di's face showed undisguised exhaustion; his armor was covered in dirt and dried blood, but his eyes remained as firm and sharp as tempered steel.

He walked straight up to Bai Mo and the others, his voice hoarse but clear:

"As soon as I saw the Dawn Machine in Ohmma shut down, I immediately ordered the entire army to return to defend the Holy City at all costs. I've heard quite a bit about what happened along the way."

His gaze swept over Aglaia's pale face, and his tone was somber and solemn: "Please accept my condolences, Ms. Aglaia. Lord Seifer's sacrifice... will never be forgotten."

But I must remind you all that reality does not allow us to wallow in sorrow—the Black Tide is surging towards Ohma at an unprecedented speed! It will not give us a moment to breathe.

Almost simultaneously, Tibo's small figure nimbly slipped over, her face filled with urgency: "Aya! *We* just found it!"

Suddenly, countless Black Tide monsters appeared around Ohmma! They were so numerous and densely packed that they were impossible to count! Their vanguard was only tens of kilometers away!

Bad news came one after another, like heavy hammer blows to everyone's heart.

Aglaia opened her eyes, and in those emerald green pupils, sadness was forcibly suppressed.

Instead, she displayed the decisiveness and composure befitting the guardians of the holy city. She took a deep breath.

Chapter 141: A Divine Oracle from the Father?

"I understand, Master. Thank you and Lord Wan Di for the news."

Her voice regained its composure, but still carried a barely perceptible hoarseness, "Now... is indeed not the time to be sad."

Her gaze shifted to Bai E and Xi Lian, her tone extremely solemn:

"Bai E, Xi Lian. The seeds of 'Bearing the World' and 'Years' are entrusted to you. These last two seeds are of paramount importance."

She glanced at the soldiers around her, who, though saddened, remained steadfast in their posts, and at Wan Di and Na Ke Xia beside her, and continued:

"At this moment, the Holy City is guarded by four demigods: the enemy of 'strife', the rational... Anaxazargoth, the romantic me, and Tibo, who holds the 'path'!"

You need not worry about Ohma's safety. Just take Cephalus's fire to Eulonis as soon as possible. He... will know what to do.

"Then... Bai Mo..." Bai E and Xi Lian looked at Bai Mo, who had been unusually silent since returning to the Holy City, their eyes questioning. Their original plan wasn't this urgent.

Bai Mo raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the fearful yet steadfast people in the square, over the wounded Allied soldiers, and finally settling on the invisible yet surging black tide in the distance.

He waved his hand casually, his tone sounding relaxed, yet carrying an undeniable determination: "Sister Xilian, Bai'e, you two go ahead. I won't go with you."

He paused, his voice lowering slightly, "This place... the Holy City needs me."

Someone has to stay behind to buy you some last moments, and to protect this last home for them…

Bai E gave his brother a deep look. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he just nodded heavily. "Well... alright. Bai Mo, take care."

Xi Lian's eyes were filled with worry, her blue eyes fixed on Bai Mo, and for a moment she couldn't find anything that could represent her.

Finally, Xi Lian had no choice but to remove the exquisite ornament from her head and place it in Bai Mo's hand. A thousand words were on the tip of her tongue, but in the end, they all boiled down to one sentence:

"Be careful, Xiaobai...wait for us to come back."

Outside the city of Ohma, in front of the Hundred Realms Gate, built by Bai Mo himself and leading to Janusapolis, the air was so heavy it seemed as if water could drip from it.

Xi Lian looked back at the direction of Ohma for the last time, her gaze seemingly able to see the fierce battle taking place within the city and the boundless dark waves outside.

She murmured softly, her voice tinged with an unshakeable sadness: "The Black Tide... has finally swept across the entire world."

"Hmm," Bai E responded in a low voice. He looked around, his tone heavy yet clear as he analyzed the current situation:

"In the west, the remnants of the Xuanfeng Lone Army, personally led by Wan Di, are stationed. They are the most experienced and have an iron will. They should not fall in a short time."

"In the north, Teacher Xia has already led the scholars and guards of the Divine Enlightenment Tree Court there. They may be able to build a defensive line with their wisdom and ancient magic."

"In the south, most of the citizens of Ohm are fighting against the Black Tide on the southern front with their own flesh and blood, under the personal organization and leadership of Ms. Agrea."

