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

At the same time, somewhere in Yunshi Palace.

Wan Di looked around with lifeless eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Don't worry, Xiaodi." Tibao slowly came behind Wandi, "This isn't the first time this has happened. It was a long time ago..."

"I'm not worried about him."

"Oh… okay. But you're kind of silent."

"Excuse me, I shouldn't have been so rude. I know the man can get through this."

Then Tibao suddenly mentioned what Wan Di encountered during the trial.

When hearing Tibao ask such a question, Wan Di looked very wild, but he was actually very delicate inside.

It's like having a tiger in your heart and sniffing the roses.

Tibao simply wanted to guide him through the trial.

He had already guessed it, seeing how quickly Aglaya had reacted. "Aglaya knew Bai'e might fail... That was your original plan to make me his replacement."

After being exposed, Tibao smiled and said, "Yeah. It seems you understand everything."

"I mean no condemnation. The Journey to the Flame is no joke, I've long been aware of that. With the fall of Dissension, the threat of the Black Tide has intensified... If Circe and Oronis were also affected, the consequences would be disastrous."

"Yes. They are the only two Titans who still have sanity and are willing to coexist with humans."

"Unfortunately, the key to completing the trial does not lie with me. If I want to overcome that fear, I need the help of other Xuanfeng people. Give me some time, let me talk with my people... It won't take long."

[I see. Wan Di is afraid that if he becomes a demigod, the people of Xuanfeng City will clash with the people of Ohma?]

I don't know.

-

"Oh, there's strength in numbers, right? But the trial of a demigod must ultimately come down to one man... Little Enemy, your people... are always looking forward to the coronation of a new king, aren't they?"

Tibao looked at Wan Di with a grin, "If it were you who took over the divine power, they would definitely follow you willingly... because you are the hero of Xuanfeng City."

"I used to be. And this, Lady Tirispios... this is my deepest fear." Wan Die slowly moved his feet. "See you later. I will be back."

Seeing the gradually leaving figure, Tibao couldn't help but say, "Little enemy."

"Ok?"

"No matter what happens, *we* will stand behind you."

Wan Di glanced sideways, a smile playing on his lips, "Well, thank you."

……

Wan Di came to the hot tub and happened to see a few children.

Although they were all born in Ohma, they still held on to the yearning to return to Xuanfeng City and become a warrior.

The vigorous children of Xuanfeng made Wan Di think about the future of Xuanfeng City again. He decided to find the veteran of Xuanfeng, Craterus, to have a talk.

……

Not long after.

Ten thousand enemies had come to the mouth of the Lion of Truth, but were blocked by two Ohma soldiers.

"Oh no, it's him, the Crown Prince of Xuanfeng City..."

"Why are you panicking? With the Senate's instructions, the Golden Race won't dare to do anything to us."

Wan Di raised his hands, squeezing until his joints cracked. "Get out of the way, you lackeys of the Senate."

"Uh... Oh, Ohma's military police are on duty. Please do not approach!"

"I don't want to say it a second time."

"This time, uh... I'll let you go this time. It won't happen again next time!"

After driving away the soldiers, Wandi stood silently in front of Craterus.

I saw Craterus chatting with the Lion of Truth in a random manner.

"You think you're well-versed in history? Then let me test you. Do you know how the golden lion head in Xuanfeng City was built into the wall?"

Zhenyan Shikou smiled innocently, "I...I don't know, sir, haha...how did I get up there?"

"Hahaha, then let me tell you. Back then, the founder of Xuanfeng City led a group of warriors to hunt lions on the outskirts of Tretos...

The beast with sharp teeth and claws had been causing harm for many years, and the bones in its lair were piled higher than the mountains surrounding Ohema.

But guess what? As soon as the beast poked its head out, the Xuanfeng warriors rushed forward, hurled it to the ground in a flash, and shattered its knee with a single blow. And then...

We haven't even gotten to the exciting part yet, why are you blushing? "

"You, you spoke so vividly, it really refreshed me! Please continue, sir..." The next moment he changed the subject, "--Oh, isn't this, Lord Wan Di?! It's been a long time since we last met, ha, ha ha..."

Craterus snorted coldly, turned around, and saw Wandi, "Oh? What kind of wind is blowing in this Ohma... to bring the son of Golgo to me?"

Wandi's attitude was pious, "Cratrus... my teacher."

"Let's talk somewhere else, Madmus. I'm tired of talking to this stone head."

