The Golden-Blooded Child Who Shaped Miracles

"Nikador, the Titan of Strife, had long fought against the Black Tide. Only if the world endured could there be new strife. Phainon, Mydei, and the Kremnos Army would proclaim this sacrifice. Nikador was destined to have its name cleared."

"What about [Death]...?"

Castorice and Polyxena blinked rapidly.

They vaguely understood Hua Yi's deeper meaning, and warmth filled their hearts.

"I will build the paradise, but the Subsequent Development of the city-states and cities above it will depend entirely on your dedication—Death protects the noble. Once the Flame-Chase Army returns to the land of Amphoreus, this truth will be revealed to the world."

The Titan of Death had never merely reaped lives. She was a kind deity, so sing her praises properly!

Sure enough.

The Death sisters pressed their lips together, their eyes glimmering as they gazed at Hua Yi.

Gods protected mortals, while the Outworlder savior watched over the gods.

Once, the Titans had been the highest beings in Amphoreus. When the sky fell, there was no one to hold it up for them.

No matter how much grievance they suffered, no matter how many Tears they shed, they had to endure it all in silence.

But once the savior descended, everything became different.

"Thus, among the three Titans of Calamity, only [Trickery] has yet to receive fair treatment."

Hua Yi walked over to Cipher, who stood there in a daze.

"The Seven Hundred Years of light in Amphoreus were maintained by the demigod of Trickery. I want to make your contributions public. Is that all right? You deserve the worship of the world."

"Ah, um... it's actually fine. I don't really mind..."

Cipher was completely flustered, stammering incoherently.

"It wasn't that tiring, really. At most, because of the lie of eternal light, I couldn't stay in Okhema all