"Not a dead thing... What do you mean?" Nightingale frowned. "Could it be that the God's Stone in the mine can talk?"
"I haven't found anything like that yet, but when I was testing at the bottom of the Hermes vein, I accidentally found a few rats eroded by the God's Stone." Isabella closed her eyes as if she was recalling the scene at that time. "They may be lost people from the upper levels of the Privy Council after the collapse of the New Holy City. No one knows how the rats were captured by the God's Stone, but part of their body has been immersed in the God's Stone, as if... as if the two have merged into one. "
"When the insect is wrapped in rosin, it can be seen as a whole, but the amber is still not a living thing," Roland said bluntly.
"I know." Isabella's face showed a trace of fear. "If that's the case, I wouldn't make such an assertion. The problem is... the rat is still alive. When I get close, it will scream at me, as if begging me to release it... "
Roland could not help but shiver.
He suddenly understood why the other party was afraid.
Fear of the unknown.
And she was standing in front of a field that she had never seen before.
"... Could it be that the rats have just been attached to it?" Nightingale asked, pretending to be relaxed.
"I observed them for three months and nine days, and they never stopped screaming." Isabella sighed softly. "On the tenth day, I used a dagger to separate one of them. I found that its stomach was already empty, and it had even shrunk because of the long period of abandonment, but some of its blood vessels had grown into the God's Stone."
This meant that for a whole three months, it was the God's Stone that provided the energy for the rats to survive.
"It seems that I have thought too simply." Roland could not help but smile bitterly. He previously thought that "only living things can gather magic" was a fallacy caused by his lack of understanding of magic, but the evidence found by Isabella undoubtedly pushed the fallacy one step further.
"I've seen it in the Church's All Living Things Record. Some rare plants can connect with animals, forming a strange symbiotic relationship." She continued, "Although we can't conclude that the God's Stone is a plant, at least it's not a dead thing. Following this train of thought, some of the unique phenomena of the devils became easier to understand — for example, the steles that kept growing, as well as the giant monsters at the bottom of the steles. Perhaps they made use of this to build the species system they have today. "
"In that case, demons do like to use stones …" Nightingale said thoughtfully.
"It's a pity that my research is still shallow. Most of it is just superficial speculation. I can't give you any substantial help." Isabella lowered her head apologetically. "Not only has the reason for the fusion not been identified, but even the transformation of magic stones can only produce low-level magic stones such as the Glowing Stone and the Screaming Stone —"
"You underestimate your discovery too much." Roland interrupted, "Regardless of whether the conjecture that the 'frequency of the wave' determines the effect is correct or not, the fact that witches can produce Magic Stones with their ability alone is enough to make your name go down in history."
He would be lying to himself if he said he had no regrets. If the other party could produce high-level magic stones, it meant that powerful Sigil such as Infinity and Divine Will could be used limitlessly, and combat witches could also become a decisive force on the battlefield. However, he also knew that the exploration of magic power was bound to be a long and tortuous process. Isabella had just opened the door and glimpsed a corner of it. As long as she could continue her research, the results would undoubtedly be worth looking forward to, considering the average lifespan of witches.
After Isabella left, Roland immediately spread out a pen and paper and drafted a telegram to be sent to City hall.
The telegram was very simple, with only one sentence: Neverwinter cannot be lost. From today onwards, the emergency plan will be activated and the state of general mobilization will be entered.
The plan will provide as many soldiers as possible for the frontline as long as the food supply is affordable. In addition to the expansion of the army, industrial production will also be inclined to the manufacture of armaments, and living materials will be limited.
Although as early as the beginning of the Battle of Divine Will, he had ordered Chief Barov to formulate the corresponding general mobilization plan, it was not easy to implement it. First of all, in terms of administrative integrity, at present, only Neverwinter could adapt and adjust the policies, personnel, and production. If it were to be implemented in other cities, it would easily become a forced conscription, and the order that had been restored with great difficulty would once again be paralyzed.
Secondly, even if the First Army massively expanded, logistics would not appear out of thin air. In this era, it was almost impossible to carry out a cross-border battle of 100,000 people by relying on ships and livestock to transport supplies.
However, if the main battlefield was the Western Region, the administrative and logistical restrictions would no longer exist — Neverwinter was the frontline of this defensive battle, and also the last fortress of humanity.
No matter what price they had to pay, they could not take a step back, even if the enemy was the Sky-sea Realm.
Because there was no retreat for humanity!
…
"Who's there?"
The Silent Lord, who was soaking in the Red Mist Pond, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the darkness opposite him.
Just a moment ago, he had heard a faint sound.
If it was under normal circumstances, he would not have asked. All he had to do was pick up his weapon and slash to know the outcome. If a Junior Demon or Primal Demon dared to enter his recuperation area without permission, they deserved to be cleaved in half.
The reason why Silent Lord did not immediately take action was because his sword was not by his side — he would only remove his armor and weapon when he was recuperating.
In the darkness, a figure slowly walked out.
"Don't attack … It's me."
Hackzord was slightly taken aback. From the voice, it was the long-lost Sky Lord, Hackzord!
Silent Lord suddenly stood up from the pool and draped a white cloth over his body. "Where did you go! Could it be as Mask said, that you fled at the last minute? "
"Hmph, I wouldn't be surprised by anything that deformed freak says. This is also the reason why I came to find you alone." Hackzord slowly walked to the side of the pool. Only then did Silent Lord notice that there was a large hole in his chest armor. The internal wound was so deep that bones could be seen. Although the bleeding had stopped, the injury was far from healing.
"You're … injured?"
With Sky Lord's abilities, fleeing at the last minute would not have landed him in such a state.
"I never thought there would be a day where I would need your concern." Hackzord sneered and struggled to climb into the Red Mist Pool. "As for where I went, don't worry. You'll find out very soon. But before that, I have to show you something. "
"What is it?"
"Concentrate, then remain relaxed. Close your eyes …"
Hearing such a strange request, Silent Lord was about to reject it, but when he saw the other party's unquestionable expression, he suddenly realized something.
This was clearly a preparation to enter the Realm of Mind!
He hesitated for a moment before finally closing his eyes.
In that instant, an indescribable scene surged into Silent Lord's mind! In the strange scene of the continent of light, the nameless secret letter, the white-clothed kin, the giant tower with the pillar of light, the bottomless pit, and other scenes flashed by. Finally, what appeared before him was a swarm of Nests surrounded by claws …
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