Chapter 1254

In the distance, Bai'e stood on the stairs, talking with someone about something.

"... I know this request is quite out of line, Nimosini—hope you can understand."

"Please don't say that, Your Excellency Bai'e. To be entrusted by you is an honor for us," said Guard Nimosini.

"Go. I hope our worries won't become reality."

Nimosini bowed slightly: "May you all return safely, Your Excellency."

Hearing the familiar footsteps behind him, the gloom on Bai'e's face vanished, and he smiled faintly: "You didn't sleep in again this time?"

Xing bowed: "Then I'll go back and sleep a bit more."

"Since we're here, let's settle in. While everyone hasn't arrived yet, you can take a nap here." Bai'e wiped the smile from his face, solemnly saying, "Are you ready, comrade? If nothing unexpected happens… this will be our final battle fighting side by side."

"If the isolation of Wengluoluosi from the outside world is indeed a curse brought down by Aglaea, then after today you will be able to return home."

"The precondition is being able to repair the carriage."

Bai'e showed a bitter expression: "Ah… sorry, I can't help with that."

Mimi comforted from the side: "Don't worry. Danheng and I told you that the Laigushi councilor can help Xing."

"Aren't I supposed to reincarnate as a Titan?"

"That would be troublesome… no matter what, we have to send you home before the Recreation of the World. Anyway, let's keep the sentimental talk for the future; we can first let the emotions brew in our hearts. Besides, when we were playing seal‑seal… bump‑bump… in the bathhouse," Bai'e rested his chin, recalling, "... cough, during the seal‑ramming game, didn't you teach me a phrase?"

""Let's open the champagne at halftime and wait for a comeback!""

Xing pointed out solemnly: "It's now 10/12 games, we can open."

"Then I owe you another saying, taught by Danheng—'He who travels a hundred li is only halfway at ninety.'"

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Marvel Universe.

"Mr. Stark, I also think we can go ahead—this isn't a sure thing? What kind of situation is this? It's like in a game where you painstakingly reach the final boss, only to find the boss is actually a relative of the protagonist, and the real boss was already wiped out by relatives a thousand years ago! Mr. Stark, do you usually play games? Can you understand…"

Peter Parker's voice chattered nonstop in his ear, and Tony felt as if a hundred people were holding a meeting in his head at the same time, his head buzzing.

"I understand, Peter. But do you want to hear an adult's opinion?"

"Of course."

Tony stopped walking, his tone very flat: "Things that seem like a natural, smooth progression often aren't that simple; correspondingly, many things that look difficult aren't actually as troublesome as you imagine."

Peter, of course, understood Tony's meaning, and cautiously continued: "So you mean, Fengjin's trip this time might not…"

"I didn't say that." Tony interrupted him, "Who knows whether, after a thousand years, Senenes will still retain her sanity? A person fused with a Titan for a thousand years—will her mind lean toward the Titan or toward humanity?"

"Indeed! Senenes's situation is very complex and cannot be compared to ordinary demigods; her body fused with a Titan is like… like a person trapped in a room for a thousand years, while her roommate is a completely emotionless giant monster! Their consciousness permeates each other every moment, similar to two pieces of metal leaning together, over time producing a molecular diffusion reaction—"

"Stop stop stop—!" Tony took a deep breath, quickly cutting off the young junior's endless lecture, "You just need to understand my meaning. What I want to say is, no Titan can let down its guard, especially after being blinded in ninety‑nine eyes by Nicadoli and then being underestimated. When the time comes to subdue the Sky Titan, you'll come to Stark Tower just like today."

"What's up, Mr.? Do you need something?"

"No. I just have a premonition…" Tony's gaze pierced through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Stark Tower, aiming toward the skies over New York. Sunlight filtered through thin clouds, casting dappled light and shadow on Manhattan's steel forest.

"... kid, I had you come just to make sure you'd be safe."

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""Huh, speaking of Danheng… where is he?" Mimi asked curiously."

""He arrived earliest, already went up to the cliff top ahead of us to wait. I guess he's not used to being stared at by so many eyes—"

""Please defeat the indifferent Dawn‑Dusk Eye and return a benevolent sky to Wengluoluosi!"

The citizens nearby either worried or blessed, and for a moment the entire Dawn Cloud Cliff was in an uproar.

Bai'e felt grateful: "Thank you for your blessings, everyone! Rest assured, we've made full preparations. However, today's main character is not me. Soon, when Miss Fengjin arrives—please don't stint on your encouragement."

""Miss Fengjin, the chosen Sky Maiden… pride of the Dim Light Courtyard!" a citizen nearby proclaimed loudly."

""She is also Aohema, and indeed the pride of all Wengluoluosi. Moreover… the Fire Pursuit Journey, though hosted by the Golden Descendants, does not receive contributions solely from those chosen by Aglaea. Please also extend your gratitude to the two foreign warriors—willing to risk life and limb for strangers like us."

Bai'e's words once again stirred the crowd into an uproar; this time, praises and accolades for Xing rang incessantly, surging toward her like a tidal wave.

""Heroic Xing! Your story will be written into an epic and sung by all in the new world."

""Foreign warrior bearing the power of Euronos, pioneer of salvation!"

Xing greatly enjoyed this feeling of being the center of attention; she slightly lifted her chin, giving Bai'e a playful look: "You're quite good at stirring things up."

""Ha… we've known each other for a while; you should be able to tell when I'm being polite and when I'm speaking sincerely. That remark just now came from my heartfelt approval, Xing. If I hadn't followed my intuition then, trusted you and Danheng, Aohema now wouldn't know what it would become…"

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The Funeral of Frieren.

"That's not bad; if Xing and Danheng hadn't arrived, at least we couldn't have cleared Nicadoli's stage back then."

Xiuta'erkè fully agreed with that statement; without Xing and Mimi, the Fire Pursuit Journey would likely still be stuck where Nicadoli revived, and Wandi would still be locked in endless battle with Nicadoli.