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For the Onphalus, faith is the dominant theme of life, especially in the face of the apocalypse, when order is in jeopardy and the weak can do nothing but pray to the gods.
Even a Golden Descendant like Wan Di, whether he initially challenged Hua Yi out of a desire for battle or now, stepping onto the land of Xuanfeng City to reminisce about the war-torn past, is essentially inseparable from the word "conflict".
He is the Crown Prince of Suspended Peak. Even if he is drowned in the Underworld Sea and wanders outside, becoming a lone army, the grudges between him and the previous King of Suspended Peak will not be inflicted on ordinary people of Suspended Peak.
Those were his fellow countrymen, and should have been his subjects.
The result was so foolish.
"In the end, Nicardoli became the Mad King, a disaster created by the Suspended Peak Man himself? How laughable, how pathetic!"
Don't be so pessimistic.
Hua Yi patted Wan Di on the shoulder.
"The mural isn't finished yet, keep looking."
The murals are not finished; there are still a few left.
Wan Di took a deep breath, met Hua Yi's meaningful gaze, temporarily suppressed the surging anger in his chest, and began to interpret the subsequent murals.
"This serves as proof: the God-King has never retreated a single step on the battlefield. Even when facing the untouchable black tide from beyond the mist, it single-handedly raised its sword and bravely confronted it...?!"
"This mural clearly expresses the idea that the Titans of Conflict once fought a great battle with the Black Tide."
Hua Yi continued on his way.
The magnificent temple at the end of the corridor could be vaguely seen. Its dome had been cleaved open by a giant sword, and there was a support point in the middle that prevented the divine soldiers in the sky from sinking completely into the mud.
The murals record the rituals of Suspended Peak City, and are also hymns of praise offered by mortals to the great gods.
"This serves as proof: even though the Black Tide is so powerful, enough to corrupt the will of gods, the God-King still stands to this day, resisting the gloom of this turbid world. His immortal body will stand here, using himself as a wall to block the endless spread of madness..."
The rage in Wan Di's chest gradually subsided.
Without needing Hua Yi's reassurance, both he and Bai E understood the truth of history.
"The Titan of Conflict has long been fighting against the Black Tide. Although his divine body is immortal, his divinity has been gradually eroded, and he eventually became a mad king. He went from fighting against the Black Tide to fighting against everything in the world."
"This includes the Star Train. When I first entered Onpharos, Nicardoli threw a spear at me..."
Hua Yi has finished viewing the murals and is now giving his evaluation.
"The Black Tide is evil, the Titans are good. Even the [Conflict], which is known as the Mad King, is protecting Onpharos, because it knows that if the end times come, there will be nothing left to conquer."
"……Thanks."
Wan Di thanked Hua Yi.
The soldiers lowered their proud heads not out of submission, but out of respect.
I am grateful to Hua Yi, as the strongest being, for not holding a grudge against the [Conflict] for launching the attack first, and for being willing to bring me to Suspended Peak City to learn the truth of this history and clear Nicardoli's name.
The Suspended Man is not a fool, nor is the god who controls the conflict the culprit of the apocalypse.
"I'll accept your thanks, since I really will need your help next—if it's really as the oracle says, and the Golden Blood kills the god, and the hero kills the good Titan who protects the world, wouldn't that be a tragedy?"
Hua Yi suddenly stopped, and Bai E and Wan Di came to their senses.
Ahead, a powerful and beautiful structure, resembling a stone sculpture, stands the Titan of Conflict, Nicardoli's immortal and indestructible body.
It is the fulcrum.
The Heavenly Sword was suppressed by another great force, imprisoning it along with Nicardoli.
Wisps of black mist, seemingly materialized by the Black Tide, permeated the air, attempting to erode the immense power atop the giant sword. However, they were no match for it and were instead continuously worn down, evaporating into nothingness.
There was another figure beneath the giant sword, who appeared to be a middle-aged man wearing a helmet and traditional Suspended Edge City attire.
Wan Di searched his mind but couldn't guess the other party's identity.
Who is that?
“The only divinity of Nicardoli that was not sealed away, and the only rationality that was not eroded by the Black Tide.”
