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"Are you trying to punish a few criminals, or destroy the entire city? Fine, I'll help you step by step."
The savior covered the hand of the Galaxy Batman, grabbed the baseball bat, and swung it towards the noble territory.
Without a sound, the existence of some people was erased.
From life to data.
Hua Yi promised Onphalus a bright future, that there truly was a paradise at the end of the west wind, and that the re-creation could accommodate all the city-states.
Except for the despicable.
Chapter 741 The Path to Demigod
As time passed, Tirispius, unaware of what had happened, entered the [Path] Treasury as planned.
This place should rightfully be the source of the city's wealth.
Humans gathered treasures here, waiting to offer them to the Titans.
However, as the nobles came to power and the saintess's influence waned, the treasures in the treasury had long been moved away, and no more were brought in; they all became the private hoard of those in power.
Tirispyos was not there for money; she strode forward, reaching the narrow chamber where the Titan fire was kept.
Janus, the Titan of the Gate, is here. This is the god who protected the city of the Gate.
“Come forward, and you will bury yourself with your own hands…bury the gods, and the fate that governs us.”
The Titan's voice rang out, and the saintess could decipher the obscure language, understanding that the gods were weakening.
“No, I have come here to take your destiny—to be sealed with the blood of the lamb and with my right hand that grips the blade. I am Tirispeius, who hears the prophecy, speaks the prophecy, and confirms the prophet.”
The girl had made up her mind.
She left the secret room 06 without permission, not to fight for her own freedom, but for Onphalus's future.
“I, the saint of Janusapolis, the practitioner of all paths, come to receive the mission of the [Gateway].
"Those who guide the world will inevitably have their souls strayed and shattered into a thousand pieces, like glass scattered on the ground..."
Faintly, Titan let out a childlike laugh.
With the knowledge shared by Hua Yi and the help of synesthetic beacons, Xing and March 7 also understood the words of the God of the Gate.
Shattered into a thousand pieces...
Everyone quickly realized that when Hua Yi was carving the commemorative medal at the Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden, Aglaia had requested that Tirisippius's name be added before the names of Tibo, Tian, and Tining.
"That suits me perfectly. This is destined to be a long journey, but with a thousand versions of myself to accompany me, I will never be alone."
The saint's answer confirmed the conjecture.
The relationship between the three little girls and the saintess has been revealed.
"I understand, I completely understand!"
Xing cried out, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.
"This saintess, named Tiss something, split into a thousand little lolis because of her [Gateway] power! I remember there's a technical term for this phenomenon, right? What's it called again—mitosis!"
specialized!
Galaxy Baseball Man shouted out the terms that came to mind, feeling as if the fog of thought had been cleared, showcasing his knowledge, and his face was filled with pride.
She even opened her arms as if embracing the world.
The star is ready to receive the esteemed gaze of the learned and wise, and embark on the path of wisdom!
Sorry, Hua Yi. Although you asked me to first understand my destiny through my memories, my wisdom is indeed impossible to hide.
"Mitosis my foot!"
Hua Yi tapped Xing's head, making her cry out in pain.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
"The Holy Maiden knew that the path to enlightenment was dangerous, yet she still accepted it without hesitation. Everyone was quite moved. What kind of stupid thing are you saying, just because her name has 'silk' in it?"
If Ruan Mei, who has worked diligently in the field of life sciences and is highly accomplished, were present and heard Xing mention mitosis, heaven knows how interesting her expression would have been.
Hua Yi guessed that there would be a moment of frozen expression on that elegant face.
Hey, it seems like March 7th was holding a camera and recording the whole thing. Mimi was even holding a book and writing on it quickly.
Fortunately, neither the Titans of the Gate nor Tirispius were aware of Hua Yi's group's existence, nor did they hear Xing's speech.
The gods foretold the saintess's future.
"Even if you carry the flame, you will be far from the glory of becoming a god. The path will always be accompanied by dust, and even the blade of a mortal can threaten you."
"It's alright. My hands were not born to wield spears, but my feet were born to serve all living beings."
Tirispius remained steadfast.
"Even so, the pursuit of fire is still a journey of constant loss, and in all of that, life is not worth cherishing... Time will erode the spirit, the path will crumble the body, the scales will weigh separation, until the end approaches."
The scene depicted by the Titan of the Gate grew increasingly sorrowful, and the Saintess lowered her head.
Kiana, Ying, March 7, Mimi, and Xing, who was covering her head, all thought the young girl was just feeling sad.
Stepping out of the cage is not for freedom, but to do something for the world before the tragedy predicted by Titan occurs.
A tragic hero's story.
"Of course, Titan, let this prophecy shatter me." (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novel Network!)
When Tirispius raised her head, everyone could clearly see that she was smiling, with immense courage and unwavering determination.
"—So that I may pave countless paths for this destroyed world!"
The light and shadow solidified instantly, she grew taller, regained her color, and became a graceful red-haired girl.
This is what Tibo truly looked like when she was whole: beautiful and slender.
Overthrow the gods, return the fire!
Embrace divine authority, forge miracles.
Go hunt, go mourn.
