Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 617

"Fallen Titans, lost followers, desolate fortresses...the contradiction between memory and reality has become the norm everywhere." Bai'e shook his head and said.

The crowd continued to walk forward, their footsteps echoing in the silent passage. After a while, a mural appeared on the wall below the stairs. The mural had been eroded by time, and although the color was mottled, the pattern was still clearly visible. The crowd gathered around, their eyes full of curiosity and exploration.

Bai'e approached the mural, looked at it carefully for a long time, and spoke slowly, "It looks like they are making Titan followers. Perhaps this is the meaning of "soul forging"? Use raw stone to create a body, and then inject the golden blood of the gods to give it vitality... No wonder Xuanfeng City can win battles one after another. With this method, the supply of soldiers is simply endless." His voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to be uncovering a long-forgotten secret.

"So that's how it is... No wonder those monsters are bleeding." San Yueqi suddenly realized, and the doubt in his eyes instantly disappeared, replaced by full surprise.

She recalled the blood that flowed during her previous battle with the Titan's followers, and now she finally found the answer.

"If this is the reason why Xuanfeng City was once so powerful, then is its current decline related to this "Soul Forging"? "

"Let's go, someone is getting impatient waiting."

Coming to the bottom of the stairs, Bai E pointed at the enemies not far away who were looking towards him.

"too slow."

"I'm sorry, but who told me to clear the road?"

"Stop talking nonsense and look at your results."

Hearing this, Bai E slowly took out the collected emblems of Xuanfeng City.

In the dim light, the emblems glowed softly.

Bai'e placed them one by one in his hands and compared them with the number of Wan Di's badges.

"Ha! It seems we are the winners." Bai'e couldn't help laughing as he looked at the badges in his hand, which were a dozen more than Wan Di's. The laughter echoed in the empty space, full of the joy of victory. He proudly raised the badge in his hand.

"I'll give you the final blow." Wan Di turned his head away.

"Wait, let me think about it again. The stakes are still too high. It is not a respectful act to God to decide who will win the glory through a competition."

"I'll change the bet. You just need to give us half of the spoils you get. As for Nicardoli, we will join forces to defeat him."

"The premise is that you and I can do it." Wan Di said.

Before they had taken a few steps, they were stopped by a wall.

But there is an object on the wall that looks like a lion's head.

"Could this big guy be the real Lion's Mouth?" Bai E asked doubtfully.

"Show some respect, this is the Golden Lion Head, don't compare it with something full of rumors and gossip."

"The Golden Lion Head is Xuanfeng City's most outstanding advisor. Its advice has helped our tribe win many battles and resolved countless conspiracies."

"Unfortunately, it is now speechless. If the Golden Race could borrow its wisdom..."

Before Wan Di could finish his words, the golden lion head on the wall suddenly spoke, "Mad..Mos? The Crown..Prince..."

Its voice was weak, as if it had just woken up.

"Lion Head? Many years have passed...you are still awake?" Wan Di was slightly stunned.

"Mad..Mos..I will never..forget your voice. I have been..waiting for this moment."

"Speak, my teacher! I will listen to your teachings."

"Crown Prince... Xuanfeng City has lost everything, its people... its traditions... and the most precious thing, its glory."

"People migrate to survive, traditions are eroded by time, but glory? Even if it is hidden in the thick fog and the city walls are crumbling, Xuanfeng City has never betrayed the honor of warriors. Why do you say this?"

"Our god... has completely lost his mind. It is no longer the war totem that everyone reveres... It has fallen and is brewing a conspiracy without glory... I beg you, Maidemos... end its long suffering and let it die as a warrior! It must... die with honor..."

When the golden lion head finished saying this last sentence, there was only deathly silence in the empty space.

"Master? Master - answer me! In the name of the Crown Prince, I command you..."

"Wandi, let it rest, it should be tired." Bai'e walked forward, patted Wandi's shoulder gently, and interrupted Wandi's words.

