Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 264: Married into the Immortal Realm! The Unparallel

“Ugh—”

A whimper!

The Fog-Hidden Noble raised a hairpin in one hand and clenched a flute in the other, letting out a whimper like Wang Situ falling off his horse, staggering toward Quinn!

His arm raised high looked weak and powerless but hid a deadly threat!

Quinn seized the mont and swung Kusabimaru’s blade to parry!

Clang—!

In the cramped Buddha hall, sparks flew everywhere.

Kusabimaru and the golden hairpin rubbed against each other, producing dazzling sparks. The Fog-Hidden Noble was forced to retreat repeatedly, the central door flung wide open.

A perfect opportunity!

Quinn’s eyes lit up as he stepped forward, raising Kusabimaru high, striking with two consecutive horizontal slashes!

No matter what big move you want to unleash afterward, I’m taking my chance to steal two strikes fast and sure!

Swish! Swish!

Two heavy strikes hit their mark. The Fog-Hidden Noble was instantly slamd to the ground.

But the next second!

A red dot appeared right in the center of his chest.

“I… huh?”

Quinn was montarily stunned.

He instinctively made the death blow motion, stepped forward, grabbed the Fog-Hidden Noble’s collar, then with Kusabimaru in hand, sliced straight across his neck.

“Wuwu—ugh—ah—”

Thud.

The Fog-Hidden Noble fell face down, sprawled on the ground in a classic defeat pose at Quinn’s feet.

Imdiately, the thick fog that shrouded the Aquatic Village began to slowly disperse.

Quinn: ……

Audience: ……

Silence.

Silence reigned over the Aquatic Village today.

A full five seconds passed before Quinn finally opened his mouth: “...So strong, damn…”

The chat barrage exploded into laughter—

‘Hahahahahahaha…’

‘That death was way too sloppy!’

‘He’s not even stronger than a village resident…’

‘Is this the river?’

‘No, the Ganges river…’

‘With all those buffs on, shooting mosquitoes with a cannon.’

‘Ah???’

‘Such a strong BOSS! Truly terrifying!’

‘Old Thief’s rcy.’

‘No, hahaha, this is too much. I thought this BOSS would be on the sa level as those Lone Shadows, but it’s just this.’

‘I hereby declare it the strongest BOSS in Sekiro!’

‘Hahaha, I’m laughing so hard I’m quacking like a goose…’

‘……’

And just like that!

Players climbed the mountain peaks, crossed the valleys, and ventured deep into the misty swamps.

Starting with the unkillable Old Robert, they witnessed this bizarre and surreal world.

One by one, bosses of varying forms and unique traits appeared in succession.

Players’ exclamations rose wave after wave.

They marveled at Old Robert’s unexpected design, admired the exquisite puzzle-solving of the Four Monkeys guarding Immortal Peak Temple.

They encountered earth-shattering giant snakes in the narrowest canyons and defeated the ferocious and terrifying Lion Ape in the calst pools.

In the Aquatic Village at Ashina’s bottom, players prepared thoroughly but were left in stitches by how weak the Fog-Hidden Noble was.

Deep within the Aquatic Village, hopeful players were beaten senseless by the illusionary Corrupted Monk, losing all sense of direction.

It had to be admitted!

This was a ga unlike any other players had seen before.

Its difficulty was daunting; its conception was astounding.

And those elite enemies and bosses, each with vastly different forms—so righteous, so evil, so large, so small, so calm, so furious, so virtuous, so strange—were unprecedented, bringing players an unimaginable sensory experience!

As for that so-called “major malicious bug” stirred up by Koizumi Kazuo’s team, the public outrage had already died down as if it never existed, causing no actual impact.

Oh no.

It did affect sothing.

At least the video post showing the successful defeat of Old Robert, published to counter that malicious bug, had skyrocketed in popularity, becoming a central discussion thread where players shared all kinds of boss encounters!

In just half a day, it dominated the SNG forum, amassing 580,000 replies and ranking among the top five most replied-to posts on the entire SNG forum!

