"What have you done to me...?"

"What's wrong?" Bai E asked.

"Could it be that something is on your mind, brother?"

Chapter 1172 This can be called a Titan God?

Arriving at a precipice, Bai E looked ahead and said:

"The Marble Palace is in the distance, and the Spear of Divine Retribution, Nicardoli, is there."

At the same time, terrifying battle cries came from within, shaking the entire holy city.

"Is that the voice of Titan?" Danheng looked towards the distant Heavenly Palace.

“That’s right,” Bai’er explained to the two of them.

"That battle cry swept across the battlefield, destroying everything in its path, and simultaneously felling my enemy and my comrades to the ground. People were as fragile as reeds in a fierce wind."

"And back then, I..."

Bai E sighed.

"My limbs trembled, weapons slipped from my hands, and all I could hear was the frantic, shameful pounding of my heart..."

"Fear, that is why the Titans of Discontent are revered."

"If a warrior can still take steps in the face of its terror, then no trial will ever shake the weapon in his hand again."

"Gentlemen, if you wish to step back, this is your last chance."

"it is good."

Yan Huan quickly took a step back, her expression exaggerated: "I dare not fight with gods, I am most afraid of gods... I don't even dare to speak when I see them, let alone touch them."

"Really?" Bai E's eyes widened.

"But you don't seem like that kind of person."

“Brother Yan Huan, the lives of so many residents in the city are in our hands. We can’t joke around at a time like this.”

"How about this, I'll go first, and the two of you can provide support, okay?"

Faced with Bai E's invitation, Dan Heng silently looked at Yan Huan, indicating that the decision was up to him.

"emmmm..."

Yan Huan looked up and glanced at the Cloud Stone Palace in the distance.

He had considered taking on the Titans here, but wasn't this progress a bit too fast?

He'd only been in the city a short time, and he was already going to have to go toe-to-toe with the Titans?

After briefly sensing the surrounding atmosphere, the most obvious aura of death was that of Xia Die.

The rest were all very pale.

If it were a truly formidable enemy, even if he were inside the palace, Yan Huan should have been able to sense his power from this position.

Strong people possess an energy field that allows those nearby to immediately understand how formidable they are.

Could it be that... Nicardoli is so strong that his aura has returned to its original simplicity?

"Alright, I'm ready to run away anytime."

Yan Huan silently drew her golden longsword and reminded him, "When the time comes, you should strike first and see how strong the opponent is."

"Thank you for your trust."

Bai E said gratefully:

"The residents of Ohmma will be very grateful for your willingness to lend a helping hand."

"It is the duty of pioneers to lend a helping hand to those in distress," Dan Heng said calmly.

"[Pioneering], huh...? How interesting."

Bai E nodded slightly.

"In your world, he must be a Titan god revered by thousands."

"We are about to face the embodiment of [conflict] in arms, but under the threat of a dagger, our will will shine even brighter."

"Let's go."

Bai E turned around and stepped forward.

"In the years before the Kefaller fell silent, no one could rival it."

"Now, we shall take over the responsibilities of the gods and protect all living beings of Onphalus—"

"Become a hero with me!"

Using a strange, miraculous device, the three were teleported directly from the cliff to the front of the Heavenly Palace on the Cloud Top.

The magnificent main road was now eerily silent, without a single resident in sight.

The palace gates are a curtain of water, with spiritual water flowing down like a waterfall.

“Nicardoli uses deathly silence as his proud war drum; behind this curtain of water... lies the battlefield.”

Bai E, sword in hand, led the charge forward.

The two train crew members followed.

After passing through the water curtain, an invisible pressure swept over her, causing Yan Huan to be taken aback.

"Hold on!" Bai E turned around to remind Yan Huan when he noticed her pause.

"Don't let this aura affect you, you must use your willpower to stay clear-headed!"

"Recall your faith, or if that doesn't work, imagine death!"

"Not bad." Yan Huan calmly walked past Bai E and began to observe the interior of the Cloud Top Sky.

It looks more like a large bathhouse than a palace.

Although the world is different and cultures are different, when the Heavenly Palace in Genting Highlands is open to the public... it probably won't be suitable for children.

When Yan Huan first came in, she didn't see that there were separate men's and women's baths.

After passing through another large water curtain, Bai E suddenly shouted, "There it is!"

Above the bathing area of ​​the main hall, a rather large creature stood high up, holding a long spear.

Sensing an intrusion, it roared and leaped off the platform.

"Roar—!!" The monster roared, and the entire palace trembled.

“He looks different from what I remember.” Bai’er gripped his longsword tighter. “…Weaker, but also more twisted!”

The monster, wielding a giant spear, pointed it to the sky, and thousands of spears of light rained down, piercing the three of them like a storm.

"careful!"

Bai'er moved swiftly, slicing through the falling light spears while trying to get close to Nicardoli.

Dan Heng frowned, dragon horns appeared on his head, his robes fluttered, and he condensed a huge water ball in his hand, which he then blasted towards Nicardoli in the distance.

With a sweep of Nicardi's spear, the water sphere, the size of a water vat, shattered and transformed into three water dragons, which rapidly increased in size and charged toward Nicardi's divine body, dealing a heavy blow to it.

At the same time, thousands of chains extended from the void, forming a giant golden net that blocked the falling light spears one by one.

"Great move!"

Bai'er glanced at the chain net in the sky and couldn't help but praise it, increasing his speed as he rushed towards Nicardoli.

The chains seem to be much stronger than when they bound ten thousand enemies.

"Bang!!"

Bai E's sword struck Nicardoli's hard outer armor, creating dazzling sparks.

Standing at a distance, Yan Huan could clearly see that the Titan of Strife's outer armor had indeed been slashed open by Bai E.

"Is this okay?"

Immediately, he manipulated the chains to extend from all sides of Nicardoli, binding its hands, feet, and spear.

If I remember correctly, it also had the title of Spear of Divine Retribution.

The chains tightened, effectively binding Nicardoli so tightly that he could not move, like a prisoner trapped in a death row.

Seeing this, Bai E immediately intensified his attack, leaping up and wielding his sword with both hands, forcefully slashing downwards.

'Bang--!!'

The immense force struck Nicardoli's outer armor, leaving a deep crack.

The chains trembled constantly, but each time Nicardoli was about to break, their hardness would increase to another level.

This made Bai E somewhat curious about what the chains were originally used to restrain.

After three hours of fierce attacks, Bai E, as the main damage dealer, finally defeated the God of Conflict.

Aside from restraining her, Yan Huan watched from beginning to end without launching any attacks.

Only after the mangled body turned to ashes did he slowly step forward and ask the question that concerned him most.

"This isn't a real god, is it?"

Chapter 1173 Finally Becoming a Distinguished Guest

"Yes."

A woman's voice rang out from the other side of the hall.

She had blonde hair tied up and a slender figure, and spoke slowly:

"This is not Nicardori in its true form, but merely one of its many divine bodies."

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