Star Iron, conquer the world from Omphalos

boom! ——

The spear crushed the ground, leaving a long mark, and in an instant it arrived in front of Wan Enemy. Just as the latter was ready to "die once", golden sand suddenly condensed in front of him.

Woohoo!

Yellow sand blew across the cliff, covering the arrows shot by Nicardoli. When the sand and dust settled, the expressions on everyone's faces instantly turned to shock.

I saw that beside Wan Di, Ash raised his hand and easily caught Nicardoli's fatal blow in his hand.

Under Wan Di's astonished gaze, he smiled faintly: "Wandi, we haven't seen each other for just a few months, why are you so embarrassed?"

"King Ash, you..."

"Yeah, I'm back, so."

Ash mobilized his strength, and the Spear of Discord exploded in his hand with a bang!

"Next, it's time for us to fight back."

......

The March bounty continues, asking for everything!

Desert Emperor in Star-Iron: Chapter 83 Shurima lets you fly, Speed Pass Omphalos!

It's time to fight back!

The shattered Spear of Scourge caught everyone off guard, except for Nicardoli. The Titan roared angrily, and the sharp arrow condensed with divine power was about to stab Ash fiercely.

Swish!

Ash's figure disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already above Nicardoli's head.

"Old Titan, I admire your perseverance, but your mission ends here. Rest well."

In the fight against the black tide alone, the King of Dissension lost everything. Now only this crazy body is left. Letting it fall into a deep sleep is the best destination for it.

boom!

An irresistible force pressed down, knocking Nicardoli to the ground, and the sharp arrow that was still gathering dissipated.

The King of Discord roared with resentful anger, but his struggle was in vain. The Titans, worn down by the Black Tide, were no longer as powerful as they once were. Not to mention that even at the peak of Discord, Ash could suppress it.

Looking at the struggling Nicardo, Ash raised his hand, and with his palm made of golden sand, he threw Nicardo high into the air. Then a huge sand spear shot out, piercing the latter's body.

Boom~~

The golden light exploded, casting a large area of shining golden light over Xuanfeng City. Amid the explosion, Nicardoli's shrill screams were heard.

Everyone was stunned.

Even the Xuanfeng warriors who were dragged into a tough battle by Nicardoli stared with their eyes wide open, unable to believe what they saw.

"Nikadori is... powerless to resist?"

"I must have fallen asleep, wake me up!"

"I fell asleep, too."

"Are you having the same dream?"

"..."

Xuan Fengren had forgotten what he should do at this moment, or there was nothing he could do, so he could only watch.

If they were only filled with shock, then for Aglaya at this moment, even though she had almost discarded all her sentimental side, she couldn't help but feel shock and...fear deep in her heart!

At this moment, she seemed to recall her experience in the Creation Vortex, the scene where she was controlled by Ash and had no power to resist.

"Aya, the situation seems... a little bad." Tian asked in a low voice.

"Master, hurry up and leave here."

There was a hint of urgency in Aglaya's tone.

"But...but we can't use our powers for the time being."

The Saint of Janusapolis once obtained the fire of Janus and transformed her body into thousands of forms. Every person who inherited this ability would gradually "die" in the process of using it.

Tian has used the Gate of a Hundred Worlds more than once, doing things beyond her ability to bear, and now her body is on the verge of collapse.

Realizing this, Aglaya immediately grabbed Tian and rushed out of Xuanfeng City without hesitation.

But just as she took a few steps, the approaching flames behind her brought a familiar sound.

"You've lost your chance to leave, leader of Ohma!"

Boom~

The flaming iron fist smashed a huge hole in the ground, and it climbed over the long sword in the clothes maker's hand and slashed at Wan Di, but was counterattacked by the latter with a punch and bounced back. The furious Prince Xuanfeng pressed forward step by step and knocked Aglaya out.

The tailor, having lost his strength, fell to the ground and struggled to stand up, but Wan Di stepped on his chest and pinned him to the ground.

Roar! ! !

Just then, a roar came from the sky.

The Blade of Scourge hanging above Xuanfeng City burst out with brilliant light under the guidance of Nicardoli's power. The power condensed on the sword edge turned into a terrifying light wave that shot down, as unstoppable as a pouring galaxy!

However, this light wave fell on the shield supported by Ash and could not move forward at all.

At this moment, Omfalos's most powerful sword shone brightly, attracting the attention of countless people. However, as the light gradually faded, the fleeting brilliance was like a meteor across the sky, symbolizing the last glorious moment of the King of Strife.

boom!

Having lost all his strength, Nicardoli fell from the air and hit the ground heavily, no longer having the strength to fight.

"It's quite impressive."

Ash landed in front of his opponent. He had to admit that the last attack was indeed quite powerful, but it also drained the last of Nicardori's strength.

If it was a conflict during the peak period, although his strength was not as strong as Lingshi's, his strength was probably very close.

If it seems that all the twelve Titans of Ompharos have this kind of power, then the existence that created this place is worth paying attention to.

"Wan Di, I leave it to you." Ash turned around and looked at the tailor who was being stepped on by Wan Di. "Let's exchange. Leave this to me."

Wan Di frowned: "Don't you want Nicardoli's fire?"

He knew what Ash meant, which was to ask him to get the fire.

But it was Ash who defeated Nicardoli, and he did it alone.

"No, that thing is useless to me. Of course, you can choose not to use it... Anyway, take it with you for now."

The Titan's power is indeed strong, but it is bound to Omphalos and its upper limit is almost locked.

Instead of absorbing the fire, it might be better for someone with excellent qualifications like Wan Di to perform the ascension ceremony.