If it is divinity, why does it manifest as a human form in 5.9?
There's more to the story~
Hua Yi curled the corners of his mouth.
"I will unite the five parts of divinity, restoring Nicardi to its complete state. Bai'e, Wan Di, you fight it. The fiercer the battle, the more the black tide's corruption will be eliminated! Go! It's not about killing a god, but saving one." (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novels!)
"!!"
Bai E and Wan Di were taken aback. They looked at each other, their eyes blazing with excitement and fighting spirit.
They rushed straight toward Nicardoli.
At the same time, Hua Yi released Fei Xiao's suppression restriction, Nicardo regained his mobility, and the rational avatar returned to its original form. Driven by the lingering madness, he immediately swung his greatsword and swept it towards Bai E and Wan Di.
The speed was terrifying, like swinging a baseball bat.
Bai E chose to dodge, avoiding its sharp edge, while Wan Di chose to meet it head-on.
boom!
Hua Yide, who was watching from the back, moved his feet, otherwise he would have been hit by the Wan Di brand baseball.
"Get up quickly, you're not allowed to sleep here."
Chapter 711 Hua Yi is extremely worried, the law of supreme order
Actually, Wan Di is quite strong.
Golden blood flows through the veins of the Golden Descendant, making him naturally extraordinary and possessing physical attributes significantly superior to ordinary people. Furthermore, Wan Di once drifted in the Underworld Sea, refusing to die and achieving an immortal body. Even if his heart is pierced, leaving a fatal wound, he can still forcefully stand up.
However, compared to the gods of Onphalus, the Titans of Strife, Wanyou is still no match for them in a direct confrontation.
"I'm not asleep!"
Wan Di gritted his teeth, his body transforming into a cannonball, swept up by Nicardoli's immense strength, smashing down building walls one after another.
He struggled to his feet, threw another punch, and plunged into the chaos of battle.
All the power was contained within the taut muscles, and every step he took could shake the ground. Wan Di pulled his right fist back and then slammed it out violently.
The punch was not aimed at Nicardoli's body, but at the ground beneath its feet.
Boom!
A dull, loud bang.
The enemy wants to shatter the ground and disrupt Operation Titan.
However, he forgot that the battlefield was already devastated. Nicardoli, who had been carrying the greatsword, was the only support. The floor beneath his feet had long since turned to dust, and the exposed soil was the product of compression and compression, with a density far exceeding that of fine steel.
This punch failed to shatter the earth, but it did draw Nicardi's attention. With his left hand, Nicardi manipulated the Heavenly Sword, while with his right hand, he threw out Spear 28, locking onto the heart of Wan Di.
"Get out of the way!"
Bai E feared that Wan Di would rely on his immortality and continue to fight head-on. He slashed at the incoming blade with his sword, frantically mobilizing his power and driving his body to breathe rapidly.
"Try not to get injured, otherwise it will affect our combat effectiveness!"
"Is this something I can just do without getting hurt?!"
Reality is not a turn-based game; the Titans of Conflict truly live up to their name, like gods of war.
It's too good at fighting.
Bai'e and Wan Di had no time to catch their breath. As Nicardoli's right-hand spear pierced the air, his left hand held the divine sword remotely, sweeping it from another direction.
Centered on Titan, the blades form a perfect circle.
The unimaginable power made the towering object move incredibly fast. Its enormous size caused a qualitative change, and the giant sword swept through space, forming a storm. Before it could engulf Bai E and Wan Di, it would first destroy Xuanfeng City.
"Huff, huff... Is this what a god is like...?"
Bai E gripped the sword in his hand tightly.
He forcefully cleaved the spear, his entire arm and half his body throbbing with pain. He could only follow his warrior instincts, intending to catch the Titan of Strife off guard.
But as he watched the giant sword unleash another devastating attack, Bai E was horrified to discover that Nicardoli was completely unprepared!
Only now did he truly experience the power of the Titans.
And just how extraordinary were Hua Yi and his companions to be able to easily suppress Titan?
"It seems that Nicardoli in his berserk state is indeed not suitable for training you."
