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Hua Yi picked up her phone and turned on the recording function as instructed.
As a result, Xing was in a hurry to pose, and before she could return the two-person-high decorative stone ball to the platform, she turned around to find the camera.
"oops!"
Without the pull of [Time], the stone ball crashed down, striking Xing on the head once more.
Hua Yi couldn't hold back any longer: "Shall I find you a helmet?"
"Ouch, it doesn't hurt!"
Facing the phone camera, Xing tried her best to maintain her image. Even though her mouth was twitching, she just shook her head, letting her bangs fly up with the movement.
"Xing is so amazing! Hua Yi, could you send me a copy of the video later?"
On March 7th, he gave the gray-haired girl a malicious look, then grabbed his lover's arm and demanded the video file.
I'll post it in the chat group later, so everyone can see just how stubborn Batman is.
"No, please stop!"
"One wants the video, the other wants to stop it, it's a tough situation for me. In the end, it depends on who is more sincere and offers a condition that satisfies me."
Hua Yi teased them for a few moments, then winked at San Yueqi and Xing, signaling them to stop fooling around.
Tibo returns to her hometown, truly venturing into the abyss of fate, and inevitably becomes sentimental.
"Passing through the Gate of a Thousand Paths, entering the Hall of the Three Phases of Fate, and further ahead lies the passage to the Titans. *We* have inherited the flame of the [Path], while the flame of the Titan of Law, Tarranton, was obtained a thousand years ago..."
The usually quiet Tinning spoke up to explain the situation.
"Now only the Oronis of the Ages remains in the city, hidden in the mist, no longer giving the world prophecies."
The path to the Titans extends along cliffs and ends in a deep, misty valley, where powerful beings like Kiana and Luminous can pinpoint the massive creatures hidden within the fog.
"What should we do now?"
They sought Hua Yi's opinion.
"Bring out the Titan of Time, teach Him face to face, ask Him to deepen His understanding of authority, and then train the Titan Chosen?"
"First, witness the story of the past."
Hua Yi gently waved his hand, and without chanting any prayers, a dazzling sun, far surpassing the light of tiny fragments, burst forth, cleansing the valley that had been swept by the black tide and appeared exceptionally dark.
Their vision cleared, and the girls were surprised to find a blurry figure appearing ahead. (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novel Network!)
It wasn't Titan of Time, but a girl resembling Tibo.
Hua Yi recreated a scene from a thousand years ago, where the saintess Tirispius of the city of Mencheng conversed with the Titan of Time.
Eulonis uttered ramblings. Unlike the Titan of Reason, Cesis, he did not use human language. Hua Yi combined the synesthetic beacon transcription and the Saintess's knowledge to help Xing and the others understand the dialogue.
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"You are still... wasting yourself on those false words."
"[A false prophecy], you still believe that?"
In appearance, the saintess's phantom looks no different from Tibo.
But her voice was mature and gentle, quite different from Tibbo's crisp, childlike voice.
“Cephalus…even in death, could never have guided mortals to kill its own kind. Stop, Tirispius…spreading the prophecy will only bring disaster, a disaster…enough to tear you to pieces.”
"But the Black Tide has already descended, and Janus is in a deep slumber. If even the guardian deity who guides mortals cannot resist calamity, what can we do against our fate of destruction?"
The saintess is arguing with the Titans.
With just a few words, the image of Tirispius was quickly fleshed out.
She did not gain the support of the Titans, yet she was tasked with guiding humanity to save itself in the early days of the Black Tide.
Not to mention Hua Yi, even Xing could understand the difficulty involved.
"It turns out that the prophecy of the Journey of Fire did not receive much support from the Titans at all. In fact, it was even uncertain at the beginning whether the prophecy was actually made by [the World-Bearing] Kephale."
With solemn hearts, everyone continued to watch the photos that captured the passage of time.
"Don't... touch the spark. That way, you'll at least still be... a favorite of fate."
The Titan of Time was advising the saintess; the gods' willingness to admonish mortals was itself a form of favor and mercy.
However, Tirispius's tone was filled with sadness.
"How can I watch the world crumble while remaining unscathed? This may be our last conversation. I will do everything in my power to protect you from the Black Tide, to protect Onfaros."
The saintess has made up her mind.
She turned and left, running off on the journey she had chosen, never to return.
“We’ll follow them.”
Hua Yi greeted them and took the lead.
Kiana and Ying followed skillfully, and Xing had no objections, wanting to see what happened to that saintess from back then.
"Aren't we going to ignore the Titan of Time here?"
It was March 7th's turn to discover the blind spot.
"Also, we were going deep into the Abyss of Destiny from the south, and this is the northernmost point. There was no road ahead, but now there's a temple. And those buildings are... the once-complete city gate?! Ugh, I'm getting a little dizzy."
Chapter 740 Back then, Tirispius
If someone could look down from the sky, they would see that the city of Janusapolis had indeed appeared out of nowhere.
Under the brilliant light of time, the sacred land of a thousand years ago reappears. In the two timelines, the city-states are strangely connected, forming an ouroboros biting its own tail.
Tibao, Ti'an, and Ti'ning were in a daze, looking left and right, instinctively grabbing Hua Yi's clothes.
So the savior grew three little tails, side by side.
Hua Yi led the way, following Tirispius, whose figure was gradually becoming clearer and whose form was also changing, back to the gate city of the past.
In the magnificent temple, the saintess paused before the library wall, triggering a mechanism that opened a small door, revealing a hidden, separate room.
The towering bookshelves, reaching from the floor to the ceiling, are adorned with exquisite patterns, revealing a high level of artistic taste.
