Chapter 1059 Mystery and War

Two weeks after receiving Sean's urgent report, the sun once again appeared in the Western Land of Graycastle.

The Demon Moon ended without warning.

This is probably the most peaceful evil moon in hundreds of years. There are no evil beasts attacking or roaring guns. The snowfield outside the city wall looks empty and flat. The thick snow reflects the dazzling golden light in the sun, like a flawless piece of snow. of mirror.

Therefore, this year's Victory Day was particularly lively.

Many residents walked into the wilderness before the snow melted, dug out a ball from the knee-deep snow, took it home, boiled it and drank it, both for celebration and as a commemoration.

Only a few people know the undercurrent surging beneath this calmness.

The Third Border City, the Book Collection Grotto.

Roland received the expected reply.

"There is no record of this in any document, not even the documents left by the underground civilization." Celine leaned tiredly on the corner, with open ancient books piled around her. "And the first record of the Far South, About eight hundred and sixty years ago. It was a travel diary, probably written by a witch who was quick and easy to move. The description was only a few sentences, but it can be confirmed that the Endless Cape was already a desert at that time."

This was the first time he had seen "Sarcoma" showing such fatigue - the three high-level witches rarely sat down, and usually hung in the dome by their main beards, with the thin beards on their bodies always dancing. But now, all the opponent's tentacles are hanging down, covering the surface like fur. At first glance, it looks like a radish just pulled out of the soil.

"Maybe you should take a break."

"I want to, but my body can't stop at all," Celine smiled bitterly, "This discovery of yours is so amazing, it can be said to have subverted the Federation - no, it's the entire history of humankind since recorded history!"

This is why Roland had expected the answer a long time ago - if there were relevant discoveries during the Federation era, there would be no trace left behind. After all, it involves a battle of divine will. Even if it needs to be kept secret, at least the entire top management should not know anything about it.

The ethnic group in the mural may be older than he imagined. The eight hundred and sixty year mark is just a clear record of evidence, and it does not mean that the extreme south was full of life before that. From this point of view, the myths of "Three Gods Messengers" and "Thousand-Year War" circulated among the Mojin people are somewhat more credible.

At that time, the first battle of divine will had not yet begun.

"Your Majesty, I'm not afraid of your laughter," she sighed. "We have obviously taken a big step forward in our knowledge, but why do I feel so confused? It's like I've lost something."

"This is just a normal phenomenon," Roland said with relief. "The more you know, the more you will find that you know nothing. In the end, all doubts can be attributed to three questions."

"Oh? Which three are they?" Pasha asked curiously.

"Where am I, who am I hitting, who is hitting me."

"..." There was silence in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ahem, okay, I just want you to relax," Roland coughed twice. "The real answer should be who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going."

"Where do I come from...where do I want to go..." Pasha murmured again, "Indeed, these three questions seem very simple, but if you think about it carefully, they are not so easy to answer. All you need to do is change everything a little bit. Depending on where you are, you will have completely different answers.”

"Haha, are you confused by looking up books?" Elxia couldn't help but interjected, "What's wrong with this? I'm Elxia, I'm from Taquila, and I'm going back to Taquila in the future - —Isn’t that enough? I think you were just frightened by him.”

"This is why I sometimes envy you," Celine weakly put her whiskers on her head, "Simple-mindedness can sometimes be a blessing."

Pasha shook her head funnyly, "Thank you, this really makes us feel more relaxed. But your reaction really surprised me. Not only was you calm and composed, but you also took our thoughts into consideration, as if you didn't have the slightest idea about this matter." It’s not like I’m surprised.”

Because the world itself is full of uncertainties for me... Roland smiled noncommittally and changed the topic, "Now that the completely unknown battle of divine will and the existence of the new ethnic group have been confirmed, let's have a meeting next Let’s discuss it—such important news, the sooner everyone knows about it, the better.”

"As you wish, Your Majesty," Pasha replied, bending her beard.

…

An internal meeting was quickly held in the castle parlor, and its confidentiality was classified as top secret. The participants were all representatives of all forces in the united front, and even the Minister of Administration was not invited.

When Roland announced this unexpected discovery, everyone showed expressions of disbelief, and he also gave a rare ten-minute buffer time so that everyone could whisper among themselves.

The war of divine will is not a destiny unique to human beings, but is probably a "special" normality, which is beyond everyone's imagination. If he hadn't said these words, I'm afraid not many people would believe them.

After the hall gradually became quiet, Tilly was the first to stand up, "If this is really a battle of divine will, then where is the winner? Not devils, sea monsters, underground civilizations, let alone humans... Where are they now?"

This is also the first question most people have.

Roland looked at Pasha behind the curtain, who nodded, "I wonder if you still remember that in the records of underground civilization, there are two sentences - magic makes us extraordinary, and mastering magic is the ladder to pursue God's will. We might as well assume that all participants in the War of Divine Will can use magic. Then will the winner upgrade the power of magic to a new stage and go to places we cannot see? For example...the world in the sky."

This is also the speculation that the three high-level witches racked their brains to make. Although Roland felt that there were many loopholes, it was better than a simple "I don't know."

After all, not knowing means nothingness - according to common sense, the more powerful a civilization is, the longer its footprints will remain. The ancients used thatch and mud to build houses, which would be weathered into dust in a thousand years, but the concrete buildings in Neverwinter can still leave their outlines even after a thousand years. A civilization that could win the battle of divine will disappeared after the war, and its existence can only be known from scattered ruins. It is undoubtedly easy for people to think in a bad direction.

If victory cannot reverse the fate of extinction, it may weaken everyone's determination to fight the war.

And Taqila's speculation can at least set a goal.

"So the content described on the murals was at least 1,400 years ago?" Edith pondered for a while, "Then what humans experienced cannot be called the first battle of divine will."

"Having said that, changing the name can easily confuse people," Roland replied, "So I tentatively call it the "Lost Battle." As for how many times we do it, it doesn't matter. "

"Your Majesty," Barov hesitated, "the expedition plan scheduled to be carried out after the beginning of spring——"

"According to the planned plan," he interrupted without hesitation, "No matter how many unsolved mysteries there are in the War of Divine Will, we must move forward! Perhaps the war itself is a way for us to get closer to the answer, and If you lose to the devil, then all hope will be gone.”

Roland paused, scanned the entire hall, and said word by word, "This time, we will completely sweep the devils out of the fertile plain. This will not only secure a broad space for development for Neverwinter City, but also lay the foundation for the final victory! "