"The seventh onslaught?"
For some reason, when he heard this, Fang Xingjian only felt a slight tremble in his mind, and an extremely familiar feeling gushed forth. However, no matter how hard he thought, he was unable to recall what the seventh onslaught was.
Therefore, he continued to ask, "What on earth is the seventh onslaught?"
However, the little lizard only shook its head pitifully. "Only the Terrene Shrine's upper echelon would know about this. We don't know."
Hearing that, Fang Xingjian looked toward Tyrande, who was on his bangle. "What about you? As one of the three great unrivalled geniuses of the Terrene Shrine, you should know what the seventh onslaught is, right? "
Tyrande fell silent.
Simultaneously, various thoughts kept on flashing through his mind. 'Fang Xingjian's potential is too strong. He'll probably reach the Divine level in less than two to three years. In seven to eight years, he'll be able to occupy a spot among the Divine level. 'However, the most important thing is still his immunity toward black magic. 'This ability definitely doesn't come from nowhere. Is this some kind of revelation? '
Looking at Fang Xingjian's urging and the increasingly intense killing intent, Tyrande let out a sigh and said, "Do you know about the Book of Origin?"
"Book of Origin?" Fang Xingjian asked, "What's that?"
"The Book of Origin is a book that was discovered by the first generation of black magic researchers. It's said that all black magic from level 1 to level 10 are recorded in it." Tyrande slowly recounted the history that he knew. "The Mage Association and the Holy See of Truth have existed for a period of time that the Empire can't be compared to. Our research into the world's history also far surpasses yours. "The Book of Origin is one of them. It's because other than recording all black magic from level 1 to level 10, it also records' future '."
"Future?" Fang Xingjian asked, "Is it a prophecy? A prediction of the future? "
"You can think of it that way." Tyrande said, "According to the records in the Book of Origin, the world we're in will face a total of 12 onslaughts. Each onslaught will be a life-and-death crisis for all the living creatures in the world. A similar crisis had occurred six times in the entire world. Many of the ancient ruins you found were built by civilizations that were destroyed in the past few attacks. According to the records in the Book of Origin, the seventh time should have started 50 years later … "
The yellow eye on the bracelet looked at the little lizard and asked, "Did it say when the 7th onslaught will begin?"
"There were no specifics, but according to the plan issued by the elders, everything has to be completed within three years."
"A three-year plan, which means that the earliest possibility is that the seventh onslaught will begin in the third year? How did he get here so quickly? "
"Three years?" Fang Xingjian was stunned. According to his calculations, didn't he only have three years left to live? What was the relationship between them?
Tyrande heaved a sigh of relief. "Is it really three years? Fang Xingjian, you should also send someone to investigate and confirm if the seventh onslaught is really coming in three years. "
"How can we be sure?" Fang Xingjian asked.
"If the seventh onslaught is really happening in three years' time, then it's certain that the Holy See of Truth and your royal family are well-informed and will definitely have some reaction. You'll understand if you get someone to check if there are any changes in their arrangements."
Fang Xingjian did not say anything but quietly called Zhou Xingwen over.
In the next few days, Fang Xingjian's sword arts continued to improve rapidly. He had already learned over 5,000 sword arts manuals in the library, and he had entered an unfathomable state.
He planned to learn all the Killing techniques in the library and then start to integrate them into a set, completely establishing his sword arts foundation and the only Killing technique.
However, although his sword arts had improved, Fang Xingjian had completed the perfection in his body's toughness with the five great perfections at level 29. The remaining specialty seeds, physical particles, ether organs, and brain regeneration still had a long way to go.
Moreover, he had chosen specialty seeds as his second direction of perfection. This still required a very long time, and it was not something that could be satisfied with just talent alone.
In the few days after his return, he also made good use of his time to condense specialties. At the same time, he went through the methods to condense specialty seeds that he had obtained from the Horned Frogs Valley.
"Xingjian, we've found out about the information you wanted. It's really strange," Zhou Xingwen said. "There seems to be no news of the First Prince at all. Moreover, it's said that many level 29 experts from the eight great regions have mysteriously disappeared. We suspect that they might have all signed the Hell's Map. "There's also an emergency mobilization of the military. Over 10,000 Knights have been transferred to the borders, and the battle drill has been brought forward. "The armed forces have also started mass production of the Empire's Divine Weapons. Many people are saying that there's going to be a war. "We can't get in touch with the Second Prince either. We don't know what's going on."
It was just as Zhou Xingwen had said. Most people in the Empire did not know what was going on, but the Knights who were middle-ranked and above could sense that a storm was brewing.
Tyrande, who was on the bangle, let out a sigh. 'As expected, is the seventh onslaught really about to begin? Why? Why is it suddenly brought forward by so much? Three years' time is too short. It's not enough for us to make preparations. '
Fang Xingjian did not say anything. He merely looked at Zhou Xingwen and continued, "What about the Church?"
"We don't have many people in the north, but many of the Empire's priests seem to have returned to the north. The Martial Techniques Grading Plan has also been held up. It's as if they've decided to give up halfway through …" Thinking of this, Zhou Xingwen's countenance turned grim. He had no idea what was going on.
Fang Xingjian closed his eyes and started to think in his mind.
He asked Tyrande, "Do you know what the seventh onslaught is like?"
"I don't know. Before the onslaught happens, no one knows what it will be. It could be a powerful army from another world, or it could be a natural disaster that destroys everything. There are also many other unexplainable phenomena that cannot be understood, solved, or researched. The only thing we can do is to get used to it … "Tyrande sighed and said," Each onslaught will destroy a large portion of civilization. Even our Mage Association and the Holy See of Truth will suffer great losses. Therefore, even with the Mage Association's records, there are often only bits and pieces of information. It's because there are too few people who survive. "
Fang Xingjian remained silent. It was because based on his lifespan, he might not even be able to live to see the start of the seventh onslaught. Therefore, from the bottom of his heart, he was not too concerned about the seventh onslaught.
In fact, the only reason he had asked about the relevant information was because he felt that the term 'seventh onslaught' was very familiar.
"We haven't found Hildebrand yet, but we've discovered traces of his subordinate, Peter," Zhou Xingwen said respectfully.
Hearing Zhou Xingwen's words, Fang Xingjian slowly opened his eyes and said, "Peter? That level 25 Conferred Knight? "
"Yes, someone saw him at the faction's gathering on the Dark Shadow Mountain."
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