Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

Chapter 573 I am an ordinary person

At this moment, in the city of Hanging Edge thousands of miles away from Ohma, the fog that has enveloped the city of Hanging Edge for many years gradually dissipated, and entire fortress buildings covered with green vines and moss reappeared in the sunlight.

The sounds of heavy sticks hitting and long swords chopping came one after another in the inner city area. The firelight illuminated the dark sky several times, and the temperature became faintly hot.

Suddenly, three figures rushed through the stone-cutting area, like three Tiger tanks, crushing Nicardoli's only remaining relatives in Xuanfeng City.

They rushed all the way into the soul-forging area and stopped in front of a big door.

"30 Xuanfeng City badges."

"It seems that I won this time, 32 pieces."

"No, no, I have 38. Thank you for giving way!" Xing smiled calmly, with the demeanor of a master.

Bai Er was silent, not knowing how to congratulate. "At least 38 of these 6 badges were stolen from monsters on my road." This kind of words were obviously not suitable to say, so he could only nod, "It seems that Xing is better in the end..."

Wan Di lowered his eyes and looked at the 38 Xuanfeng City badges, thinking that at least 5 of them were his followers on the road...

Although he did not quite agree with Bai'e's statement that Xing had won this round of battle, a person like him with a strong sense of self-esteem did not seem to be able to complain about Xing's "head-stealing" behavior.

"Ah! These are just trifles that are not worth mentioning!" Xing waved his hands and smiled indifferently, "But the bet just now doesn't count on me. After all, I'm not of Golden Descent. Besides, there's no room for two tigers in one mountain. There's always the possibility of a chemical reaction explosion..."

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain? Chemical reaction?

Although Bai'e didn't understand what Xing said, considering the importance of the Titan Spark and Xing's sensitive identity as not being a member of the Golden Clan, it was indeed a good idea to cancel the bet.

"Thank you. Although this bet does not count, I will give you a special gift after returning to Ohma." Bai'e nodded and turned to look at Wan Di. "As for Nicardoli... we will work together to defeat him."

"As long as we can do it." Wan Di looked up at the lion head on the iron gate in front of him, "It's right in front of us. Although its breath is weak, there is no doubt that it is here."

Following his gaze, Xing also saw the huge golden lion head on the gate.

Although she had not been in Ohma for a long time, she had learned all the folk legends and gossips in the holy city, and could barely be considered a "know-it-all" of Omphalos.

So when she saw the lion head on the door, she immediately thought of the Ohmali's Lion's Mouth of Truth. It cannot be said that they are exactly the same, but it can be said that it is like two rabbits walking side by side on the ground, how can one tell which is the male and which is the female.

"I didn't expect that there is a place called the Lion's Mouth in Xuanfeng City. It turns out that the people of Xuanfeng can't stop their gossiping hearts." Xing had an expression of "I understand, I understand."

"Show some respect." Wan Di stepped forward, "This is a golden lion head. Don't compare it with those things full of rumors and wild history..."

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

"Then we can take it back. Isn't it much more useful than the Lion's Mouth of Truth? As for the scourge, just give it to me as a specialty of Ongfalos." Xing thought about it.

She thought the little thing was very interesting, and there was always a hint of sarcasm in its words, which made her feel very close to it. If she took it back, maybe it could add some fun to the train.

Wan Di shook his head: "Unfortunately, it has lost its voice now. If the Golden Race can borrow its wisdom..."

When he was feeling quite complicated and depressed, the golden lion head that had long lost its voice suddenly opened its mouth, and a weak and floating voice came from it: "Maide... Mos?... Crown... Prince..."

"Huh?! It spoke! It's alive?" Xing stared.

Wan Di suddenly lost his focus, raised his head, and stared at the lion head on the door. He was filled with astonishment, fearing that he was hallucinating...

He came to his senses and found that Xing and Bai'e were looking at him with confusion.

“…Lion Head…so many years have passed…are you still awake?” Wan Di raised his head and stared into the Lion Head’s eyes.

"Maide... Moss... I will never... forget your voice." The voice of the golden lion head was intermittent, like a flickering flame that would go out in the next second. "I have been... waiting for this moment."

"Go ahead, my master! I will listen to your teachings." Wan Di nodded heavily.

Xing pricked up her ears and leaned over to listen carefully. Maybe the golden lion head was like a guide in an RPG game, always able to point them in the right direction...

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

"People migrated for survival, and traditions were eroded by time, but glory? Even if it was hidden in the thick fog and the city walls collapsed, Xuanfeng City never betrayed the honor of the warriors." Ten thousand enemies frowned, "Why did my master say that?"

"Our god... has completely lost his mind." The golden lion head whispered, "It is no longer the war totem admired by everyone... It has fallen and is brewing a conspiracy without glory..."

"I beg you, Maedmos... end its long agony and let it die as a warrior! It must... die with honor..."

After saying this, the golden lion statue used up its last bit of strength and let out a long, tired sigh that echoed in the empty castle corridor.

"Master?" Wan Di suddenly shouted, "Master! Answer me! In the name of the Crown Prince, I command you..."

He wanted to say something, but in the end he just opened his mouth and no sound came out. He knew in his heart that he had lost another old friend from Xuanfeng City today...

"Let it rest. It should be tired." Bai'e took out a stone slab from his arms and handed it over. "Speaking of which, Xing and I found a stone slab near the quarrying area, but we can't interpret it by ourselves. Why don't you take a look?"

Wan Di took the slate without saying a word, glanced down from the first row, and suddenly his face became serious as he read down word by word.

Xing moved closer and, along with Wan Di, looked again at the slate covered in unfamiliar words.

"Why do you look so unhappy? Is it the "Crown Prince's Growth Collection" that records your bed-wetting as a child?" she asked in a low voice.

"No..." Wan Di's face looked very ugly, "Nikadori would never do that..."

"Nikadori ordered the infiltrators to transport a number of polluted followers, wrap them with a special layer of soil, mix them with the cargo carried by the Earth Beast Caravan, and take the opportunity to sneak into Ohma... Then he sent people to hide the followers in various places in the city when the curtain is hidden. When the soil layer weathers and peels off, the foul smell of the followers will fill the streets and alleys of the city..." Wan Di's fingers exerted a little force, and spider-web-like cracks crawled all over the stone slabs.

"By this time, the people of Ohma will be exhausted from searching for the source of the pollution. We can then take the decisive step and gather the spiritual energy of the city, directing the blade of punishment directly at Ohma... piercing the entire city-state with the sword of discord..."

When this was read, the entire stone slab could no longer withstand the force of the enemy and shattered. The flying fragments fell on the floor around it, and the only sound in the entire corridor was "crackling".

"No wonder Ohma was attacked... I didn't expect that the Titan who fell into madness could have such a plan..." Bai'e whispered, his voice more solemn than ever before.

"Ohma is about to face a catastrophe, and someone must come back to rescue." Wan Di said in a deep voice.

"Are you okay? Don't Jiang Fan and the others still exist in Ohma?" Xing wanted to persuade the two of them not to think too much. If Jiang Fan was really delayed from picking up girls, then Nicardoli's catastrophe would be imminent.

"His power is limited, just like that of an ordinary person, but the Blade of Retribution... it is something that no ordinary person can contend with, not even a Titan." Wan Di shook his head.

Ordinary people? Three punches shattered the dream of order. My friend, I am an ordinary person? Xing complained viciously.