Mage Adam

Seven days later, outside The Royal City...

In the last battle, the Titan Royals played a crucial role when the transdimensional 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 Flame was largely driven by this. They aimed to use the Genesis Flame 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 time, 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 moment when their god was reborn.

Adam stood on Lord Svorsi's shoulder and said, "Regaining life doesn't mean 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 same 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 Flames would remain. Almost every fallen Titan was able to pass on their Flames, and this was all thanks to your power and help."

The Titans had no way of preserving broken Flames during battle, so whether they could pass on their flame after dying in war was purely a matter of luck. But the mages were different. They were used to protecting the soul fragments of fallen comrades, so collecting Flames was second nature to them.

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"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 advancement. 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 Flame into the Vital Generator.

The Royal City emitted a soft hum. As the metal structures inside it purified, many lifeless parts fell away. In a short time, two-thirds of its volume detached. Then, crimson flames ignited, enveloping the remaining parts, melting them, and causing them to shrink inward.

This process took a long time. The transdimensional mages of the Seventh Tower gathered outside to cast alchemy magic on it, speeding up the process. The two sides had already reached an agreement---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 something 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, meticulously 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 transdimensional 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 metallic currents running through it and energy flares erupting from its surface.

The Flames of the Titan lords began to fluctuate wildly. This sight was one they knew well but hadn't seen in a very long time. Their excitement 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 flame's color separating into several layers. The innermost layer was the purplish-gold of the Genesis Flame. Here, vast amounts of information were continuously interacting with the liquid metal, 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 methods 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 moment, the innermost purplish-gold flame 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 metal 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 kilometers in diameter. The purplish-gold sphere entered the rift, merging 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 development. 

A heated discussion erupted within the Mage Network. However, the mages soon noticed that Titania's Origin wasn't being harmed; in fact, it appeared to be strengthened by the Genesis Flame. 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 Flame rising from the newborn Titan's Original Flames 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 meters tall, his entire body was silver-white. Unlike the metallic appearance of other Titans, his body looked more like skin, smooth and seamless.

The Titans, overwhelmed with excitement, 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 Flame to the waiting transdimensional mage.

"This is a gift," he said, his voice calm yet powerful. "A token of our gratitude for helping the Titans through this difficult time. From now on, the Titans will no longer need to rely on treasures to gain strength. We have found our path forward."

Arnold, the transdimensional mage, didn't take the gift immediately. Instead, he looked at the Titan with a serious expression and asked, "Are you the Titan God? Have you been resurrected?"