Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 265: Final Battle! Old Thief’s Mobile Shrine!

The flas of war stretched endlessly, the rivers and mountains of the country broken.

When Wolf obtained the Dragon Tear and returned to Ashina Country, the nation was already riddled with wounds.

Fate was nothing but coincidence.

When the Inner Palace army launched a massive night assault, attacking Ashina Castle,

The Sword Saint who once ruled Ashina for forty years, whose very na alone struck terror and kept the Inner Palace at bay, Ashina Ichimonji, ultimately could not resist the ravages of ti and passed away in the Tenshukaku.

Nagamasu told Wolf that the Young Lord Kuro had already gone ahead, waiting for him in the reed marshes outside Ashina Castle where they had planned to escape.

Thus,

After all the twists and turns,

The story returned once again to the starting point.

Under the moonlight,

The reeds rustled softly in the night wind.

Behind them, Ashina Castle blazed with fire, accompanied by endless cries of battle.

Genichiro stood face to face with Wolf once more.

Wolf wielded the red Undying Severer nad "Bailui."

Genichiro, on the other hand, had acquired the black Undying Severer nad "Kaimon" through another ans.

This was their third encounter.

From beginning to end, their convictions had never changed: Wolf fought to protect Kuro, while Genichiro fought to protect Ashina.

Perhaps from a samurai’s perspective, Genichiro was not exactly honorable, but without a doubt, his love for the land beneath his feet burned fiercely.

“Co! Wolf!”

This was the first ti Genichiro addressed Wolf by na like this.

It seed he understood that in this critical mont of life and death, this was their fated final confrontation.

Clang!!!

As sparks flew again in the reeds,

Their ultimate duel began!

However,

Just when players thought this would be a bloody battle, fully preparing and sharpening their nerves to fight,

They suddenly discovered—

The Genichiro who once seed an insurmountable mountain, tornting them countless tis atop the Tenshukaku,

Now no longer carried that overwhelming pressure.

His every move was simple and straightforward, as if anyone could see through him at a glance.

After a mont,

The players suddenly realized.

Having overco countless hardships, they were now truly powerful.

From their instant defeat upon first eting Genichiro, to the grueling clashes atop the Tenshukaku, and now the red and black Undying Severers slashing like ink across the pure white reeds,

Genichiro was ultimately defeated.

Perhaps at this mont, he also envied Wolf’s comprehension, envied the true Dragon Bloodline power Wolf bore.

But now, none of that mattered.

“...Sigh, in the end, I still couldn’t accomplish anything,”

Once a proud lord and daimyo, now covered in blood and gri, disheveled and battered, Ashina Genichiro let out a soft sigh:

“However,”

“The Dragon Bloodline will continue the fate of this country,”

“And Ashina’s long night is about to see the dawn.”

As he spoke,

Genichiro placed the black Undying Severer across his neck and gave a powerful slash!

Pfft—!!!

Crimson blood sprayed, blood-red mist spreading.

This Undying Severer, called "Kaimon," ant "Opening the Gate of the Underworld to call back the departed."

And in the next mont,

Crack!

To the shock of countless players and the gasps of nurous strears,

A withered arm slowly erged from the thick blood mist, rapidly fleshing out before their eyes.

At the sa ti, an old voice grew younger as the arm beca stronger:

“This is my poor grandson’s... final wish...”

“And I... must make Ashina Country live again...”

A man wearing a blue daimyo battle armor burst forth from Genichiro’s body like a chrysalis breaking open.

Lightly landing,

He slowly turned back.

Under the moonlight, the lingering flas of war swept over his daimyo helt, causing the players to scream!

The man who had once been invincible in the trailers, shouting beneath the sunset, “The enemy general has been slain by ,” and who had guarded Ashina for forty years with his formidable reputation, had returned!

The final battle!

Sword Saint—Ashina Ichimonji!

And at his peak strength!

If the Cherry Blossom Dragon had brought players unparalleled shock before,

Then Peak Ichimonji brought a thorough and chilling intimidation and fear!

Because all along, Ichimonji had been the soul of the ga, running through it from start to finish!

His daimyo na was known to all. As the founding ruler of Ashina Country, this man had truly swept the battlefield with his unparalleled power and established his domain!

The most critical part was!

“...Hey hey hey no! Damn it! I learned all kinds of ultimate moves from him! I’m just swinging a banana hamr!”

In the vast reed marsh,

Piāo Teacher watched Ashina Ichimonji slowly approaching, terrified, and took off running!

The pressure was too overwhelming!

This man, arguably Ashina Country’s strongest force, didn’t even bother to move like other bosses.

He simply held the Kaimon Undying Severer and walked through the rustling reeds toward the players, the oppressive aura enough to make anyone’s palms sweat!

The audience burst into laughter—

“Piāo Teacher panicking like a 200-pound kid”

“LOL this final boss is actually kind of scary”

“The montum is too strong, damn”

“Because hesitation ans defeat”

“Ultimate suffering”

“Stop running, just take a couple of hits...”

