Star Iron, conquer the world from Omphalos

One of his main missions this time was to kill Ash.

The Golden Born, though known as heroes, were not invincible. As early as the late Golden War, many heroes were killed and judged. Therefore, even the Golden Born had their limitations. Only those chosen by the Oracle were the manifestation of Kephale's will.

However, just as Celt was getting ready to fight Ash, a sandstorm suddenly blew up from behind the team.

Woohoo! ~~

The golden sand was flying all over the sky, stirring up wind and waves, which made Celt look shocked.

"what?!"

He had felt strange about the sandstorm before, which could never have appeared naturally. When he saw the sandstorm again, Celt subconsciously alerted his men to prevent the battle from being disturbed by it.

But he was not worried. At the moment, the soldiers of both sides were fighting together. If the wind and sand hit, even if they were disturbed, the Tilkas and Xuanfeng people would not be spared.

"Captain, it's the army! The army!"

an Ohema soldier exclaimed.

"what!"

The wind and sand rolled in, and it was not until Celt was less than a hundred meters away that he realized that the figures hidden under the wind and sand were actually an army formed by sand!

Soldiers made of sand?

Celtic was stunned.

"Could it be the same technology as Xuanfeng City?"

No, even Xuanfeng City's soul-casting technology requires a large amount of materials and time, but these sand soldiers...aren't they just pure sand?!

He had participated in so many battles, but this was the first time he encountered such a thing. However, panic on the battlefield would only lead to the loss of life. Kai Kelt quickly calmed down and shouted loudly -

"Keep the rear formation calm and don't be scared by these things. They just look scary. We're not even afraid of Nicardoli's minions, so why should we be afraid of these—Quack!"

Before Celt could finish his words, he was knocked away by a scepter that fell from the sky. The blow was extremely powerful. If he had not drawn his sword to block it in time, he would have died on the spot!

boom!

The scepter fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. A figure emerged from the dust and pulled out the scepter.

Celt struggled to stand up, but before he could see the attacker's appearance clearly, the waving scepter was right in front of him.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

Block! Block! Block! Block...Bang! The scepter struck his abdomen, and the intense pain made him groan.

"Still not falling?"

Ash looked at this guy in surprise. He was obviously an ordinary person, but his strength was unexpectedly strong.

No wonder Old Ultra once said that Ohma's strength wasn't limited to the Goldens. There were also many heroes who weren't Goldens, and their strength shouldn't be underestimated. Even at the end of the Golden War, there were people who specialized in purging the Goldens.

In that era, many Golden People were killed.

"You are Ash?! You are a Golden Descendant. Your power is indeed great, but it is naive to think that you can fight Ohma with that power!"

Boom!

Celtic took down the shield he had been carrying from behind him.

He held a shield in one hand and a greatsword in the other, and the bulging armor made him look even more imposing.

"Drink!"

The sword slashed down.

Slashing, sweeping, and stabbing straight, the Celtic power is extremely strong. Ash has seen it when he holds a sword with one hand, but it is rare to see someone who can chop so smoothly with a greatsword.

He waved his scepter, and the power of the yellow sand turned into a shield in front of him to resist attacks.

Defend, then counterattack. But the attack was also blocked by the Celtic shield.

"Golden Descendant, is this all you have? Your skills are not as good as my recruits!" Celtic mocked loudly.

Swish!

The scepter suddenly stabbed out, and Celt immediately raised his shield to block it, but this time the force was far stronger than any previous time. The heavy pressure forced his wrist to bend, and then there was a crisp cracking sound on the shield.

Kaka~

The sharp tip of the carrying staff broke through the shield's defense and pierced Celt's body, piercing his armor as well!

Sniff!

"Uh ah ah..."

Celtic lowered his head with an incredible look on his face.

His shield, his armor, were actually pierced by a single blow?!

Blood flowed from the wound, soaking the ground.

"My staff skills are indeed not that good, but who says that killing requires skill? Haven't you heard that great strength can make miracles happen?" Ash pulled out the scepter and said casually.

Plop.

Celt fell to his knees, the shield supporting his chest prevented him from falling, but his eyes continued to dim, and finally he completely lost his breath.

Hoooo! —

The sandstorm came again.

Ash raised his scepter, and the golden light shone in the eternally dark night. The next moment, the golden soldiers broke through the Ohma people's rear defense and charged into the formation.

Hiss~~A large amount of blood splattered out!

"Kill them all! Kill them all!!"

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Omphalos's Journey: Chapter 16: Daughter of the Styx

The biggest advantage of sand soldiers, besides not being afraid of pain or death, is that they will not be affected by wind and sand on this battlefield.

This means that no matter how strong the dust storm is, the sand soldiers can still fight freely.

When the sandstorm swept in, Ash raised his scepter. After receiving the signal, Tilkas and the Xuanfeng army immediately retreated to the rear, forming a line of defense around Ash, and completely separated from Ohma's army.

Then the sandstorm came and swept Ohma's army into it. At the same time, under Ash's command, the sand soldiers rushed into the sand-covered area and engaged in a melee with Ohma's soldiers.

Under normal circumstances, the Sand Soldiers would not be a match for these Holy City Guards in a one-on-one situation.

But the wind and sand are too strong!

How can I fight if I can’t even open my eyes?

Do you think everyone has Observation Haki?

