Seven days later, outside The Royal City...
In the last battle, the Titan Royals played a crucial role when the transdinsional mages couldn't step in.
Originally, there were twenty Royals, but now only twelve remained. They had sacrificed their lives to hold the line when the frontlines were close to breaking.
Without their sacrifice, the mission might have failed.
Because of this, the mages grew more appreciative of the Titans and wanted to make up for the loss of their allies. Their research on the Genesis Fla was largely driven by this. They aid to use the Genesis Fla to fully awaken what was left of the Titan God and bring him back to life.
"We Titans are grateful for everything you've done. We are ready to follow orders, leave Titania, and move to a new world to live," Lord Svorsi said as he stood tall with the other eleven Royals, gazing towards The Royal City.
In the last battle, they had been lucky to survive. But the scars on their bodies were severe, and their internal circuits were almost completely fried from overload.
At that ti, they had lost the ability to move and had only recovered after days of repairs. In truth, they should have stayed at the supply base to replenish their energy, but they didn't want to miss the mont when their god was reborn.
Adam stood on Lord Svorsi's shoulder and said, "Regaining life doesn't an resurrection; I think you should know that."
If the body of the Titan God were to awaken, it would be a new Titan, not the sa as the old Titan God. His power would also be weaker, likely only reaching the transcendent level.
Lord Svorsi looked at the newly born Titans, created in just ten days, and said gratefully, "We are already very satisfied. We never imagined that after such a battle, so many Flas would remain. Almost every fallen Titan was able to pass on their Flas, and this was all thanks to your power and help."
The Titans had no way of preserving broken Flas during battle, so whether they could pass on their fla after dying in war was purely a matter of luck. But the mages were different. They were used to protecting the soul fragnts of fallen comrades, so collecting Flas was second nature to them.
"So, even if we don't succeed, it doesn't matter. The Titans now have a future, and we believe tomorrow will be better." The future they spoke of referred to the path of advancent. The Seventh Tower had promised that once they returned to the Mage World, they would research a way for the Titans to advance as quickly as possible.
Adam didn't say anything more. He thought it was great that the Titans could think this way. Before long, the mages finished all the preparations and began injecting the Genesis Fla into the Vital Generator.
The Royal City emitted a soft hum. As the tal structures inside it purified, many lifeless parts fell away. In a short ti, two-thirds of its volu detached. Then, crimson flas ignited, enveloping the remaining parts, lting them, and causing them to shrink inward.
This process took a long ti. The transdinsional mages of the Seventh Tower gathered outside to cast alchemy magic on it, speeding up the process. The two sides had already reached an agreent---the Titans allowed the mages to shape the 'Reborn God' according to their own designs.
The mages had an ambitious plan for transforming this Titan into sothing far greater---a living, colossal alchemical weapon, capable of serving as both a warship and an ark.
They poured all their creativity into this project, ticulously recording every step of the transformation process. Their goal was to expand on this idea when they returned to the Mage World, aiming to upgrade the transdinsional mage towers based on what they learned.
Two hours later, The Royal City had completely liquefied. Although its size was imposing, it now resembled the healthy Origin that Lord Fast had once shown---a massive crimson sphere with tallic currents running through it and energy flares erupting from its surface.
The Flas of the Titan lords began to fluctuate wildly. This sight was one they knew well but hadn't seen in a very long ti. Their excitent was overwhelming; they paced back and forth, causing the ground beneath them to tremble.
Adam projected a large light screen in front of him, displaying the scene within the fiery sphere.
Through the screen, he observed the fla's color separating into several layers. The innermost layer was the purplish-gold of the Genesis Fla. Here, vast amounts of information were continuously interacting with the liquid tal, breathing life into it, and constructing the body and Vital Generator.
The process was slow. While the Titan God's body had a strong foundation, the new consciousness that would inhabit it required a different approach. The original construction thods couldn't be fully applied; this new life needed to be born in its own unique way.
In the history of the Titans, a transcendent-level newborn had never been seen before. The Titans instinctively stopped their work and gathered around the fiery sphere, even though they couldn't fully grasp what they were witnessing.
Two days later, the Vital Generator was completed. It roughly resembled the original Titan God in appearance. The mages refrained from probing into the secrets within the Vital Generator, respecting the process.
At that mont, the innermost purplish-gold fla surged, and the entire sphere turned purplish-gold.
The logistics personnel, who had been waiting, began hurling energy blocks and ether crystals into it. The liquid tal forming the sphere started to flow outward, shaping the outline of a body.
The mass of this body was terrifyingly large, causing the surrounding space to collapse inward, creating a rift five hundred kiloters in diater. The purplish-gold sphere entered the rift, rging with Titania's Origin.
Lord Svorsi suddenly turned to Adam, asking excitedly, "What's happening?"
"I don't know."
Not only were the Titans puzzled, but even the mages were caught off guard by this unexpected developnt.
A heated discussion erupted within the Mage Network. However, the mages soon noticed that Titania's Origin wasn't being hard; in fact, it appeared to be strengthened by the Genesis Fla. So, they chose not to interfere and instead decided to observe how events would unfold.
The power of the Origin began to flow into the Vital Generator. Everyone could clearly see the purplish-gold Genesis Fla rising from the newborn Titan's Original Flas before being separated.
The Origin had used its power to aid the Titans, preserving the treasures left behind by the Titan God.
Three days later, the Origin opened a portal, and the newborn Titan stepped into the Plane, radiating a powerful seventh-level energy wave.
Standing a thousand ters tall, his entire body was silver-white. Unlike the tallic appearance of other Titans, his body looked more like skin, smooth and seamless.
The Titans, overwheld with excitent, flew toward him, eager to get close. He smiled and gently stopped them with a gesture before soaring into the sky.
He approached the warship hovering nearby and handed a crystal sphere containing the Genesis Fla to the waiting transdinsional mage.
"This is a gift," he said, his voice calm yet powerful. "A token of our gratitude for helping the Titans through this difficult ti. From now on, the Titans will no longer need to rely on treasures to gain strength. We have found our path forward."
Arnold, the transdinsional mage, didn't take the gift imdiately. Instead, he looked at the Titan with a serious expression and asked, "Are you the Titan God? Have you been resurrected?"
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