"Maybe it's just the dying delirium of an old lion. Don't take it to heart. Let's continue on our way..." Wan Di closed his eyes, took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait, this is the stone tablet mentioned earlier. We can't decipher it by ourselves. Maybe it is related to what the old lion said." Bai'e hurriedly took out the stone tablet he got in the lounge from his arms and handed it to Wan Di.

Wan Di did not look back, but silently stretched out his hand, "Give it to me." His voice was calm, as if he was trying his best to suppress the waves in his heart.

“Although the Black Tide is an unknown enemy, if used properly, it can also become a powerful weapon for us to deal with our old enemy.

You can order infiltrators to transport a number of contaminated followers, wrap them in a special layer of soil, mix them with the cargo carried by the Earth Beast caravan, and take the opportunity to sneak into Ohma. After entering the city, send people to hide the followers in various places in the city while the curtain is hidden. After a few days, the soil layer will weather and peel off, and the foul smell of the followers will linger in the streets and alleys of Ohma.

By this time, the Ohma people will be exhausted from searching for the source of the pollution. We only need to wait for them to get flustered, and then we can make the decisive move: gather the spirit energy of the city, let the blade of punishment point directly at Ohma, and pierce the entire city-state with the sword of strife. Then the army will march across the border, destroying everything in its path, and the eternal victory will finally fall into our hands. "

"No...Nikadori would never..." Wandi shook his head.

"No wonder Ohma was attacked. I didn't expect that the mad Titan would have such a plan..." Bai'e said.

"Ohma is about to face a catastrophe. Someone must come to rescue." Wan Di looked at Bai'e firmly.

"No, that's not right. We must continue to move forward and complete our mission."

When Wan Di heard Bai E's words, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, "Have you been blinded by fame? I have said long ago that if we want to win, we have to mobilize the entire army."

"We are only one step away from Nicadori. As long as we defeat the source of the evil, the conspiracy will dissipate. Just like that terrible blow, you and I are also arrows that have been shot. Nicadori can bring disaster to Ohma, and vice versa, so can we. Moreover, I trust Aglaya and Teacher Tibao. Ohma has two demigods stationed there, as well as our companions. They can protect the holy city."

"There's no reason to give up all the hard work." Xing also said.

"Okay, I'll trust your judgment for once. I hope we won't be pushed into the abyss of regret."

"Nikadori...has your divine body really been hollowed out by the hand of madness? Have you completely abandoned the dignity of a warrior..." Wan Di whispered.

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After passing through the hot soul-forging area, everyone came to a flat ground, but not far away, the tightly closed door stopped everyone.

"We were so close to the fall of a Titan...it feels unreal," said Bai'e.

"There is no need to regard it as a god. You, me, and it - are just warriors caught in a life-and-death battle, nothing more." Wan Di said.

"The feeling of oppression at that time... is back again, can you feel it? But that aura is no longer pure. It is mixed with the smell of blood and the howling of the undead..." Bai E turned sideways and looked at Lin Yu and the others.

"The destiny I expect... is behind this door." Bai'e shifted his gaze back to the door.

Everyone followed Bai'e's footsteps and slowly moved forward.

As they approached the gate, an inexplicable force seemed to pull them.

Bai'e stretched out his hand and pushed the door hard. With a dull sound, the door slowly opened.

A staircase leading downwards appeared in front of everyone, with faint light flickering on the walls on both sides of the stairs.

Everyone walked down the stairs carefully, taking each step with great weight.

As they went deeper, the door below slowly opened.

The moment the door was fully opened, a strong smell hit us in the face.

On the platform in the distance, Nicardoli was 'sleeping', its body lying there quietly, like a small hill.

However, when everyone saw Nicardoli's appearance clearly, they were all stunned.

Its body was too small. Compared with the Titan's follower encountered before, it was only about ten centimeters taller.

Nicardoli, with a height of less than three meters, did not look as tall and majestic as the gods that everyone imagined.