Under the blast of sand, the Holy City Guards' combat effectiveness was suddenly reduced to the same level as the Sand Soldiers... or even lower, because the Sand Soldiers were fearless and unafraid of death. And even the most mentally strong Holy City Guards would panic when they lost sight and faced the approach of death.

Once panic sets in and momentum is lost on the battlefield, combat capability will be greatly reduced, and no matter how many people there are, it will be useless.

"Okhmar, your captain is dead! The echo of Xenatus of the Styx envelops you. Give up! Stop the futile resistance!"

Ash controlled the sand and dust to hang Celtic's body in the air, causing the psychological defenses of these holy city guards to further collapse.

The chaotic Ohma army engaged in a disorganized fight. Some attempted to charge forward, but were stopped by Tilkas and the lone Xuanfeng. Others retreated, but were overrun by Sand Soldiers. Gradually, the entire battlefield formed a siege around the Ohma army. Soldiers kept falling, and Sand Soldiers kept melting. Trading the lives of Sand Soldiers for the lives of the Holy City Guards was a no-brainer.

What Ash has to do is to continuously release his power to create new sand soldiers. He does not need to rush in this battle of trapped beasts. Ohma's army is already exhausted, and they will only become more and more fragile until they die.

"I didn't expect soldiers made of sand could fight," Julius exclaimed. "It's a miracle. Praise Gioria, praise Master Ash!"

"Praise Gioria, praise Master Ash!"

The Tilkas followed suit and shouted.

Even Xuanfeng's lone warrior couldn't help but show surprise. Ash's strength was different from that of his enemies, and he was more "divine".

"Praise Gioria, praise Lord Ash." A lone Xuanfeng soldier couldn't help but say.

Snapped!

A slap on the back of the head.

"Are you stupid? We're not from Tilkas, what are you praising?" the lone veteran of Xuanfeng cursed. "We are soldiers of Lord Wan Di, from Xuanfeng. Don't forget who you are!"

"I haven't forgotten, but isn't Tilkas our ally now?"

"Still being stubborn! Wait until Lord Wandi comes back and see how I'll deal with you!"

Because the Ohma people simply cannot break out of the area covered by wind and sand, they are now relatively "idle". This is a very strange feeling. It is hard to imagine that they would be idle on the battlefield.

But the battlefield changed in an instant. Just when everyone thought that all the Ohma people would die under the sharp blades of the sand soldiers, a mysterious power suddenly spread.

The ominous gray exudes the smell of decay and decay, and a low whisper lingers in the ears, making it difficult to tell whether it is reality or illusion.

Anyone who heard this voice would become a little confused.

"Death is approaching."

"It's the power of Senatos!"

A knowledgeable Xuanfeng man said in horror.

Cenatos, Titan of Death.

Ash frowned slightly. He could feel a force forcibly pouring into the battlefield, diluting his power, and even the sand soldiers became somewhat uncontrollable.

"The power of the Golden Descendants?"

He was not surprised at all. It would be strange if only one Celt from Ohema came with five hundred holy city guards to attack them. After all, they had two real golden descendants on their side.

Although Wan Di went to Xuanfeng City, the Ohma people were not aware of it.

Therefore, there must be Golden Descendants lurking behind Ohma's army.

What made Ash curious was that he had just killed Celtic, but the golden descendant did not come out.

It seemed the internal strife within Ohma was even more intense than he had anticipated. The Golden Clan would likely only obey Aglaia. The Senate could only publicly direct their actions, but feigning compliance was human nature, especially for those conspirators, who harbored ulterior motives.

"Everyone beware!"

Ash waved his scepter, and yellow sand gathered around him. If there was any mistake, he would throw the sand at the other person's face.

However, the power of death only spread to the area covered by the yellow sand. It did affect Tilkas, but did not cause any substantial damage.

As the power of the wind and sand becomes weaker and weaker, the vision gradually becomes clearer.

Wow!

The wind and sand completely dissipated.

What came into everyone's sight were the sand soldiers standing in their places.

Also, the group of Ohma people had already evacuated the encirclement of the Sand Soldiers and gathered in the distance.

Ash's gaze fell on the front of the Ohma army. There was a girl with purple hair, emitting a strange purple aura. It was this power that affected the power of the yellow sand, causing those sand soldiers to lose contact with Ash.

"It's her! The daughter of the Styx, the golden-blooded Xiadie!"

someone exclaimed.

Xiadie's fame is no less than Bai'e's, although she almost never appears outside and not many people have actually seen her.

But the power of death is too special, and coupled with the mystery of Senatos, it also casts a veil of mystery over Xiadie.

"Xiadie?"

Ash stroked his chin.

Judging from the other party's appearance, it seems that he has no intention of attacking.

"Goldenborn of Tilkas." Xiadie's voice was ethereal and ethereal, just like her aura. "I beg you to stop this war and take the people of Tilkas away. Once you leave here, your power can accomplish more. There's no need to fight us here."

"Miss Xiadie, they killed so many of us, we can't let them leave!"

Before Ash could say anything, someone from Ohma's team immediately refuted Xiadie's words.

"Yes, these despicable Tilkas people, they blocked our sight with the wind and sand, otherwise how could they have defeated us!"

"That guy killed the Celtic captain. The power of the Golden Race cannot fall into the hands of such a despicable person. This will bring disaster to the Holy City!"

The people who were speaking were all at the level of squadron leaders in the Ohma army.