Countless players praised it, their amazent unending—

“Indeed, the future is here. Without a doubt, this ga’s quality can be called a milestone in motion-sensing ARPGs.”

“Every ti I think ‘this boss must be the best in the ga,’ Golden Wind shocks again with the next boss.”

“So thrilling—whether the ga’s scale, content, or those grand, magnificent scenes and uniquely impressive bosses, this ga truly deserves to be a genre of its own.”

“To be honest, the shock this ga gave far surpasses Titanfall. Golden Wind keeps raising its own bar.”

“Just thinking that Torii once competed with this god-tier work makes chuckle.”

“Maybe Sam doesn’t care if he ‘falls from the altar,’ because he’s confident the altar will move to him.”

“……”

Endless praise lifted the already blazing thread to new peaks of popularity.

This was the players’ evaluation, the most genuine market feedback.

At the sa ti, it was the highest praise for Golden Wind’s first 3S masterpiece!

anwhile, news ca.

Koizumi Kazuo, lying on a hospital bed, felt a suffocating pressure in his chest and struggled to breathe!

Because.

He had witnessed firsthand how this explosive, divine thread was born!

One could even say that if he hadn’t instructed the PR team to publish and heavily promote the post titled “Serious Malicious Bug in Sekiro!”, which guided public attention to the “BOSS design” aspect,

then the thread titled “Immortal Peak Temple Armored Warrior No-Damage Strategy (with Video and Tactics Guide),” with hundreds of thousands of replies, would never have existed!

In other words!

The rhythm he intended to use to sar the ga accidentally highlighted just how stunning Sekiro’s boss design was!

And that stunning design would reach its pinnacle in the Source Palace!

……

The mist-shrouded steps stretched endlessly out of sight.

Footsteps sounded.

Wolf’s stride was as resolute, steady, and determined as always.

High mountains and flowing waters, the Cloud Summit Immortal Palace.

At the highest point of the Source Palace, resembling a fairyland, a heavenly ladder lined with countless Torii gates seed to reach beyond the skies.

Rustling footsteps echoed continuously as the figure of Wolf, bearing the blood-red Undying Severer on his back, passed through the Torii gates, mories flashing by—

Waking from a dark gutter, defeated by Genichiro beneath the moonlit reed bushes.

Before Ashina Castle, his blade pierced the heart of the Demon Minister of Punishnts.

On the Tenshukaku, he repelled Genichiro and embarked on the path to sever immortality.

Searching for the Undying Severer in Immortal Peak Temple, picking water lotuses in Bodhisattva Valley, obtaining the Constellation Stone in Aquatic Village, returning to the Tenshukaku… playing out a fatherly-filial drama by personally killing his foster father.

Yes.

Three years ago, the mountain bandit invasion of the Hirata family was secretly orchestrated by his foster father.

And his feigned collapse before the Buddha hall was rely his foster father’s ruse to fake death.

Even the slash that once pierced Wolf’s heart in blazing flas was Owl’s rciless stab.

From start to finish, Owl never regarded him as his own son.

From the Ashina coup to being stabbed to death by his foster father,

he had always been that lost, stray dog picked up on the battlefield.

Wolf was always alone.

Until, on the brink of death, Kuro infused him with his Dragon Bloodline power.

From then on, the lost stray dog had his true family, his true lord to protect, soone truly worthy of his ninja code.

And now, he found the final material for synthesizing the Source Incense on his foster father—the Everlasting Cherry Incense Wood—and arrived at the Source Palace.

Step.

Step.

Step.

Climbing one level after another, the Torii gates were like countless stages he had passed through on his journey.

Genichiro, the Demon Minister of Punishnts, the White Snake God, the Lion Ape, his foster father, the Corrupted Monk…

He had lost count of how many tis he had fallen and been resurrected.

Until this Cloud Summit Palace.

Though Ashina was a small border country, war raged on due to the power of immortality.

Though Immortal Peak Temple was a peaceful Buddhist sanctuary, it had committed killings due to the power of immortality.

