I really don't want to be famous, but the collapse is still chasing me

As we went deeper, everything seemed normal except for the inexplicable harsh words.

The key is to find Bai'e as soon as possible.

But there was a commotion up ahead.

It was a battle between a crazed Ohma soldier and a warrior from the Blade City.

After hearing the conversation between the two, Qiong also guessed the truth.

What we see and hear now should be the fear in the hearts of all enemies.

Just as the two were about to fight to the death, Qiong stepped in to stop them, "Please don't fight!"

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The Ohma soldier's blade sank into the chest of the Hanging Blade warrior.

All we could hear was that he was still worried about the king who had left. "Maidemus... King... avenge me...!"

The Ohma soldier was almost insane. He looked at Wan Di and Qiong, his body twisted extremely and made a cracking sound.

The next moment, they suddenly transformed into the Heavenly Punishment Army. "Cowardly King... Die...!"

Looking at the enemy charging towards him, Wan Di sighed, "This bottomless murderous intent... is Nicardoli's wrath."

The next moment, he handsomely punched the intruder right in the middle of his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, the bodies of the soldiers of the Condemnation Legion shattered again and turned into a pile of powder.

Wan Di laughed at himself, "This is ridiculous. I know this Ohma man. He is an upright warrior, but he has been twisted into this state by the "dispute."

And there is this noisy sound...When it sounds, the murderous intent in my heart is hard to suppress.

Bai Er must have been carried away by the battle cry and lost himself... Humph, useless fellow."

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the dead soldier.

Qiong asked, "Your expression is very solemn..."

"Nothing, let's go."

at this time.

A familiar voice came from not far away.

Wan Di listened carefully and realized that this person was Hatonus, the master of inversion.

Originally, Wan Di and Qiong were preparing to help Hatonus take care of his injuries.

But Hattonus continued to attack his enemies with words.

Finally, he actually took out the seal ring belonging to Wan Di's mother.

This time, Wan Di finally understood that the person in front of him was not Hattonus at all.

Suddenly, Hatonus jumped up and rushed towards the dome.

A long and narrow shadow broke through the air behind him and pierced through the phantom of Hatonus.

"What great skills." Wan Di couldn't help but sigh.

Qiong looked at this familiar scene, turned his head with a smile, and it was indeed Dan Heng.

"Are you Dan Heng... himself?"

Dan Heng was very calm. "Same question, back to you—what was the last thing you said to me before I opened the sea in Scaled Abyss?"

Wan Di was a little confused when he heard this. "Open the sea?"

How do you know this?

[You're asking me about the third season of Nima, right?]

[Qiong: Or you could just shoot me to death.]

[Did Wan Di hear something incredible? ]

[My enemies probably don't know that Little Blue Dragon is actually very powerful.]

-

Faced with Dan Heng's question, Qiong remained silent, because it had been such a long time and no one would know the answer.

Dan Heng nodded in satisfaction, "Correct, you have a good memory."

A question mark “?” appeared above Wan Di’s head.

After the three of them successfully confirmed that the other party was not fake, they began to exchange information.

We can draw a conclusion that this trial is not aimed at a single person, but will embody the fear of all those who enter the trial.

However, this also indirectly shows that Bai'e must still be among them, and we just need to find the source.

The three of them walked together and ran towards the center of the battlefield.

Finally, I saw the incarnation of Nicardoli in a square.

Wan Di: "Oh, as expected. This is the source of the war cry... the true gateway to the Nicadori Trial."

Qiong looked at the man's appearance and couldn't help but hum.

Dan Heng noticed Qiong's strange behavior and asked, "What's wrong, you two?"

Qiong explained, "It's Gnaeus, the incarnation of Nicardori..."

Wan Di took a deep breath. "Though we've never met, I sensed it. Without a doubt, that's the murderous intent that belongs only to Strife... Nicardoli himself—the master of this battlefield."

Nicardoli didn't turn around, but his voice echoed throughout the room, "Oh, Maidemos... you are indeed a warrior with a shining vision."

"Do you recognize me?" Wan Di frowned.

"Of course I recognize you, blasphemous prince." "I also understand: you have come for the spirit of the white-haired warrior."

"That's easy. Hand over that cowardly swordsman, and let's put an end to this farce as soon as possible."