Hua Yi shook his head, watching the divine sword attack from behind with a wry smile. By sheer coincidence, he had become the first target.
"Never mind, I don't want to put pressure on you. It's better to take it step by step from now on."
Facing the sharp edge of the divine sword, Hua Yi did not dodge.
Even with a light step, if left unattended, Suspended Peak City will still be completely reduced to ruins. Bai E will at least be seriously injured, and Wan Di will most likely choose to act as a meat shield, standing in front of him.
So, if an immortal being is crushed into a meat patty, how would their immortality be demonstrated?
Slowly inflate it, and it'll be lively and energetic again?
We can't let Wan Di turn into a flat, two-dimensional being and continue fighting Nicardi!
Suppressing the dangerous thoughts in his mind, Hua Yi calmly reached out his palm towards the boundless and enormous divine weapon, whose thinnest blade was far thicker than his entire body.
Unlike Wan Di, who wears gauntlets, Hua Yi is unarmed, determined to confront the divine retribution of conflict head-on with his bare hands.
"Be careful!!"
The contrast is too stark.
The extreme visual conflict stimulated their nerves. Even though Bai E and Wan Di knew that Hua Yi was unfathomable and terrifyingly strong, they couldn't help but tense up and instinctively scream when they saw that enormous sharpness carrying a storm, about to engulf the tiny Qi San Liu Si Jiu Ni Chan Si Yue Yi.
They wanted to rush forward and help Hua Yi block the sword.
But it was too late.
How can mortals possibly surpass gods by starting later...?
"Yes, I do need to be careful."
Hua Yi seemed oblivious to Bai E and Wan Di's worries, continuing to chat with them. (Read exciting novels at Feilu Novel Network!)
"How to control the force in your hand to avoid crushing this majestic greatsword, and how to protect Suspended Edge City from the pressure on the earth and the creation of abyssal fissures beneath your feet—these are all technical tasks."
"?!"
Amidst the trembling gazes of Bai E and Wan Di, Hua Yi, seemingly unremarkable, stretched out his palm and pressed it against the towering sword's edge.
The sweeping attack abruptly stopped, the force dissipated and the wind ceased.
There was no violent collision, no loud explosion, and no shockwave from the clash of forces.
Even the storm disappeared.
The immense divine power contained within the divine sword vanished like a mud ox sinking into the sea, failing to move Hua Yi even a fraction of an inch, or even dissipate the force beneath his feet, thus not adding any cracks to the ground.
The only change was that the other end of the greatsword, the Titan of Strife, was thrown high into the air.
Hey, perfect parabola!
Bai E and Wan Di stared in disbelief, mouths agape, dumbfounded at the scene.
The Titans of Conflict, who were just moments ago so powerful and suppressed them to the point of being unable to raise their heads, have now become mere toys!
"The goals of the Golden Descendants need to change. Killing gods, seizing the fire, and then inheriting divine power is too rigid. Gods! Can't they take initiative, properly regulate their own power, and share divine power with the Golden Descendants?"
"what?!"
For the first time, the soldier couldn't believe his own body, or his own ears.
Hua Yi spoke in a seemingly ordinary tone, yet said something incredibly exaggerated.
No, it wasn't just that one 250. When he "crushed the giant sword" and such, if Bai E and Wan Di were a little weaker in mind and less prepared, they should have panicked and shouted "I'm terrified!"
"return."
Seeing that Nicardi was still flying, getting higher and higher, and farther and farther away, and that it was unable to slow down by its own power, Hua Yi immediately made a fist with his five fingers and pulled Titan back to Suspended Edge City from a distance.
“I had already made some arrangements. If you and Nicardoli fought, you could really eliminate the Black Tide’s erosion. But judging from the current progress, it’s too slow. Those two moves just now only helped it eliminate a negligible amount of erosion. It’ll be ages before we know it. I’ll take over.”
As if sensing danger, the dark tide hidden within Nicardoli's divine body and even his divinity was stimulated.
They dissipated, materializing into black mist, and roared towards Hua Yi.
They wanted to devour this tiny human and transform him into a crazed monster.