"And to the east..." Bai E paused, the energy fluctuations coming from that direction were the most intense.

"Bai Mo and Teacher Ti Bao are leading the most elite warriors of Janusapolis in a fierce battle against the main force of the Black Tide."

Bai E's tone became more forceful as he listed the sources of hope: "In addition, Feng Jin has successfully and smoothly taken over the divine authority of 'Sky,' so at this moment, Ohma has a total of five demigods protecting it!"

"And we..." he looked at Xi Lian, "...only need to complete the great undertaking of re-creation before the next dawn arrives."

He reached out and gently pressed Xi Lian's shoulder, trying to convey some confidence: "There won't be any surprises, Xi Lian. Trust me, and trust everyone."

Even if what lies ahead is a seemingly endless long night, I firmly believe that the end of the night will surely lead to the direction of dawn.

And at the end of all the firelight... there will eventually rise a brand new, blazing sun.

“Yes…” Xi Lian nodded vigorously, suppressing the worry in her eyes, “The future of Ongfaros, and the future of Bai Mo… it must… it must be full of hope…”

"So, let's go." Bai E withdrew his hand and looked at the Hundred Realms Gate before him.

"Go to the Hall of the Three Phases of Destiny! You, Xi Lian, shall personally take over the power of 'Time'!"

Then, let all the embers return to the center of the vortex, thus bringing a final end to this world's long and painful fate.

His voice was like a vow, carrying an unwavering determination:

"Then... let us all prepare together for the destruction of the old world. Or... let us join hands and embark on the great journey to new life."

He took a step and entered the radiant portal.

Xi Lian took one last look at Ohma, shrouded in war and darkness, took a deep breath, and followed closely behind.

Before the Hall of the Three Aspects of Destiny, time seems to stand still.

"I apologize for disturbing your eternal slumber, Eulonis."

Xi Lian bowed respectfully to the enormous, silent Titan of Time on the horizon, which seemed to have been sculpted by time itself.

"The Black Tide has almost swallowed the entire world. There is very little pure land left in Onfaros. The time for rebirth... has come." Bai E succinctly explained his purpose.

The ancient Titan seemed to move slightly, and the power of time flowing around it rippled.

An aged, peaceful voice, seemingly encompassing eternity, slowly resounded:

"It's alright. I understand that the fate of this world... has reached its destined end. I will keep my promise and offer up the flame of 'Time'..."

However, the moment Oronis finished speaking, His voice suddenly changed dramatically!

That peace was suddenly replaced by an inhuman coldness. His next words, carrying an endless chill capable of freezing the very soul, descended with a thunderous roar—

"But before that, I will leave you one last 'divine oracle' from the Father—"

You will witness the end of all ages, before thirty million tombstones, where the true meaning of life's flight will be revealed.

This divine decree, like a cold inscription, struck directly into the depths of their consciousness.

As soon as the words were spoken, a portal exuding the aura of vast time quietly appeared before the two of them.

Behind the door lies the familiar vortex of creation.

At the same time, a crystal emitting a soft halo, whose interior seemed to contain the birth and death of stars—the spark of "Years"—gently drifted down in front of Xi Lian.

But that cold and eerie divine decree still echoed in his mind.

"Heavenly Father? What is that? The last 'oracle'? And that feeling just now... almost freezing my soul..."

Bai E suddenly looked at Xi Lian, who knew more about Oronis, his brows furrowed, hoping to get some answers from her.

Chapter 142 That Moment in Summer: The atmosphere has been perfectly set...

Xi Lian's expression was equally solemn. She tightly gripped the flame of "Years" and shook her head: "People...people don't know either."

She had never heard of the existence of the 'Father'... and Oronis's state just now... who was that oracle for? She felt a strange unease.

“Problems… are always emerging.” Bai’er took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. “But we don’t have time to think about these things now, Xi Lian.”

His gaze fell upon the portal of time, for he had already obtained the spark of "time".

Come, let us embrace the unknown miracles foretold by the oracle, and burn away all the filth and darkness in this world…

He stepped toward the doorway, his voice firm: "And then...become the first ray of hope in the new world."

On the other side, on the eastern front, the Janusapolis army, led by Bai Mo, held their positions.