Though the Source Palace was a fairy realm above, calamity spread far and wide due to the power of immortality.

Immortality was never a blessing but a curse.

And now, I will sever this curse.

At the highest point of the Source Palace, Sekiro joined his hands in prayer.

Countless players closed their eyes in unison.

A mont passed.

A hollow low hum sounded in their ears, like the void’s silence.

A rolling tide of vapor surged, carrying a faint fragrance.

Hideki opened his eyes.

He found himself standing above the clouds.

The vast sea of clouds flowed and roiled beneath his feet, extending endlessly in all directions, a misty, dreamlike fairyland.

And straight ahead of him!

A massive ancient tree stood amid the ethereal clouds, like an old tree, yet also like a coiled dragon.

“Oh—”

Hideki sighed softly, stunned by the boundless misty sea of the Source Palace.

Because before this, to perfectly experience this grand battle to slay the dragon, he had enabled the ga’s “cinematic mode,” hiding all HUD elents to enjoy the purest visual scene.

Therefore, the mistiness and grandeur atop the Immortal Palace were especially striking.

He stepped forward slowly.

Suddenly, a small cloud billowed, and a strange creature erged from the mist—about human height, with a pale old man’s face, holding a vertical flute, looking part dragon and part vine, sprouting like a bamboo shoot.

“I… huh?”

Hideki was stunned instantly!

He had seen many bizarre creatures on his journey!

Today in the Source Palace, he was here to obtain the Dragon’s Tear by performing the death blow!

And the dragon… in this ga… looked like this???

Not only was Hideki stunned.

The viewers watching the livestream were also dumbfounded:

‘Uh…’

‘This little dragon person… looks way too weak…’

‘Is this really a dragon? Looks… uh…’

‘Hard to say, really hard to say.’

‘Maybe this is the dragon in Old Thief’s mind? After all, that guy’s brain has always been unusual…’

‘But this is too… it’s even shorter than the White Snake God’s snake tongue.’

‘A bit disappointing…’

‘……’

Keep in mind!

The entire Sekiro ga was essentially building up and laying groundwork for the Source Palace!

And the Cherry Blossom Dragon in the Source Palace, as the origin of the immortality power, had always held an extrely elusive and lofty status in players’ minds!

In everyone’s imagination, the Cherry Blossom Dragon was definitely an ultimate, awe-inspiring existence!

But now…

This oddly shaped little dragon person… was honestly hard to describe.

Though with the first little dragon person erging, more and more of them popped out from the sea of clouds, forming a formidable crowd.

But in terms of aura, appearance, and overall image, it fell drastically short of the “dragon” everyone expected.

And this weak thing was truly pathetic!

It was easily ten tis weaker than the chickens at the village entrance of Ashina Castle!

Hideki casually grabbed one little dragon person and swung, sweeping down a whole group with a loud crash.

After three rounds, all the little dragon persons were wiped out.

“I wondered how to get the Dragon’s Tear,”

Hideki clapped his hands and joked,

“Turns out you just have to make the dragon cry…”

Hearing this, the livestream chat was filled with laughter and disbelief.

This boss fight’s setup was truly both laughable and frustrating.

It felt like after surviving countless hardships, the final difficulty was being scamd for eighty thousand yuan just by helping an old lady cross the road.

However!

Just as Hideki thought his long-anticipated final battle in the Immortal Palace was over, preparing to exit cinematic mode and bring back the UI interface!

Suddenly!

Whoosh—

An unknown wild wind blew, and the endless sea of clouds suddenly surged violently.

High above in the void sky, though no clouds were visible, one could distinctly feel the accumulation of thunderous divine power!

Hideki froze instantly, looking up at the dark, boundless sky, his Adam’s apple bobbing:

“Ku lie wa…”

Rumble!

Before he could finish speaking!

Crack boom—!!!

Suddenly!

A gigantic golden lightning bolt flashed, descending from the high heavens, striking the decayed cherry tree!

