Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

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Chapter 457 Conflict

“At that moment, Teacher Xia said he had more important things to do.”

Upon hearing Aglaia's question, Feng Jin cautiously responded.

"More important things, what are they? Watching the Earth Beast?"

Aglaia gave a cold, emotionless laugh, and the air suddenly became heavier.

The entire city of Ohm was enveloped in her golden threads, and she knew better than anyone what Xia was doing at that moment.

My head hurts.

Aglaia raised a hand to her forehead. This was truly a critical moment of life and death; the black tide was constantly intensifying outside, and mysterious black-robed figures known as the Hunters were also watching with predatory intent.

The Senate took the opportunity to stir up trouble and plot conspiracies.

The most crucial journey of pursuing fire was equally fraught with difficulties. Although the seeds of conflict had been returned to their rightful place, the trials had taken an unexpected turn. As for the seed of reason... she would rather entrust it to an earth beast.

Although she appeared calm and showed no outward signs, everyone could feel the immense pressure emanating from her.

“Lady Aglaia... I have made up my mind. I will participate in the Trial of Conflict.”

A deep but powerful male voice rang out, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice, only to find that Wan Di had been standing there all along.

He raised his head at that moment, a fleeting hesitation crossing his face before turning into determination.

"Wan Di, have you thought this through?"

Aglaia spoke calmly, but her brow relaxed slightly. If someone could take over the role of the god of conflict, there was still a chance for the situation to turn around.

"Hmm..." Wan Di hesitated for a moment, about to speak, when Lin Yuan suddenly asked, "Why haven't I seen Brother Bai E?"

"Bai'er... was injured in the Trial of Conflict and is currently recuperating."

Everyone's hearts tightened. When did this happen?

Wan Di explained that after the Conflict Fire was returned, it was originally decided that Bai E would inherit the divine office.

However, an unexpected incident occurred during the trial at the heart of creation; Bai E's spirit was injured, forcing him to withdraw.

Now, only he, the Crown Prince, remains capable of igniting the flames of conflict. Unfortunately, he has always been quite resistant to conflict.

"How is Bai'er now... I need to go and see him."

Feng Jin looked worried; as the physician of the Dim Light Garden, this was her duty.

"Don't worry, his condition has stabilized, he just needs to rest."

Upon hearing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, it is now your turn to undergo the trial of conflict?"

Lin Yuan stared at Wan Di for a moment, then said softly, "Are you really ready?"

"What do you mean?!" Wan Di's expression changed slightly.

"Trials of conflict amplify the inner turmoil of those undergoing the trials. I don't know your past, but I can see the resistance in your heart. In the trials, that will become an insurmountable inner demon."

Wan Di fell silent. He knew the other party was right. Xuan Feng rose because of conflict, and it also declined because of conflict.

The mother's tragedy, the past of murdering his father, the lone soldier forced to leave his homeland—the root of all tragedy lies in conflict. But...

Wan Di gritted his teeth, his fists clenching so tightly they cracked.

In the face of crisis, only responsibility matters.

Now, as the sole adaptor to the conflict, he serves for the sake of the Lone Army and its descendants, for the sake of the civilians of Ohma, and for the sake of the safety of this world.

As the leader of the Suspended Peak Men, he needs to step forward; he must step forward!

"I......"

“I have a better way,” Lin Yuan suddenly said.

"Oh?" Aglaia's eyes flickered slightly. "What insightful opinion do you have?"

"The trials of the fire are essentially a process of human transformation into God."

The trial participants not only need to wield the power of the Titans, but also gain divine approval. Ultimately, it is a ritual, a ritual of according to divine authority.

As Lin Yuan spoke, he noticed that Aglaia and Tibo exchanged glances.

They were all demigods who had all undergone the Fire Seed Trial and knew that although the various trials were different, their essence was the same. How did Lin Yuan know this?

"Therefore, the first solution is that if the Wan Di brothers lack confidence, the position of the God of Strife can be handed over to me."

Battles, struggles, and conquests are commonplace for me. The test of the spark can be completed in an instant.

Lin Yuan spoke calmly, but to everyone else it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

Doubt arose in everyone's hearts at first, but after their eyes fell on Lin Yuan, they inexplicably felt that if he said it, he could definitely do it.

