Star Iron, conquer the world from Omphalos

"Four months ago?"

Ash pondered for a moment.

Listening to old Otto's story, it has been almost a year since he left here.

But in fact, it has not been that long since he boarded the Black Tower Space Station. He doesn't know whether it was because he flew for too long after leaving Omphalos, or if there was something wrong with the time here.

The latter is more likely. When he first obtained Oronis's power, he had that feeling of disharmony, but he couldn't be sure.

"How come Nicardoli showed up at such a coincidence?" Ash frowned.

Omphalos is so big, and Nicardoli just happened to appear?

"I spied on Ohma's whereabouts from outside the endless black tide." Xiadie whispered, "They may be here by chance, but perhaps..."

"It must be them!" Julius snorted coldly. "Ever since the King led us in the battle at Ohma, the city has been nearly deserted. It was only later, with the help of the Divine Enlightenment Tree Court, that it was slowly rebuilt. For the past six months, Ohma has been attacking us non-stop. Those attackers today must be trying to take advantage of the Black Tide to shoot down the Sun Disc!"

Ash glanced at the big man.

Today, Julius has already reached the perfect form of ascension.

What surprised him was that this guy actually activated the sun disk.

As soon as he tore apart the sky of Omphalos, he felt the power of the sun disc surging. Finally, realizing the situation, he immediately lowered the power of ascension to help Julius ascend perfectly.

This is the first time such a situation has occurred so far.

It was obvious that Julius's ability to move the sun disk was not due to his strong physique or strength, but purely due to his unshakable will.

Simply put, the sun disk answered his cry.

After this year, if it weren't for Julius, Shurima might have really been broken.

Now that such a long time has passed, there are only five or six thousand people left in the entire Shurima royal city, which is even less than the number of Xuanfeng City led by Wan Di. It is really miserable.

Without King Ash, Shurima's Sun Disc became a symbol, and more and more people chose to leave. Although their betrayal made Julius ashamed, Shurima was no longer able to control these people and could only let them go.

However, those who survived were absolutely loyal to Shurima.

"Ohma... After Aglaya's death, they were able to come together again?"

"Aglaiya is not dead." Xiadie said, "Or rather, her soul is not dead, she just gave up her body."

Ash narrowed his eyes slightly: "How did you do that?"

"I don't know. Perhaps it's the power of the fire. Now Aglaia's spirit controls the clothmakers she created, managing them with golden threads. Since Ohma's reconstruction, she has abolished the Senate and, using more forceful means, has gathered more and more people to Ohma under the guise of Kephale's salvation."

"Without the Senate's obstruction, the Golden Ones have become Ohma's sole support. They've recovered the Spark of Circess, the Titan of Reason, and have been pursuing Nicadori. They've even..." Xiadie paused, "According to the latest news, Aglaia seems to intend for Bai'e to inherit Kephar's Spark and become the true savior."

The fire of Kephale was kept by the Senate until it was abolished and passed into the hands of Aglaia.

If someone could inherit Kephar's fire and call on everyone to save the world in the name of the savior, then Ohma's influence would be much greater than it is now.

However, Bai'e doesn't seem to be ready for the Trial of Fire.

"Hehe~ That woman has become more decisive." Ash nodded slightly, not caring about it.

I felt that Aglaya's death was a bit strange at the beginning. How could someone as calculating as her not leave a way out for herself?

And after he was "driven out" of Omphalos, the spark of romance also disappeared, and that thing probably returned to the center of the creative vortex in the end.

However, Ash didn't expect that Aglaia would lose even her body in the end, leaving the tailor to control everything with the golden thread. It was indeed cruel.

The fall of the Senate meant that this woman had put aside all her hesitations. Once Bai'e inherited Kephar's fire, there would be no obstacles on the road to salvation.

Well, if I hadn't shown up.

However, after the spark of the rational Titan was recovered, Shenwu Shuting was still willing to help Ohma. This was something Ash did not expect. The Titan he believed in was killed, but he didn't get angry?

I don’t know what means Aglaya used to convince them.

Of course none of this matters anymore.

"Xiadie, go and issue an announcement and gather everyone at this time tomorrow." Yaxiu said.

