That letter was real!
Valkries was right —
The bottom of the pit was the Origin of Magic that they had been searching for!
An extremely complicated feeling surged into Hackzord's heart, and it even caused him to be at a loss for a moment.
Since some things were real, then some things were naturally fake.
For example, the upgrade of the race.
In the Book of Revelation, the Origin of Magic was high above and belonged to the domain of God. No matter how one looked at it, it hinted that it was one with the Bloody Moon. Races that did not obtain all the inheritances were not qualified to touch that domain. Thus, the sky held a sacred meaning to the race, and the floating mobile city was named the Deity of Gods.
But now, the Origin of Magic was not that different — it was located on an island with concealment abilities, at the same height as all the other races, or even lower.
Similarly, arriving at this place wouldn't bring him any additional benefits. Hackzord didn't feel the surging Mana, nor did he notice the new changes in his body. If he removed the Five-Colored Magic Stone, this place would just be an ordinary pit. It wouldn't be able to be described as powerful or holy.
Welcoming the upgrade of the race in the pit?
Even if it was a scam, shouldn't they at least disguise it?
If everything was as Edith said, then wouldn't the hard work of the race over the past thousand years become a joke …
"… Sky Lord?"
The Guardian's voice interrupted his thoughts.
That's right, there was still a monster that claimed to have been stationed here for thousands of years and could easily disguise as a high-ranking race. From its performance, it was very likely that it knew something about the Battle of Divine Will!
After all, the battle for the inheritance was an endless cycle, and it was very likely that it had seen more than one race that had obtained the 'Upgrade Key.'
Perhaps it was even further … All the rumors and revelations regarding the Battle of Divine Will originated from here.
Hackzord did not expect the Guardian to be honest.
He decided to strike first.
Two Distortion Doors flashed past the Guardian's body and severed its arms from the shoulders, followed by its legs!
Before the Guardian could react, it had already lost all four limbs. Its expression froze in shock and confusion, then it powerlessly fell to the ground.
Hackzord had secretly used the Five-Colored Magic Stone to confirm that there was no obvious pillar of light above the Watcher's head, which meant that it was not outstanding in terms of magic power. As long as he cut off its limbs, the threat it posed would be very limited.
Even so, Sky Lord remained in midair to observe for a moment. After confirming that the other party could do nothing other than moaning in pain, he returned to the ground and grabbed the Guardian who was lying in a pool of blood. At this moment, its white veil had been dyed blue by blood, and it was no longer as gentle and elegant as before.
"You'd better answer my question truthfully. That way, I might still be able to save your life," Hackzord threatened. "What's the final outcome of upgrading? Does God really exist? Why would it set up such a scam? My patience is limited. Tell me everything you know now! "
Surprisingly, the Guardian's face did not reveal any emotions of fear or hatred. It panted slightly. "Why … did you do this?"
"Those ruins buried underground were left behind by the competitors of a certain Battle of Divine Will, right? Now, my race is about to follow in the same footsteps and become a speck of dust. You actually dare to ask me why? Fighting and dying like beasts, could it be that this world only exists to please the gods? "
After growling, Hackzord suddenly froze.
The Guardian stared at him, and a hint of sorrow appeared in its eyes.
"I see … You are not lost, but came prepared. Unfortunately, compared to fading away without knowing anything, sometimes knowing the answer is more despairing — especially when you are powerless to change it. This world indeed has many shortcomings, but to you, it is already the best cradle. "
"Cradle?" Sky Lord never expected to hear such a term from the other party.
The Guardian's aura grew weaker. It lifted its blood-soaked shoulder, as though it wanted to touch Hackzord's cheek. "You are all God's children, why would it treat you as … props to please itself? Now … is the time to leave. Leave quickly … Before obtaining the key, do not ever return to this island. "
"You have not answered my question!"
But before Hackzord could finish speaking, the Guardian's figure suddenly began to fade, as though it no longer had the strength to support its current form. In a short span of a few breaths, it disappeared without a trace. And with it, the stone tablets also disappeared. Soon, all that was left was lush green grass and an endless pit. Everything that had just happened was like an illusion.
But the traces of blood on Hackzord's hand told him that the female "higher ascendant" had indeed existed.
What made him even more puzzled was that the other party was clearly in disguise, but when she really disappeared, it made him feel a sense of loss.
Hackzord shook its head, suppressing the surging thoughts to the bottom of its heart.
At the very least, it had confirmed one point. Valkries was still alive, and was closer to the truth of the Battle of Divine Will than anyone else.
The next thing to do was to find a stable channel to communicate with the Nightmare Lord.
It had too many questions to ask her.
Hackzord stood up, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest!
What exactly … happened?
It lowered its head and saw a diamond-shaped hole in its armor, and a sharp bone claw gradually revealed itself.
This was — the Sky-sea Realm's "blade."
They were almost transparent when they moved, and were extremely stealthy. Only magic perception could detect their existence.
Damn it … While I was distracted, the Sky-sea Realm actually infiltrated this island?
Hackzord felt its strength rapidly depleting. It had been careless … It had focused all its attention on the Guardian, and the latter's unexpected reply had distracted its vigilance. As a result, it had failed to detect the enemy hidden in the thick fog. But what it did not understand was that in the past, such an enemy would never have been able to break through the barrier of a higher ascendant, much less pierce through the armor on its body.
The "blade" was just a claw used by the Nest Eye to hunt. Apart from being stealthy, it was practically useless. When did it become a threat to a Senior Lord?
The stinging pain from the wound quickly turned into a burning sensation. Clearly, apart from being sharp, the claw was tainted with some sort of poison.
Hackzord slowly turned his head and saw a huge monster standing behind him. Apart from its scythe-shaped bone claw and its abdomen, which was used to hold prey tightly, it was difficult to associate it with the blade of the past.
In the mist in the distance, there were many similar black shadows crawling toward them.
So this was what the Guardian meant when he said that there wasn't much time left …
Hackzord's vision began to blur, and at that moment, the blade that pierced through him opened its bloody mouth and bit down —
On the other side, Silent Disaster suddenly opened his eyes.
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