Amidst the chaos of battle, beams of energy mingled with the roars of the black tide.

"Teacher, Bai Mo... he really is incredibly strong." Young Jacob glanced at the sky while struggling to repel a black tide creature that pounced on him.

There, a figure hovered in the air, his hands gathering terrifying energy. Each swing was like divine punishment, unleashing a torrent of light to purify everything, plundering the earth and clearing vast areas.

“Well… we just waved to him and said hello, but he didn’t seem to react at all?” Jacob added, somewhat puzzled.

High Priest Vittorio beside him sighed helplessly: "Jacob, he is the savior in the oracle, bearing the fate of the entire world on his shoulders. We'd better address him as Lord White Silence."

He wiped the grime off his face and continued, "As for greeting him... perhaps the battlefield noise was too loud, or perhaps he was too engrossed in the battle to pay attention."

Doing our jobs well and holding our ground is the greatest support we can give him!

Above, Bai Mo once again precisely locked onto the dense area of ​​the black tide below. The strange greatsword in his hand erupted with an even more dazzling light, and he uttered a short but powerful syllable:

"Eek, curry stick!"

Another massive beam of light, thicker and more intense than before, shot out from the tip of his sword and crashed into the black tide below, triggering another violent explosion and a burst of purifying light!

Meanwhile, in the city of Ohma, Aglaia, who was busy directing the citizens to build fortifications and allocate resources, suddenly felt a rapid vibration coming from the communication tablet she carried with her.

She thought it was a report from a defense team and quickly clicked on it.

However, the sender displayed on the screen startled her slightly—it was Na Shi Xia.

The message was concise and to the point: "I need your help."

Aglaia almost instinctively wanted to reply with her habitual retort, "Why should I help you?", but her fingertips froze.

She glanced at the smoke billowing outside the city, took a deep breath, deleted her original message, and replied: "Never mind, these are extraordinary times. What do you need me to do?"

Xia's reply came quickly, but its content surprised her: "I want you to use the power of 'romance,' and the clearest threads, to broadcast in real time to Ohma and everywhere else that can still receive signals, the scene unfolding at the heart of creation."

Aglaia froze, her brow furrowing: "Broadcasting the Vortex of Creation? What are you trying to do? At a time like this?"

Xia's reply was as simple as ever: "Nothing much. I just think that the final effort of a group of heroes to save the world shouldn't be kept secret."

After a pause, another message arrived: "Furthermore, wouldn't the process of explaining the ultimate truth of 're-creation' to the world... lose most of its meaning if there were no audience to witness it?"

"Why... are you here?" Bai E's voice was as cold as ice, his sharp gaze fixed on the projection made of data streams that suddenly appeared in the center of the vortex.

"Answer my question, Regus!"

Xi Lian immediately became alert, subconsciously taking half a step closer to Bai E, and slightly raising the ceremonial sword in her hand.

"Ah... the vortex has finally welcomed its last two heroes in this world."

Lai Gushi's voice, devoid of any emotion, rang out, as if he had been waiting for a long time. His projection turned slightly, facing the two of them.

"Just as every magnificent epic, as the predetermined prophecy states, is destined to end here."

"Just as in every lifetime, as in His original design, it is bound to come to an end here."

He spoke casually to the tense Bai E and the wary Xi Lian, as if he had everything under control:

"No need to be so nervous, NeiKos496 (White Calamity)."

I entered this place not to obstruct, but for one pure purpose: to witness firsthand the "miracle of creation" spoken of in the oracle.

"You have never shown any interest in the Fire Chasing Journey!" Bai E retorted sharply, his eyes burning with anger.

"While my companions and I were running around, bleeding and sacrificing ourselves to collect fire, you never offered a single helping hand!"

And after Bai Mo became a senator, you, this so-called 'divine audience member' who claims to support the Senate, immediately disappeared and stood by coldly!"

His tone was full of distrust: "Now, how come you, an Antikythera who has always upheld 'neutrality'... are suddenly 'concerned' about the mission of the Golden Children?"

Bai'er's voice grew colder, "And... don't call me that strange string of syllables!"

“Those minor details are unimportant.” Ragus’s voice remained irritatingly calm.

"I believe... that you who have traveled all the way to the ends of the earth must have already become aware of the many anomalies in this world."