Xiadie nodded slightly.

Ash's eyes shifted. "Julius, select some qualified individuals from the Sun Guard to participate in the Ascension Ceremony."

"King, there are only a few dozen Sun Guards left," said Julius.

"Pick out some with good qualifications."

“But they all have very good qualifications.”

Yaxiu glared at him and said, "Then choose from the Garrison Army. Do you still want to be the captain of your Imperial Guard?"

"Think about it."

"Then do it quickly."

"As you command, King!"

Julius walked out of the temple, laughing as he went.

The king is back, and he has never been happier than now!

...

Xuanfeng City.

After Ash left, Wandi moved the mobile castle to a place not far to the east of the Shurima royal city, forming a pincer attack on both sides and ready to provide support at any time.

However, under normal circumstances, due to the Black Tide, it is Xuanfeng City that supports Shurima.

For a whole year, the Xuanfeng people have experienced countless battles, and to this day, their situation is not very good.

Someone suggested to Wan Di that they leave Shurima and lead the Xuanfeng people back to their original territory, but Wan Di refused.

Wan Di knew that these people did not want to betray, but the situation in Shurima was too special. Surrounded by the Black Tide and attacked by Ohma and the Divine Enlightenment Tree Court, this slow death would sooner or later drag Xuanfeng City into the abyss.

But Wan Di had already decided that he would fight to the end, and he would not leave until the true destruction of Shurima came.

After all, if Ash had not taken in Xuan Feng's lone soldier and helped him achieve his wish of revenge, there would be no Xuan Feng City today.

There is no betrayal in the dictionary of Xuanfeng people!

However, today, a special 'guest' came to Xuanfeng City.

"The prince is coming!"

"Prince Medes!"

The knife-wielding guards made way for a path in the middle, and Wan Di came in front of everyone, looking at the person surrounded by the guards?

Wan Di didn't know whether the other party could really count or not, but he didn't feel relaxed at all.

The golden clothmaker Aglaia, who controls everything with golden threads, is now known to everyone in Omphalus.

"Aglaya, I admire your courage for coming to Xuanfeng City, but this courage will not bring you anything other than death!"

"Maidemus, the Prince of Xuanfeng." Aglaya's voice was calm, even a little indifferent. "I came to you for the future of the Xuanfeng people. Before you kill me, please listen to me."

"Hmph~ Go ahead."

"Madmos, you are a proud warrior. Loyalty and betrayal are opposites of your character. I know you will not betray Shurima, but as the prince of Hanging Blade, have you ever considered those who follow you in this city?"

Aglaia spoke slowly, "A dark tide swept across the land, and the sky closed its eyes. Death is everywhere. Before the Styx of Xenatus, glory is no longer the only way out. Hellraiser, you have stood in the darkness, guarding the sun. You have fought so far, far braver than any Shuriman warrior. You have sacrificed so much. You owe Shurima nothing, and you certainly shouldn't risk everything for its survival, including the future of Hellraiser."

Her voice reached the ears of the Xuanfeng people and immediately caused quite a commotion.

Wan Di folded his arms across his chest, looking at her unmoved. "Are you done? You came all this way here just to spout this nonsense?"

"This isn't idle talk; it's persuasion, a path forward for us to jointly cultivate Xuanfeng." Aglaia continued, "You don't need to betray us, just stay away from this land of conflict. Shurima's demise is long foregone, and a savior who will inherit the flame of Kephar is about to be born. In the land of Omfalos, salvation through the Oracle is the only path forward."

"Hmph! Oracles saving the world? Why aren't they deceiving the world? Not believing is a sin. The so-called oracle has been your own interpretation from beginning to end!" Wan Di snorted. "Ultimately, it all comes down to fists. If your fists weren't strong enough, you'd have been beaten to death long ago. How can you even talk about saving the world? Aglaya, look at yourself now. What's the difference between you and an emotionless machine? Take off that hypocritical mask. The Xuanfeng people won't fall for your tricks."

"Still refuse?"

"Yes, no matter how many times you say it, Xuanfeng City and Shurima will prosper together and suffer together!"