"I refuse." "I acknowledge your courage along the way. But since you are attempting to trample upon the dignity of the defeated, I cannot sit idly by."

Qiong took out the Flame Spear and slung it over his shoulder. "It looks like a fierce battle is inevitable."

At this moment, Dan Heng recognized some key words, "The defeated person...did he fail to overcome the trial?"

Nicardoli continued, "He faced his deepest fears, fought bravely, and was defeated in a fierce slaughter. Therefore, I accept him into this battlefield behind me and grant him the honor that matches his courage, tenacity, and sacrifice."

"Want to take him? You can: take the bronze spear and come forward to prove that your beliefs match his..."

"As for the cowards who don't want to bleed...get out of my sight now."

"Hmph, I have no interest in your wise opinions, you pathetic mad king... But since you desire a fight, then come, Titan—let me close your eyes once again with my own death."

"Yes! Your noble mother once taught me the same courage with a spear in her hand."

Wan Di clenched his fists, "Don't mention her name."

"Why? To defend your dignity, she challenged the late King Xuanfeng to a duel, knowing she would be killed by a vicious plot. Are you trying to say that all this was in vain?"

"Her tragedy was caused by you—the embodiment of Strife—how dare you speak of her past?" Wandi's fists erupted in flames. "Enough of this useless talk. As the God of Strife, why not declare your resolve with your sword? Let us end this swiftly!"

at this time.

Everyone around him slowly moved closer to Nicardoli.

"Ah! Your hatred is clear, Maidemus. These words must have stung your heart. But it is precisely because of this that I finally understand..."

"This is why you killed your father to seize the throne, yet allowed the signet ring to sink into the underworld, unwilling to continue the glory of Xuanfeng..."

"This is why you destroyed the Titan of Strife, but refused the Spark and continued the Strife..."

Wan Di gritted his teeth and did not answer.

"Fate's outcast, I want to see if you have the ability—to see if you can extinguish your own destiny with your own hands."

"I will tear open your chest, Titan... just as I did to the last king."

[What a huge amount of information! ]

[I feel that Wan Di is a person with a very interesting story! ]

I feel like I've seen this story somewhere before? Greek mythology?

【Yes. 】

-

"Hahaha, since you wish to repeat the same mistake, then go ahead: ignite the flames of your fear, step onto the battlefield, fight to the very edge of 'Dissension' and devour me; or get lost in it and let your fallen remains roast for comfort!"

"But remember this, Maedmos: the son of the founder of Gorgon, will shed blood and take the crown—"

"When you rip open my chest, that will be the moment you ascend to godhood. Successor of Xuanfeng, I salute you!"

As Nicardoli spoke, more and more members of the Heavenly Punishment Legion gathered around him.

“That white-haired warrior, knowing he was no match for his opponent, fought bravely to the very end…”

"What about you, Maedmos? Do you have enough murderous intent to match your fate?!"

"Prove to me that you are worthy of this power!"

Wan Di sneered, "Wailing, howling... Kings of Xuanfeng, is this the power you desire?"

"For the sake of fairness, I grant you the blood of Discord!"

Suddenly, an inexplicable golden light poured into Wan Di's body.

His expression became extremely painful. "The restless power... is difficult to contain..."

""Abandon your mortal form in fear, King of the Blade!""

[Have you noticed something? I feel like Nicardoli really wants Wandi to inherit the flame of conflict?]

[I've already figured it out. I knew it when they mentioned patricide. Omphalos originally relied on Western culture, and the Greeks, for example, favor fatalism, believing everything is predetermined.]

-

The battle is still going on, and several people are fighting hard with the free-spirited Condemnation Legion.

"Be careful!" Qiong realized that something was wrong and shouted at the enemies.

An enemy was about to attack Wan Di from behind, but Bai E rushed out from behind, the long sword in his hand seemed to pierce Wan Di's chest...

But Wan Di dodged it by moving sideways.

Wan Di looked at Bai E, "I found you...!"

[I will stick my neck out for my brothers! ]

Dan Heng: I’m familiar with this.

【Oh my god, I found you with this last sentence! 】

[Huh? Kyon is using a flame spear!]

-

The screen went black.

It was some time later.

Mihoyo omitted the process after Bai'e was rescued.