Its majestic roar shook the heart and soul, reverberating through heaven and earth, roaring in his eardrums!

Then, a violent gust of wind whipped up thick mist, and the sea of clouds surged like a raging tidal wave toward Hideki!

Hideki instinctively raised his hand to shield himself against the powerful airflow, standing amid the ferocious cloud tide for over ten seconds!

Hoo—!!!

As the last bit of mist drifted past his fingertips and dispersed.

Countless players looked up, witnessing an unforgettable mont in their gaming lives.

The turbulent cloud tide stirred, white mist swirling like perilous whirlpools over hidden reefs, and the thunderbolts from above flashed and roared!

On the huge decayed cherry tree, vitality returned, branches lush, vast blossoms blooming, even pink petals fluttering in the air!

And atop the blossoming cherry tree, a colossal figure stretching from earth to sky appeared, covered in silver-white shield scales, extending upwards continuously!

Within every one of Wolf’s violently trembling pupils!

That pure white, coiled and crouching azure dragon, holding seven jade swords, looked like a god descended to earth, evoking trembling awe and the urge to bow in worship—

A dragon.

A true dragon.

The sole true god of the vast smoky sea, a high heaven deity who had looked kindly upon Ashina from afar.

Before that colossal figure, all human efforts seed like the most insignificant dust.

At this mont!

Hideki, standing before the true Cherry Blossom Dragon, was dumbfounded!

The overwhelming shock left him dumbly staring, unable to utter a single syllable!

As for his livestream chat, it was a complete uproar!

‘Wo!!! De!!! Fa!!!’

‘This is a dragon! The real boss!’

‘My goodness—this is freaking divine descent—’

‘How do you even fight this? Do you have to go toe-to-toe? No way, right? Joke?’

‘Is this really a creature a human could design?’

‘Dragon! The real dragon!’

‘Crazy, absolutely freaking crazy, Saaaaaam!’

‘This is simply… unprecedented in history.’

‘Heaven… is this… Gu Sheng’s aesthetic at Golden Wind…’

‘This is really… utterly despairing… despair on every level… whether player experience or ga production…’

‘I can’t even find words to describe it…’

‘I can’t imagine what Hideki feels in the motion-sensing pod right now…’

‘Feels like the strear is completely dumbfounded…’

‘……’

Shock! Despair! The incomparable aesthetic design left everyone speechless!

Gu Sheng was like a god’s apostle for gas, combining the Ninth Art of the past life with this new era’s technology to vividly present that bizarre, stunning gaming world!

The winds soared in the ninth heaven! Thunder rolled endlessly!

The faint sound of an ancient flute harmonized with string music.

Though this was an intensely shocking boss battle, the music carried a sorrowful grandeur.

Thunder struck the protruding vines and branches above the sea of clouds, and Wolf pulled the grappling hook forward to guide the thunder’s return.

Normal attacks could not harm the Cherry Blossom Dragon; only the thunderbolt from the heavens could injure it effectively.

Boom—boom—boom—

The dragon’s faint roar, accompanied by an increasingly mournful concerto, filled the sky with lantation.

When the source of the plague was presented so shockingly before their eyes, players truly grasped the aning of “timing and fate.”

In the end, that Cherry Blossom Dragon in the high heavens was rely a plaything of fate’s hand.

It did not intentionally spread the ominous Dragon Bloodline power.

It was born that way.

Just like the Dragon Bloodline power in Kuro, just like the burden of protecting the country on Genichiro’s shoulders, just like Wolf’s unwavering ninja creed even at the cost of his life.

This was a tragedy of the tis. In this grand final act, everyone, even gods, were helplessly swept forward by fate.

Until they personally witnessed the curtain falling.

This was the spiritual core of soul-like gas.

And when the rolling thunder struck, held high by Sekiro’s hand, with a mighty boom that felled the Cherry Blossom Dragon,

this grand symphony of fate seed to draw to its close with a magnificent sigh!

Rumble—

Crack!!!

The curtain of Ashina Country gradually fell.