"That's a shame... Maidemus, whether you're willing to admit it or not, the path you follow won't change. It's been like this since a thousand years ago, and a thousand years from now..." The tailor spread his hands, like wings embracing the sky, "it will still be like this."

Wan Di frowned, feeling something was wrong. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and punched the tailor.

"You're playing tricks, go back to Ohema!"

boom!

The fist slammed into the shield woven with golden threads, and the dazzling golden threads instantly exploded. The tailor took advantage of the momentum to retreat, and a huge door suddenly tore open behind him.

"My Master, I'm counting on you."

"We...try hard!"

Swish!

The wriggling substance in the door poured out like ink, spreading rapidly outward along the ground.

"The Black Tide! It's the Black Tide!"

"Quick! Everyone disperse!"

The Xuanfeng guards exclaimed.

Wan Di's eyes focused, and his body rushed out instantly, punching towards the Gate of a Hundred Worlds.

The tailor held a sharp sword to block, and the interwoven golden threads entangled Wan Di's body. While the latter was struggling, a huge figure squeezed out of the Gate of a Hundred Realms.

Boom!

The Titan of Dispute rushed out from inside, and its huge body brought an indescribable sense of oppression, making the surrounding Xuanfeng people almost forget to escape.

"Ni...Cadoli?!"

"O King of Strife, why is He here?"

"You bastard!!" Wan Di shattered the golden threads on his body, his eyes burning with anger. "Is this what you call your philosophy of salvation?!"

"This is just the quickest way, Maidemos. You don't know Omphalos's current situation. Order has collapsed, and this world won't give people time to hesitate."

Aglaya jumped back lightly and came to Tian's side. "My teacher, what's going on?"

"It's a bit unsettling... My head feels dizzy~" Tian shook her head vigorously. "But it's okay, Aya, we did it. We sent Him here as you requested. It's just that we may not be able to send Him away... I want to sleep."

"You have done enough, my master. Let fate decide what happens next. The son of Golgo, whether he is someone who can bear the power, will be decided now." Aglaia said calmly.

The black tide swept through, and the disputes had become completely crazy. They could no longer bear the mission of supporting the world. The fire urgently needed to be recovered, and the new demigod had to take on this mission.

Bai'e has been chosen as the successor to Kephar's fire, so Strife can only be replaced by someone else.

If Wan Di defeated Nicardoli here, she would seize the Fire, choose a new heir for the power of Strife, and buy more time for the Path of Fire.

If it cannot be resisted, the Blade will be destroyed and Shurima will lose its only support.

"The king of Xuanfeng and dispute really can't escape his fate." Aglaya said in a low voice.

At this time, Nicardoli had completely fallen into madness. The endless black tide completely submerged his sanity, and he turned into a war machine that only knew how to fight.

"Guards, evacuate the crowd! Everyone else, follow me!!"

As Wan Di gave the order, he rushed towards Nicardoli. The metal fist armor collided head-on with Nicardoli's spear, and brilliant sparks burst out.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides clashed dozens of times, and finally all the enemies were knocked away by the swinging spears.

Without the thousands of enemies to hold him back, Nicardoli charged into the crowd. Even the powerful Xuanfeng Arena Champion could only barely hold on for a while. Many people didn't even have the courage to stand before him with weapons in hand!

This is the King of Disputes, the belief of the Xuanfeng people.

Even if Kefaler was here, these Xuanfeng warriors dared to charge forward.

But when facing Nicardoli, even though the other party had gone crazy, they still retained awe for this Titan in their hearts.

Rumble~~

The spears of conflict were raised high into the sky, and with a golden light falling, the divine power turned into a huge sharp arrow that fell from the sky!

Ten Thousand Enemies rushed out from the ruins, swinging their fists at the sharp arrow. The collision of fist armor and sharp arrow unleashed a terrifying force, crushing the ground layer by layer! Rumble! Rumble! Broken rocks flew everywhere, and from the center of Ten Thousand Enemies, energy vented out like a tide.

"Uh ah ah!"

Ten thousand enemies roared and tried their best to block the attack.

At this moment, Nicardoli suddenly rushed out and shot his spear straight at the heart of the enemy!

"prince!"

"Be careful!!"