Ignoring the changing expressions on everyone's faces, Lin Yuan continued:

"The second method is still for the Wan Di brothers to continue the trials."

As I mentioned before, the trial itself is a ritual. The ritual of the Spark of Conflict can also be completed by achieving the goal and accomplishing a great feat.

"What should we do!" Wan Di's eyes were burning with anticipation.

"You should have guessed it by now," Lin Yuan said with a slight smile.

"The rituals of conflict naturally require the practice of conflict. To wage a war, to complete a conquest, to achieve a victory. In this process, divinity is naturally elevated."

As Lin Yuan recounted his story, everyone's expressions changed.

This method sounds reasonable, but given the current situation, where are there any targets to conquer? Unless...

"You...do you want me to attack Ohmma?!" A murderous glint flashed in Wan Di's eyes.

Aglaia suddenly became alert. The other Golden Blood members all looked on in horror, turning to stare at Lin Yuan. But Lin Yuan simply nodded:

You're absolutely right.

Seeing the tense expressions on everyone's faces, he waved his hand:

"Relax. You don't understand conflicts well enough. There are many forms of war. The best strategy is to subdue the enemy without fighting, the next best is to disrupt their alliances, and the worst is to besiege their cities."

It could be the destruction of a nation and the burning of its cities, it could be unrestricted warfare, or it could be a revolution, a struggle.

The crowd's eyes flickered, as if they had vaguely grasped something, but they were still somewhat confused.

What exactly are you trying to say?

Lin Yuan said calmly, "Although the Titan of Strife is one of the three Titans of Calamity, it is also a guardian deity who fights against the Black Tide and protects the world."

Power itself is innocent; the guilty are those who wield it. Therefore, there is no need for any burden.

He paused, then chuckled softly: "As for the ways to wage war, besides those mentioned above, there is also—"

"Eliminate the enemy's supreme leadership organization and dismantle the original ruling group."

"You want to wage war against the Senate?"

Aglaia blurted out, and everyone finally understood Lin Yuan's purpose.

“That’s impossible,” she said in a deep voice.

"Taking action against the Senate is easy, but it will inevitably lead to a situation similar to the Golden War. Even if we ultimately win, their counterattack will severely damage Ohmma."

“Moreover,” Aglaia’s gaze deepened.

"The flame of Cephalo is still kept by the Senate."

"You're right about everything." Lin Yuan's eyes were bright, but only revealed indifference.

"But once I had this idea, the fate of the Senate was already sealed."

He spread his hands out to the crowd:

"What you should be considering now is not whether to do it or not, but how to achieve your goal smoothly. Now, make your decision."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell silent. No one would have expected that an ordinary meeting would lead to this outcome.

Looking at Lin Yuan's face, everyone knew that his will could not be swayed by persuasion.

As for stopping it... facing an existence capable of single-handedly annihilating a Titan, stopping it will only hasten Ohm's demise.

"What should we do?" This question arose in everyone's mind at the same time, and their eyes gradually focused on Aglaia.

"call--"

Aglaia took a deep breath, about to speak, when suddenly her expression froze.

The golden threads trembled imperceptibly. She stood quietly, lost in thought like an ancient Greek goddess.

After a long silence, she raised her eyes and calmly said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the people of Ohma have just learned that the Divine Tree Garden has been destroyed."

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Chapter 458 Glory Will Not Be Enjoyed Alone

What will the people of Ohmma think now that the Divine Tree Garden has been destroyed?

A powerful city-state on par with Ohma also vanished under the onslaught of the Black Tide.

The joy of victory over Nicardoli was immediately drowned out by the cold water poured on by this news.

Can the journey to seek fire truly withstand the Black Tide and save the world?

As the end times approach, will Ohmma also suffer the same fate one day?

Once the seed of doubt is planted, it will take root and sprout in a person's heart, and it is difficult to eliminate.

But taking advantage of this opportunity, some people still added fuel to the fire.

Various conspiracy theories have emerged, and the journey to the fire has gradually been shrouded in the shadow of a group of golden descendants stealing the power of the Titans.

The rumors circulating in the streets and alleys became increasingly outrageous, with all fingers pointing at Aglaia and the Golden Blood.