"Stelle, you must be careful."
Before departure, Dan Heng instructed with a serious expression: "If you encounter danger, contact me and Sunday at any time. We will reach your side at the fastest speed."
He did not choose to go on the expedition together with Stelle because he and Sunday still had other tasks.
They needed to investigate Lygus.
Ah, of course Sunday was definitely unwilling. He originally also wanted to go on the expedition together with Stelle and the others. But the latter only sincerely said one sentence, "Sunday, the task of cooperating with Dan Heng is now up to you. Good luck," and now he was already making a move to steal Lygus's house.
——"Here we go~"
Trianne jumped out with a smile. Beside her, the rough Aranara-style Tribios threw out a punch and shouted: "Ride the west wind and depart!"
Crack——!
Space cracked open in response, turning into a spatial passage that enveloped all four of them.
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Castrum Kremnos.
In just the blink of an eye, the four arrived at the entrance of a grand city. Its scale was no less than Okhema's, but without the light of the Dawn Machine, it appeared somewhat desolate and dilapidated.
Nikador's lair. The former homeland of the people of Castrum Kremnos.
"Finally found you, Nikador."
Anaxa took a deep breath. He seemed somewhat excited and muttered: "The debt with my sister. It's time to settle it this time as well."
"Don't just stand there spacing out." Aglaea glanced at Anaxa and said: "We should return early. Hurry up and finish off that guy Nikador. After we go back I still have to continue modifying the tailor."
Anaxa let out a mocking laugh: "Yo? Since when did a [Reason] demigod also dare to speak so boldly in front of [Strife]? Aren't you afraid that when you see Nikador later, He'll directly nail you to death with one spear?"
"If you ask me, for a scholar like you who has big breasts but no brains, just obediently staying behind a warrior is enough."
"There is still a difference between a primitive man and a warrior." Aglaea did not yield at all.
The two of them: "Blah blah blah blah (omitting ten thousand words of argument)"
——"Um······ You two, please allow me to say one thing first."
Phainon raised his hand somewhat awkwardly: "Now doesn't seem like the time to argue. The remaining Titan spawn in this city seem to have already surrounded us."
Stelle looked around. She saw that in the originally silent and empty city, Titan spawn had appeared one after another on every road and building. Each one was tall and powerful, approaching with menacing momentum.
It was even larger in scale than the previous defense battle of Okhema.
Seeing this, Aglaea and the other finally stopped arguing and said in unison: "Hmph. For Miss Trailblazer's safety, I'm too lazy to argue with you."
With that, Anaxa took out two golden swords from his pocket and was the first to charge toward the monster horde: "Bestow upon you divine punishment!"
Phainon patted Stelle's shoulder: "Partner, stand here and don't move. We can handle these small fries. Just protect yourself."
With that, he reached out and gripped, summoning a bow and arrow, then went up to help Anaxa.
Stelle: ???
No, this plot feels a bit familiar····?
"Wait a second. Phainon, weren't you using a greatsword just fine before?" Stelle couldn't help but ask.
Phainon turned back and winked at Stelle: "The bow is the weapon I'm least good at. Precisely because of that, I have to conquer it!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh——!
Phainon drew his bow and nocked arrows, sharing the pressure for Anaxa.
——"Roar roar roar!"
However, although these two had strong individual strength, the Titan spawn were not to be trifled with either. Relying on their individual power and numerical advantage, they gradually formed a sea of monsters and swallowed the two within it.
Aglaea watched as the two turned Titan spawn into dust one after another, only to be surrounded by even more Titan spawn. She finally sighed and helplessly held her forehead: "Alas, they really are two idiots. With so many enemies, they're still using such primitive methods to counterattack."
"If I were Nikador, I would use these small fries to exhaust your stamina, then kill you when you're completely exhausted and caught off guard."
With that, Aglaea took out a wheelchair from her pocket and said calmly: "It's time to let that idiot Anaxa witness the power of [Reason]."
When Stelle saw this wheelchair, her eyelids suddenly twitched hard: "Aglaea, don't tell me you prepared some new invention?"
Aglaea put her hands on her hips and smiled proudly: "Of course. Remember the drill that Anaxa and I were fighting over yesterday?"
"I turned it into a fan. Of course, this isn't an ordinary fan. This is a fan made by me, Aglaea."
In front of Stelle, Aglaea installed the fan onto the wheelchair. Then she took out a pair of red boots from her pocket.
Stelle: ???
Aglaea casually kicked off the high-heeled sandals on her feet, put on the red boots, then plopped down onto the wheelchair and laughed loudly: "Trailblazer, do you know what the loudest slogan in our Grove is?"
Stelle looked at Aglaea in shock: "W-what is it?"
"Daughter of Okhema, Riding Shoes with Fan!" Aglaea's expression was proud. At the same time, the wheelchair started up and began slowly spinning in place.
Stelle was greatly shocked.
"The world says that when I inherited Cerces's Coreflame, I became the new generation of [Bough of Rift]."
"But beneath this title, there is nothing that truly belongs to 'Aglaea.' I am only playing the role of His shadow······"
Stelle: ???
This familiar feeling.
"I have already surpassed Cerces!"
By the time she said these words, the wheelchair's rotation speed had already reached a terrifying number. Even from a distance, Stelle could still feel that violent airflow from beside Aglaea.
It was just like an artificial tornado!
"Ahahahahahaha——!"
Aglaea laughed loudly, her laughter filled with incomparable exhilaration. Because from this invention of hers, she felt absolute power—the power that transcended Titans and was created by her own hands!
With a mortal body, she had transcended the gods!
"Life is as fragile as silk!"
The next second, the wheelchair carrying Aglaea shot out violently. Its speed was so fast that it seemed to turn into a stream of light, charging straight into the overwhelming horde of Titan spawn in Castrum Kremnos.
It tore through them with unstoppable force!
The "ocean" formed by the Titan spawn was brutally torn open by Aglaea. Along the way, anyone who so much as brushed against the wheelchair was directly crushed into dust.
But Aglaea's methods were clearly more than this. While the wheelchair spun, the dual guns in her hands materialized, directly creating an area covered by magic bullets. These bullets possessed unpredictable ricochet properties and extremely strong penetration. They were unstoppable.
Aglaea was like an eraser. All the Titan spawn in her path were physically erased. Combined with her extreme speed, in just a few short seconds, the overwhelming spawn tide was mostly cleared away.
Whoosh——!
The wheelchair stopped in mid-air. Aglaea looked down at the spawn below with a domineering gaze and opened her mouth:
"I said, Daughter of Okhema, Riding Shoes with Fan."
"Are your ears deaf?"