Although Bai'e was not seriously injured, his soul was still not stable. He must have encountered the deepest fear in his heart.

Here, Xiadie mentioned the "Kuroshio" again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dan Heng quickly asked, "Could you please elaborate on what this 'Black Tide' is?"

Aglaia let out a long sigh, found a seat, and began to narrate, "It was one of the culprits that drove the people of Omphalos into madness. Since the beginning of the World of Strife, this indescribable thing has been like a plague, descending upon the earth along with the three Titans of Disaster...

We don't know where it originates, but we find it enveloping the peaceful yet small land like a sea. Hence, it's named the Kuroshio Current.

Anyone affected by it becomes twisted and hideous, losing their rationality and humanity, transforming into bloodless and tearless beasts. This is not a fate unique to mortals; even the Titans are not immune.

Xiadie then added, "According to Gnaeus, although Nicardoli is one of the incarnations of disaster, he also shoulders the mission of resisting the black tide...

Perhaps this is another reason why Lord Bai'e resolutely threw himself into the trial of "Dispute."

"Now, we must seek other avenues to ignite discord."

Wan Di knew that Aglaya had something else in mind. "Tell me, Aglaya, what's the next step?"

"You know, this doesn't depend on me." Aglaya slowly stood up and looked at Wan Di with a lifeless look.

"Wandi, as Xuanfeng's successor, you naturally understand: if victory were simply achieved on the battlefield of 'Dispute', it would be easy for you...

But the weight of divine responsibility can ultimately be borne by only one person.

It is recklessness and hesitation, not suspended divinity, that plunge the world into a dead fog."

Wan Di lowered his head, as if he only wanted to respond to everything with silence.

[Why do I feel like the whole world seems to be expecting Wan Di to become a demigod of conflict?]

[This is what he should be, but Wan Di just doesn't want it to happen.]

If this is true, based on Bai'e's personality, he likely knew Wan Di didn't want to inherit the throne, so he inherited it himself, so that Wan Di wouldn't be under such great pressure.

[Well, I do agree with this inference. After all, these two people just like to talk nonsense when they meet, and it's all for the good of their brothers.]

[Alas, this brotherhood, look what I told you.]

-

After settling Bai'e, Danheng and the pioneers returned to the bathing palace to rest for a while.

They also made some of their own judgments and conclusions about the current situation of the Omphalos world.

"'Indescribable', 'unknown source'...what comes to mind when you put these keywords together?" Dan Heng glanced at Qiong, hoping to get some different answers.

【Cthulhu! 】

【Collapse! 】

[Eh? There are 12 Titans and 12 Herrschers, right?]

[That's not right. Omphalos should be more closely related to the Thirteen Heroes.]

[Indeed, the Paradise of the Afterlife is just a piece of data. Sigh...]

[Eh? Data? Could it be?]

-

Based on past experience, Qiong said, "It should be that the star core has not escaped."

Danheng nodded, noncommittal. "Yes, that's a possibility. Consider again the characteristics of Omfalos—a world 'trapped in eternal night,' 'isolated from the outside world,' and 'devoured by unknown forces'... I've been concerned about this for a while now. All signs indicate that Omfalos is definitely not a world untouched by the universe. Whether it's the birth of the Titans or the arrival of the Black Tide... they're difficult to explain as the natural development of civilization."

There must be some hidden reason behind its current "closure." However, if the cause is also the Cancer of All Worlds... some direct or indirect signs remain unconfirmed.

"The voice of the star core?" Qiong's answer was not nonsensical, and when he was in Beloberg, he and Cocolia had resonated with each other.

"I'm thinking along those lines. Based on experience, the star core in your body should be able to resonate with its kind. But there are no signs of this yet.

Not only that, but there are other unresolved questions. My intuition tells me that it might not be that simple...

The history of Pinocchio also proves that the appearance of a world is not necessarily the result of a single fate."

"Perhaps Achivelli produced and sold it himself."

Dan Heng was stunned for a moment, "I think... even fictional historians wouldn't dare to adopt this setting easily.

Now that things have come to this, let’s just wait and see.

Let's use the Black Tide as a breakthrough point. Now that Nicardoli has fallen, the forces that were suppressed by him will inevitably begin to counterattack... It seems... our journey of "pioneering" has become even more significant."