"Shouldn't we care about the spies in the Senate?"

Craterus shook his head slightly. "They're just two pretentious hyenas, only good at scavenging carrion. They have no ability to bite anyone. Let's go. It won't hurt to let them follow."

After saying that, the two of them left the place.

Only the somewhat confused Zhenyan Lion was left, "So, how did the golden lion get up the wall?"

Still thinking about this, brother.

[This true lion's mouth is really funny! ]

[Your name is Zhenyan, but all you think about is how to eat melons!]

【I want to know too! ! ! 】

[Do you still want to break the content of the web drama? ]

-

Craterus led the way in front, and did not forget to provoke the soldiers who were monitoring him. Finally, he and Wan Di came to a secluded corner.

Even the two soldiers who were following them were a little confused. "Why did they stop?"

Craterus looked around carefully to make sure no one would pass by. "This is a good place for a private conversation."

Wandi understood, "Shall we take action, Master?"

"bring it on--"

The enemy clenched their fists and approached step by step.

Only two soldiers were left, their eyes gradually clearing, "W-What do you want to do?!"

"Come, come quickly, help—"

Wan Di punched each of the two men in the face.

Next shot.

The two of them were already lying on the ground, fast asleep.

[Young people are in great shape and can fall asleep as soon as they lie down!]

【serene!】

【It's gone in a flash! 】

-

Seeing that the trouble had been resolved, Craterus got straight to the point. "Hmph... This is quite secluded now. Tell me, what is it that you would like to discuss with an old man like me?"

Wan Di: "I want to discuss with you... the future of the Xuanfeng people."

"Interesting. I heard the flame of the Spear of Wrath has been returned, but it wasn't handed over by you personally. You even wanted to give Nicardoli's power to me—is that true?"

Wan Di pondered for a moment, "Those rumors are not fabricated."

Craterus didn't seem surprised by this answer. "The implication is... you've considered giving up the throne of Xuanfeng and leading your people."

"Divine power is not the same as royal authority, and our people's path to success is not limited to 'conflict'."

"Word games!" At this moment, Craterus' defense was completely broken. "The lone warriors who left their hometown with you, and their descendants... it is the desire for the glory of the past that has kept us going until now.

If you let them know that the crown prince, who is highly respected by his people, has thought of giving up... Maidemus, how will you explain this to your deceased mother?

Don't forget, she died for you—for the sake of restoring the glory of Xuanfeng—at the hands of Ouli (the former king of Pang Xuanfeng, the father of all enemies)!"

[I understand. Now I understand. Wan Di doesn't want to inherit the flame, or is he really afraid that the people of Xuanfeng City will follow the old path of killing.]

[As long as Wan Di does not become a demigod of conflict, the people of Xuanfeng City will have no faith in their hearts! ]

[So, the pressure on Wandi is really great! ]

[It's like everyone in the world wants you to be a certain way, but you don't want to be that person. Don't even think about the pressure. Not feeling depressed is a sign of good mental health.]

-

Wan Di raised his voice a bit, "Now that we've come to this point... let me ask you, who killed my father?"

"Are you humiliating me, Maedmos? I am old, but not foolish. I certainly remember that Euripon died in the encirclement of the Xuanfeng army... and it was you who pierced his chest with your spear."

"But that's just the result," Wan Di argued. "Don't you see clearly, Master? What brought my parents and the Xuanfeng clan to their doom was precisely what you and I call 'dispute,' the pursuit of so-called glory, the slogan 'Better to die in battle than return in glory'..."

This is the obsession of every Xuanfeng person, regardless of whether it is right or wrong."

Craterus breathed a sigh of relief. "Ridiculous. The only thing that can kill a king is a spear. Even the infant Xuanfeng understands this."

I swore to your mother that I would defend your crown with my life. But I never imagined that the sons of Gorgon would be the first to question... and betray the spirit of the High Blade.

"Golgo"... Your mother shares the same name as the founder of the High Blade, and her deeds are worthy of the weight of this name. But you - if you turn away from her glory and become a deserter... I can no longer offer my loyalty, Maedmos."

Wan Di shook his head helplessly, "I wanted to discuss the future of our tribe with you. But... now doesn't seem to be the right time."

"Go, Ten Thousand Enemies—that's what the Golden Born call you—and follow the path you know is right. You are a warrior at heart, and once you make up your mind, no one can stop you.