After all, the Ascension Ceremony has not yet reached its upper limit. When his strength reaches that of a Star God or even higher, he might be able to reach the level of an Envoy through this method.

"Then I'll keep it for you first."

Wan Di nodded slightly, walked up to Nicardoli, and looked at the god that the Xuanfeng people once believed in. His heart was filled with emotion for a moment.

"Nicardoli..."

He had a lot to talk to the other person about.

Here.

Ash looked at the tailor with interest.

"Tsk~ I really didn't expect you to pull such a trick. Using this body to carry your soul, Aglaya, you are indeed a man of great things."

At this time, Aglaya gave up escaping, although the body of the tailor was indeed very precious.

"Everything is for the Oracle to save the world. My master was willing to sacrifice herself for this, and so am I. King Ash, you have no idea of our determination."

"I really don't know, and I don't want to know," Ash said calmly. "But I do know that if we abandon the ideals of humanity, even if a new world truly emerges, it will be as cold as this long, dark night. Of course, I don't really care about these things. The world is what its inhabitants expect, choose, and create. I never intended to interfere. It's a shame you shouldn't have provoked me."

"King Ash, it was your ambition that blocked the oracle. No matter how righteous your words were, even if Ohma hadn't done anything to Tilkas, everything you did would ultimately conflict with the path the oracle had guided you."

"Indeed, you're right... Aglaia, you know what? I've been through a lot in the nearly year I've been away. Brutal wars are constantly raging in this galaxy, deaths far more horrific than Omphalos's have occurred, and the destruction of a planet is but a blink of an eye. In the vastness of the galaxy, Omphalos's story is nothing more than a piece of gossip on the news."

"Ultimately, you believe my ambition will hinder the Oracle's salvation. It all comes down to you being unable to control me like you control others, and so you seek to eliminate all uncontrollable forces. But have you ever considered the consequences of this self-righteous behavior for the world? Your Oracle is salvation, so why can't my empire also be the center of that salvation?"

"..."

The world beyond the sky.

Just as Aglaya guessed, Ash did not die, but left this world.

And it even feels like Ash doesn't belong to this world.

Because he was not sure whether Ash would appear again, Aglaia planned to speed up the pace of salvation, so he eliminated the Senate with tough measures, gathered more Golden People to Ohma, and even successfully recovered the fire of the rational Titan.

"Unfortunately, I'm still a step too late." Aglaia continued calmly, "King Ashu, your so-called salvation is nothing more than placing yourself in a high position, looking down on us, in order to achieve your ultimate goal of rule. This is in no way redemption for Omphalus. The new world promised by the oracle is one of freedom, peace, and joy, free from conquest and war. I believe that day will surely come."

"Then go to sleep with your sweet dreams."

Boom~

The tailor's body was shattered, and the power contained within it dissipated.

"It is indeed the power of romance." Ash stretched out his hand and grabbed the remaining power. After a moment, the power was completely extinguished like a candle in the wind.

"This guy has many bodies. Destroying one will only cause her heartache at best."

At this time, Wan Di came over.

"Did you get the fire?"

"Nikadori didn't resist. He regained his sanity in the end... Well, at least he died with dignity." Wandi spread his hands, the flames of conflict floating in his palms. "You really don't want it?"

"I don't need it, and you probably don't either. I won't be back for long this time. The Shurima Empire is still conquering the galaxy. Wandi, go to the vast world beyond the sky."

"Outside the sky..."

Ten thousand enemies made a slight move, the galaxy...the world outside the sky, this was the second time he heard Ash mention it.

Wan Di was somewhat envious of the battles in the galactic world and wanted to go out and take a look. Ash also gave him a choice. If he absorbed the spark of conflict, he might have to stay in Omfalos after inheriting the power.

After all, the power of the twelve Titans supports Omphalos, and without any one of them, the order of this world will be in trouble.

"I'll think about it carefully."

Wan Di took the fire into his body, "What about her? What are you going to do?"

He looked at Tian who was in a coma.

Ash glanced at her and said, "Take her with you and send her home later."

Wan Di thought about it carefully and decided that the statement of 'sending her home' might not be that simple.

......

Ohma.

Almost a year has passed since the last war of destruction. With the reconstruction and strengthening of the Holy City, the glory of Shurima has been increasingly swallowed up by the Black Tide. The people living in Ohma are increasingly convinced that the salvation of the divine realm led by the Golden Lineage is the only way out for Omfalos.

Have you seen the power of Shurima?

They will still perish.

Under the deliberate guidance of the Golden Thread, Shurima's decline was attributed to the Curse of the Titans, a punishment bestowed by Kephar on those who disobeyed the oracle.

Whether it is true or not is not important at all. There is no way to prove it anyway. As long as everyone says so, it is true.

"Have you heard? Lord Bai'e will inherit Kephar's fire and become the savior!"

"It's all spread on the messenger stone a long time ago. Don't you use the Internet?"

"Hurry up and inherit, then lead your men to wipe out those Shurima bastards. If it weren't for them, the war wouldn't have involved Ohma!"

"Yes, those Shurimans believe in the sun. It's ridiculous. The gods of Omphalos don't have such a thing. That big plate is just something they made up."

At the Yunshi Market, lively discussions were taking place one after another.

Suddenly, a group of Holy City guards came quickly from Yunshitiankong and rushed out of the city.

Wave after wave, their highly prepared appearance made the people of Ohma confused.

"What's going on? Are they really going to attack Shurima?" someone asked excitedly. "Let's shoot down that big plate!"