Go hunt down our comrades, mourn our fate, guide the souls of the gods, nourish paradise with divine spirits—and then, remember, all will part from one man, for he alone will witness miracles!
The Titan of the Gate uttered countless murmurs, chose his successor, accepted death with equanimity, and went to the place he was meant to be.
"I see……"
Tirispius, or rather Tibo the Great, could no longer sense the God of the Gate. After a long silence, her body swayed precariously, and she finally collapsed in the exceptionally quiet vault.
"Thank you, and then... good night's sleep."
She shed tears.
Perhaps the nobles of the Gate City have abandoned their faith and become disrespectful to the gods, but Grand Tibo, as a saintess, is devout to the Titans of the Gate.
Receiving the flame meant the birth of a demigod and the death of an old god. How could this fact, which was tantamount to the killing of gods, not make her heart ache?
"I have accepted my mission and am about to set off... I will cross the ruins of the gods and wander among mortals, wishing that all people may follow the myriad paths that have been trodden and reunite at the end of the fragrant west wind... See you tomorrow."
Big Tibo is praying, she is pleading.
Tears dripped down like pearls.
Hua Yi bent down, reached out, and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of Da Ti Bao's eyes with her fingertips.
At first, Xing, March 7, and even the three little girls, Tibao, Tining, and Tinan, all thought that Hua Yi was feeling sad, just like people are moved by the plot of a movie.
That's all.
Those watching on screen can never change the story in the drama.
But when Hua Yi actually wiped away Da Ti Bao's tears, and her delicate face gradually became clean, Xing and the others were stunned.
"Am I seeing things? It's clearly a photograph of time, how come..."
"!"
Big Tibo herself was stunned.
She could feel a gentle force wiping away her tears and warming her cold limbs.
Chapter 742 The Chosen One
Hua Yi carefully wiped away Da Ti Bao's tears.
He could clearly see his eyebrows and eyes; his clear blue eyes were still glistening with tears, his eyelashes fluttered, and the tip of his nose was slightly red.
Perhaps because the little girls Tibbo and Tian made a more lasting impression when they appeared first, the older Tibbo seemed particularly mature in comparison.
But before Hua Yi had even seen the little girls cry, Da Ti Bao was already in tears.
That's so pitiful.
"...It feels so strange."
Tian, who was watching from the sidelines, muttered something.
They are both Tirispius and fragments separated from the original saint, their relationship is complex, and they belong to me as my own daughters.
The memories from a thousand years ago have long been blurred. Tibo, Tian, and Tining cannot tell whether Hua Yi wiped away their tears when they shed their little pearls back then, when they were still whole.
Now, witnessing the whole process from an outsider's perspective, the little girls feel they should be happy.
Because the savior really came and genuinely cared for them.
"We cried back then."
"If we calculate age, we were only twenty years old back then, while we have lived for over a thousand years now. In terms of maturity, we are more mature now!"
Putting aside their appearances, Tian and her group's discussion was reasonable, well-founded, and convincing.
Big Tibbs didn't hear these conversations.
From the Saintess's perspective, she was the only person in the treasury.
The god of the gates has passed away, and the Titans' mercy on mortals is now a pipe dream, yet some force is exerting influence and protecting itself.
Da Tibao was at a loss, and in the brief moment of her daze, she gave Hua Yi a chance to wipe her pretty face, which was covered in tears. Even if outsiders saw it, they would never guess that the Holy Maiden had shed tears.
"Is the Holy Maiden inside?"
A commotion arose outside the treasury gates as soldiers from the noble faction, having received the news, rushed over menacingly.
The city at this time can be divided into three factions: those loyal to the nobles, those who revered the saint, and those who remained neutral under the guise of peace.
"Yes, yes...~..."
"Go away!"
The noble faction was the most powerful; even the hastily arrived guards numbered in several squads. They kicked aside the neutral guards who wanted to speak up for the saintess and surrounded the treasury.
"Everyone, get into battle mode. I suspect that Saint Tirispius is up to no good."
The captain of the guards noticed that the vault door had been opened, and the intelligence was verified. He immediately wanted to set the record straight.
"The spark of the [Path] is kept here; whoever dares to lay a finger on it, shall be judged!"
The leader's face contorted with rage as he gripped his spear tightly, secretly observing the location of the lamps before leading his men into the treasure vault.
He had already made up his mind.
Later, knock over the oil lamp, create chaos, and pierce Tirispius's heart with a spear, and the great cause will be accomplished!
Finally, just wait to collect your reward from the nobleman.
"Tsk, this guy has shifty eyes, he's really annoying."
March 7th noticed the captain of the guard's ugly face and frowned.
"Didn't Hua Yi and Xing swing a club at the noble territory earlier? How come there are still villains' henchmen jumping out!"
"This captain of the guard wanted to share the burden with the master, so he came here on his own, afraid that the credit for eliminating the saintess would be stolen by someone else."
Hua Yi had a clear understanding of the situation.
"He acted on his own initiative and had no idea that the nobles had been wiped out."
"Are you kidding me?!"
"It's really funny. He's just a villainous cannon fodder with a bit of cleverness, nothing more. Does he really think he can get a reward for killing the saintess?"