Is this really a god? This question popped up in everyone's mind.

But no matter what Nicadori looks like, the power it contains should never be underestimated.

...

"Corrupted God! Face me and meet your doom!"

"I am the son of Hanging Blade, the golden descendant of the oracle. I have brought you the fairest price - I will give you a thousand scars and a hundred lives in exchange for your glorious death in the epic!"

Wan Di walked down step by step and shouted to Nicadori in the distance.

"Wandi, I can't do the same as you... but I will fight in my own way and hunt gods!" Bai'e said, following Wandi's footsteps and coming to Nicardoli.

At this moment, it has woken up.

"Don't try to use your inferior half-body to deal with us! Smash it!" Bai'e shouted loudly.

As Bai'e rushed forward, Lin Yu and his group also joined the battle.

However, Nicardoli was just passively defending. Its huge body was like a rock, enduring the attacks from everyone.

Moreover, the counterattacks it occasionally launched were not very powerful, as if it had not used its full strength.

This made everyone feel a little puzzled. Is it hiding something?

At this moment, Nicardoli, who was originally on the defensive, suddenly froze and motionless, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Its body trembled slightly, and the air around it began to fluctuate violently.

Seeing this, Lin Yu and his group immediately stopped their attack and looked at Nicardoli vigilantly.

Then, under the nervous gaze of everyone, a golden body "emerged" from behind Nicardoli.

The body emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire space and making it almost impossible to look directly at it.

But the aura it exuded was full of depravity and evil.

"Are you finally willing to reveal your true form, Titan? Fallen God, taste the wrath of man!" Ten Thousand Enemies roared.

However, what is unexpected is that even after revealing its true form, it still passively defends.

Just when everyone was puzzled, suddenly, the whole space shook violently.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was shaking the world wantonly.

In the outside world, the Blade of Divine Punishment that was originally suspended above everyone’s heads suddenly began to move.

Its huge sword cut through the sky, bringing up a sharp whistle.

Then, in the astonished gaze of everyone, the tip of the sword slowly pointed towards Ohma.

"Fighting spirits are gathering above Xuanfeng City...and are rushing towards the 'Blade of Condemnation'!" Bai'e said in shock.

"It has no intention of deciding the outcome. It is just using death after death to temper the sharp blade in its hand... Even if it has to endure a hundred deaths, it will pierce through the body of Kefal, the Titan of the Dead!"

"You have no sense of honor... God of my race, how could you have fallen to this level?" There was a hint of sadness in Wan Di's voice, and he was completely disappointed in the god he once believed in.

"Savior, I'll give you a chance to be a hero." Wan Di suddenly turned around and looked at Bai E.

"Leave this battlefield to me. I will hold this body back so that it has no time to wield the Blade of Heaven's Punishment. I will bring the news back... to inform the two demigods."

Bai Er frowned, "Are you crazy? Fighting against the Titans alone? Then I will stay too. Everyone... please..."

Before Bai'e could finish, Wan Di angrily pushed Bai'e and said, "Get out! Do you really have to make me say that? I must stay, not for Ohma's safety, but to settle things with my own god. Even if immortality is a curse, it should not be used so despicably."

"Let's go, your battlefield is elsewhere, Savior."

"..." Bai E was silent. He knew that Wan'e's enemy had made up his mind and any amount of persuasion would be in vain.

When Bai E took Lin Yu and the others away, Wan Di, who was facing Nicardoli, had an extra smile on his face.

"Finally, there's less noise. You and me - two warriors who have been shut out of the door of death. Is there any fairer competition in the world than this? Come! The king who failed to become a king, the god who has lost his divinity! We are such a perfect match. Let's fight here... until all things are destroyed!" The enemies roared, and his voice echoed in the empty space like a tragic war song.

When Bai E was leaving, he couldn't help but look back at Wan Di.

He was slightly startled, a complex emotion welling up in his heart.

Perhaps, this dispute had its own destiny from the very beginning, and he did not seem to belong here.

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