But do not attempt to deny the traditions of Xuanfeng... We may be in Ohma, but we will always be the people of "Dissension."

"In an era of impending destruction, it is meaningless to talk about bloodline." Wan Di didn't want to waste any more words, turned around and left the place dejectedly.

[The back of the enemy is so lonely.]

[Alas, in fact, Wan Di does not want Xuan Feng City to live in a constant state of slaughter.]

[Even if Wan Di is willing to lead his people to rebuild Xuanfeng City, and the people of Xuanfeng City want to attack Ohma, do you think Wan Di will take action or not?]

[Indeed, it would be fun to face off against Bai'e with swords.]

"Young Master, remember: never show your weaknesses to others. A lion should never mingle among its prey...especially when it is powerful enough to dominate the entire hunting ground."

Craterus watched the enemies gradually walk away and spoke slowly.

-

The next moment the screen went black.

A mural with historical background appeared.

A king, holding a baby in his arms, and the woman behind him kneeling on one knee, tears in her eyes.

The soldiers behind him knelt together and lowered their heads.

A female voice rang out, it was Golgo, the mother of all enemies.

"Olipon, this child (Wan Di) did nothing wrong! This is murder! Don't let the innocent blood of the baby sully the glory of the Xuanfeng people - don't expose your weaknesses to your enemies!"

Late King Olipon: "Enough! My mind is made up. Nicardoli's fighting spirit must live on with this child's life. We... must save Xuanfeng City."

"Ridiculous! He can't even lift the tip of his spear. Do you think he can threaten Xuanfeng City? If you really do that, you will sever the Xuanfeng bloodline—and turn our thousand-year-old glory into a complete joke!"

"You forgot, the Xuanfeng people don't believe in bloodlines. Our king can only be born from bloody battles...

As for the centuries-old "glory" of Xuanfeng City, that was a joke—killing is killing, and a murderer who delights in vanity is no more noble than the most ferocious beast in Omphalos.

Is this Sparta?

[The hanging sword is a tribute to Sparta. Dying on the battlefield is the honor of every soldier.]

The Mother of Ten Thousand Enemies roared, "How shameless! You, and the other kings of Xuanfeng, every crown you hold was plucked from the corpses of your fathers... And now? Do you think you can cleanse your bloodstained hands with just a few words?"

"No, quite the opposite: I'm about to end this bloody cycle... that began with this child—and end it with my own bloody hands."

The Mother of Ten Thousand Enemies continued to provoke Olipon, "You can't do it, Olipon! You are just a coward, a despicable villain who only dares to swing the butcher knife on his own flesh and blood, a beast who kills his own children..."

The next moment, she raised her weapon, attempting to incite the surrounding soldiers. "Champions of the King's Wing, Governors, you cannot stand idly by! If you are still the glorious sons of Golgo, follow me with your weapons in hand and put an end to this bloody farce!"

[Alas, I don’t know what you saw, but I saw a great mother.]

【Love you mom, see you tomorrow! 】

Is this old Biden, this Olibang, really Wan Di's father? How stupid is that?

【Since it's based on the West, this is actually quite normal.】

【This person is just afraid of death. 】

-

Hearing Golgo's words, Olipon smirked. He glanced at the crowd, "Does anyone else... raise objections? If so, take up your bronze spears and step forward to prove yourselves!"

However, the countdown ends.

No one answered.

The Mother of All Enemies clenched her spear. "No one dares to follow me? You cowards, has the crown made you so weak?"

"It seems no one has raised any objections. Based on the principle of 'unanimous silence' of the Xuanfeng Senate, there is no need for further discussion." Olipon nodded with satisfaction. "Before all citizens bear witness, this child will be sunk into the Underworld: a feast for the Titans of the 'Spear of Wrath' and the heroic spirits of heaven and earth. May fate and the gods await you..."

He walked step by step to the edge of the cliff, holding up the baby in question, "My son...Maidemos."

"Stop!" Gorgon's voice was filled with anger and tears.

"Speak. Since we were born and died together... I'll give you one last chance."

"The Scourge of Heaven is above, and all the officers and men of the Senate bear witness: I, Golgo, hereby propose to challenge the royal authority in accordance with the Code of the Scourge—"

The sound of a spear rang out in the background, and everyone could imagine a mother pointing the spear at the hypocritical king.

"Unworthy king, in the name of the Senate, I command you to fight me!"