“Exactly! Ichimonji’s strong, but you’re no weakling, go trade blows...”

“Fight him! Piāo Teacher! We believe in you!”

“...”

Seeing the chat barrage, Piāo Teacher’s nervousness slowly eased.

He stopped pacing, took a deep breath, and regained his fighting spirit!

“Hiss—alright!”

With a slash, Piāo Teacher stopped, drew his sword, and assud a stance:

“Damn it, let him be strong if he wants...”

Slash! Slash! Pfft!

[Dead]

Before he could finish speaking,

In the blink of an eye, Ichimonji executed the Ichimonji Cross Slash in a swift draw, followed by a casual cut, taking down Piāo Teacher.

The livestream fell silent for two seconds.

Piāo Teacher shouted angrily in shock:

“Damn it, kid, he can be strong but this is ridiculous!!!”

Indeed!

Although players had faced countless elites and bosses, gaining rich combat experience,

Although against Genichiro, players had clearly felt their own strength and gained confidence,

But now,

Before Peak Ichimonji,

They once again beca inexperienced rookies entering the reed marsh for the first ti, running around wildly after being beaten!

Ding! Clang!

Ichimonji strolled leisurely in phase one, exuding the aura of a great general!

Thrusts, cross slashes, sidesteps, and charged draws.

Though seemingly ordinary moves, they were ghostly and indistinguishable, incredibly fast!

What you thought was a cross slash might be a draw slash; what you thought was a sweep might be a dragon flash!

Deadly attacks for players were just warm-ups in Ichimonji’s eyes—he was powerful and elegant.

The sharp ringing of clashing blades echoed as Zhou Jie barely parried two of Ichimonji’s swings and prepared to counterattack, only to see Ichimonji’s blade return!

Pfft!

A furious shout filled the stream:

“Ah—why are all his attacks delayed?! Can this delay blade style just die already?! Aaaaaaah!”

The audience laughed out loud:

“Sword Saint: This move is forever useful”

“Ashina’s ultimate skill! Delayed blade style!”

“Holy crap, this is seriously hard, all delayed moves and you can barely tell what skill he’s about to use”

“So brutal, without the danger warnings, I don’t even think Zhou Jie could step on the blade properly”

“Zhou Jie looks like a monkey jumping around while the Sword Saint barely moves extra”

“After all, the Sword Saint—back when he stripped opponents on the battlefield, Wolf was still a kid”

“Elegant, so elegant!”

“...”

Buzz! Boom!

In phase two, Ichimonji roared with passion, raising his massive hook scythe spear high, then slamd it down heavily!

Holding the sword in his right hand and the hook scythe in his left, sweeping through the snowy white reeds.

Sharp blades combined with fast and slow rhythms made defense nearly impossible.

The whistling hook scythe spear road far and wide, shaking the land.

Ichimonji’s agile movents in the reeds resembled a mighty eagle with wings, graceful yet fierce.

Clang!

A heavy sweep struck Pew’s chest, instantly dropping his health by two-thirds. The massive damage made his legs weak; he staggered backward to flee!

Using phase one experience, Pew retreated far away to drink healing dicine, knowing well that a Sword Saint like Ichimonji wouldn’t interrupt his sneaky healing.

“Just wait! Wait for ! Let drink my blood before we fight again!”

Pew retreated while pulling a healing gourd from his pocket.

At the sa ti,

He was shocked to see the Sword Saint also reach into his pocket.

But instead of a healing gourd, the Sword Saint drew out a firearm.

Bang bang bang bang bang!!!

Five shots rang out!

Pew didn’t make a sound and collapsed imdiately!

After a stunned two seconds, Pew kicked off the motion-sensing pod and, grabbing his hair, raged incoherently in the stream with disbelief!

“F*** you! I f***ing swear!”

“A gun? Did I just see right? The Sword Saint pulled out a gun?”

“F*** Sam, is this the boss you designed? Huh?”

“Did you see what the f*** he just did to ? Am I in an Arican elentary school? Why in the Warring States period does soone suddenly pull out a f***ing big gun and spray my a**? I f***ing—”

[This livestream has been temporarily banned]

The audience was rolling with laughter!

“Young people are healthy, just lie down and take it”

“LOL imdiate ban”

“This is hell, Pew’s so angry he’s saying whatever cos to mind”

“Pulling a gun, LOL, dying laughing”

“Sword Saint: Hesitation ans defeat (pulling gun)”

“HAHAHAHAHAHA I’m dying laughing”

“Too damn funny”

“Sword Saint: Screw you!”

“This setting is so cheap, I’m cracking up hahaha...”

“...”

Sizzle! Crack!

In phase three, Ichimonji showed his arrogance, each move echoing to the heavens!

The raging Undying Severer swept through the reed marsh!

The hook scythe spear’s thunderous pull shook heaven and earth!