However, the desks, beds, and boxes here shouldn't be in the library with "047" in common, and the overly simple furnishings compared to the bookshelves made everyone realize the problem.
Ying ruffled Tibo's hair: "Did you grow up in a place like this?"
"Yes. When we were born, the title of Saintess was already meaningless. Those who could listen to the guidance of the Titans were either used as mouthpieces for others or imprisoned."
The red-haired little girls each took turns recounting their past experiences.
"For about twenty years, *we* have lived within the temple complex, never stepping outside the Gate of Ten Thousand Paths. In order to understand the outside world, *we* have spent a lot of time learning various kinds of knowledge, and of course, we've also made some small inventions."
"Unfortunately, it was only used for sending messages and couldn't be put to any other use. All the knowledge I learned back then has now been forgotten."
Ti Ning's last words made Hua Yi both amused and heartbroken.
"At least you still remember how to make saffron oat porridge. Let me see what books you read—geographical records of various city-states, and documents documenting the Titan faith. Quite a lot."
“Back then, we had excellent memories. Ten years was enough time to remember all of this.”
Here, the red-haired little girls, or rather, Tirispius, learned a great deal and gradually set her goals.
We must drive away the dark tide and move towards a brighter tomorrow.
If it's too late tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow.
If it doesn't work the day after tomorrow, then wait until the next tomorrow!
She was filled with anticipation, imagining a paradise located at the end of the west wind, on the other side of the black tide, a radiant sea of flowers blessed and protected by the gods.
"It's time to go."
In the secret room, Tirispius packed her luggage and took one last look at the home she had lived in for many years.
She embarked on her journey, passing by Hua Yi's team.
A faint breeze stirred, and the saintess's illusory figure seemed to have grown a little taller, gradually transforming from a little loli like Tibo into a graceful young woman.
Kiana and Ying, with their keen senses, realized something and looked at Hua Yi with smiles.
"You really are something...hehe~"
"I haven't taken action yet on what I really want to do—Tirispyos wasn't a little girl back then; Tibo just forgot what she looked like."
Hua Yi gave a brief explanation, and March 7th and Xing started brainstorming.
"The Titan of Time said it was torn into a thousand pieces, and when I talked to Aglaia in private, I also heard that a thousand years ago, many Tibos were scattered to various city-states, so the saintess was shattered, and the mature woman turned into a little loli?"
"Keep reading, and you will find the answer."
Tirispeius left the secret chamber and entered the open square. Although she had not yet left the temple complex, she had already encountered the residents of the gate city.
The elderly, children, and young adults.
For the rulers of the city, the saintess was a tool of governance that had to be restrained, but in the eyes of the ordinary citizens of the city, Tirispeius's position was beyond doubt; she was the spokesperson for the Titans.
They are very devout believers.
The children were noisy and didn't recognize Tirispius. They just looked for the seemingly kind guards and asked where the saint was, saying they had brought her a gift.
It's very fresh fruit.
The guards remained silent, for they had not received any permission from the people to give the gifts to the saint.
Those in power feared that Tirispius would use gifts to communicate with the outside world, cultivate a loyal faction, and then seize back power when the time was right, so they kept a close watch on her.
Whether it's fruit a child wants to give, a blanket an elderly person cares for like a child, or a hand-knitted blanket, nothing can be given to the saint.
However, through her limited public appearances, Tirispius touched some people with her kindness and sincerity.
There exists a faction within the city that is loyal to the saintess.
Even if this group is suppressed and forced to hide, they can still play a role at the right time.
For example, turning a blind eye to the gifts people gave to the saintess, pretending not to see them.
"Looks like there are still reasonable people among us!"
On March 0th, following Hua Yi's side, witnessing the passage of time, I discovered that a considerable number of people harbored goodwill towards the Holy Maiden, which made me feel much better.
The situation is clear: Tirispius is a good person, the one in power in the city, while those who restrict the saintess's freedom and covet power are the villains!
"Tiricipios was assassinated by the rulers and fell off a cliff, which led to her conversation with the Titan of Time. Now she is determined to give everything for the future of Onphalus."
Hua Yi's gaze toward the saintess's figure was gentle.
When it comes to the despicable high-ranking officials in Mencheng, the attitude is quite different.
“Traces of the Black Tide have been present for a thousand years. The apocalypse is already taking shape. Those who step forward are lovely and respectable, while those nobles who hold others back for their own selfish interests, or even try to kill Tirispius, do not deserve salvation.”
"Save what?"
Xing picked up the baseball bat and grunted twice.
"I still want to hit them! One hit of this baseball bat and all the bad guys will be reduced to ashes!"
"Over there, do you see that luxurious building that's even taller than the temple?"
Hua Yi not only did not stop him, but also pointed out the location to Galaxy Baseball Man.
"The place is full of nobles from the city, living a life of luxury. They use the young Tirispius as a propaganda tool to promote their own legitimacy. As she grows up, they want to get rid of the saintess, fearing that they will be overthrown."
"I see!"
Xing gripped the baseball bat tightly, his anger mixed with excitement at having grasped Hua Yi's unspoken message.
"Isn't this just a photograph left by time? Can I touch it?"
"Who cares if it's a photograph? What matters is having a clear mind. 5.6 When it's time to act, act." (Read thrilling novels on Feilu Novel Network!)
"understand!"
With Hua Yi's permission, Xing cheered and gave him a big kiss on the cheek, then channeled her energy.
This wave definitely needs to use [Destruction] to eradicate evil completely!
The stellar core roared, destiny surged, and Galaxy Baseball Man was furious, so he got serious.
She was radiant, exuding a powerful aura.
Upon seeing this, Hua Yi's lips twitched.