Various exotic moves appeared: naginata, hook scythe, firearm—three weapons switching in turn!

Ding! Dang! Clang!

The ringing echoed in the reeds, while the fires of Ashina Castle roared skyward!

The fierce battle made both sides forget where they were!

Ichimonji’s eyes blazed with the madness and admiration of fighting a worthy opponent, while Wolf’s eyes held reverence for the forr Sword Saint and firm resolve to protect victory!

The curtain was about to fall on Ashina!

So then, why not make this last battle a chaotic, exhilarating storm!

To add a passionate, vibrant stroke to the end of this sorrowful era!

Clang—!!!

With the final ringing sound,

Wolf’s blade fiercely pierced Ichimonji’s chest!

A loud roar!

Ichimonji raised his blade to fend off Wolf, staggering for the first ti in his life!

Wolf seized the mont, turning lightly and fiercely slashing with Kusabimaru!

Clang!!!

Their blades collided, screeching with harsh tal friction!

And the next second,

Shing!

Wolf shook his blade, knocking Ichimonji’s arm aside, then—

Slash!!!

Huff—

In that instant,

All the battlefield’s noise seed to freeze.

Plop.

Behind, Ichimonji fell to his knees.

From the distance ca the drifting smoke, carrying the scent of the dying war.

“Hah—!!!”

Gathering his remaining strength,

This man who had guarded Ashina for forty peaceful years, the founding lord, straightened his back and exposed his neck!

His tone full of heroic spirit!

“Strike!”

Shhh—

The blood-red Undying Severer was drawn. Wolf said nothing, holding the blade with both hands, respectfully taking the role of executioner, raising the Undying Severer high.

Huff—crack!

Blood splattered!

Ichimonji’s voice slowly echoed:

“Well done... Wolf...”

“...Farewell.”

Noble in death!

From start to finish, Ichimonji knew Ashina was beyond saving.

But fate had also caught him up, and he needed to give an explanation to his grandson Genichiro, who had sacrificed himself.

Now, being able to have such a fierce and exhilarating battle with Wolf,

It was worth his life.

Ashina’s sky would shine again.

But now, it was ti to peacefully enter the Underworld, closing the curtain on this era.

Rustle—

With the Sword Saint’s final fall,

The first ray of sunlight blood on the distant horizon.

The wind from high above swept through the reeds, making a rustling sound.

Wolf gently supported the wounded Kuro:

“Please take the Dragon Tear... and the ever-blooming cherry blossom.”

Though Kuro’s injury was not severe, it was caused by Genichiro’s Undying Severer and required rest.

Thus, after taking the dicine Wolf gave him, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

In the distance,

The morning sun had already risen.

Wolf knelt in the reeds near Kuro, watching the rising sun, his gaze deep and calm.

If it had not been for Kuro transferring the Dragon Bloodline to him three years ago, he would already be a corpse.

I am grateful to have t you and beco your ninja.

“And this last undying, I will end it.”

A lodious flute sounded faintly, carrying the bittersweet farewell of the era’s close, yet also the hope of the rising sun.

We have finally co here.

I willingly face death so you can return to being human.

The blood-red Undying Severer slowly pressed against his neck. Wolf took a deep breath, and in his usually calm tone, a rare tremble appeared:

“Please live... as a normal person...”

Goodbye, Young Lord.

Goodbye, Kuro.

Shhh—!!!

Blood splattered! Scattered cherry blossoms fluttered in the air...

All returned to silence.

After a long silence, the screen went black.

Then the image brightened again.

In front of a pitch-black stone monunt lay a small incense altar and Kusabimaru, which Wolf had always carried at his waist.

Nagamasu knelt before the reed marsh grave, hands clasped.

With the rustling sound, a boy wearing plain clothes and a bamboo hat slowly walked to the grave and, like Nagamasu, knelt and clasped hands in prayer.

After a mont, Nagamasu turned to Kuro beside him:

“...Are you leaving?”

“Yes.”

The bamboo hat slowly lifted, revealing Kuro’s delicate face.

But unlike before,

This ti, the once panicked and helpless look was gone.

Replaced by firmness and determination for the future:

“I will live as a normal person, working hard and then dying,”

“...just like my ninja did for .”

Rustle—

The gentle breeze swept through the reeds.

Above, the clear bright sun hung high, its soft warm light spreading over the land.

Under Nagamasu’s watchful eyes, Kuro walked farther away.

The swirling reeds lifted by the breeze floated and twisted, accompanied by faint flute sounds, forming large silver-white characters—

Sekiro

Director: SamGu

Golden Wind

Presents to you

The ga ends here.

But at this mont, this unprecedented ga was surging forward, carrying the ga world’s unprecedented wave of celebration, rushing toward Golden Wind!

At the peak of that wave stood a dazzling shrine!

This shrine would be repeatedly tossed around and elevated by countless public opinions in the future!

People called it—

Old Thief’s Mobile Shrine.