As Rhodes becomes more proficient in time chrysalis, he has the ability to go further in time spells - but to do so, he needs some inspiration and means.

It was still a while before the next Bandle City portal appeared, so it was only natural for Rhodes to hit Kieran with his idea.

Although the last exchange with Kieran was not too pleasant, this time Rhodes brought Jax here!

Regardless of whether you can eliminate the Battle of Acacia from the timeline, just looking at my force field to help clean up the void, why am you not an enemy?

Anyway, your mage tower is there......

Jax obviously understood what Rod meant - to be honest, although he had respect for Kieran, he didn't agree with "erasing the battle for Acacia from time" in his heart, Jax didn't understand time, but after living for so long, he could finally touch the doorway of time in a bottle.

Where is the time so easy to reverse!

In contrast, Jax actually appreciates Rode's attitude more.

As long as the void is banished...... It's not like Acacia can't be rebuilt!

So Jax also chose to support Rhodes once.

In this way, the group, guided by Jax, embarked on the road to the ruins of Acacia.

……………………

The deeper one goes into Acacia, the more one feels the pressure from the Void.

The number of hernias has increased significantly, and in addition to hernias, there are many hollow wounds in the earth, which, although they do not have the chitin structure of the void, are also terrible to crack.

Here, the barrier between the Void and Valoran has been visibly blurred - the only fortunate thing is that the massive salinization of the land has cut off the growth of the Void while exterminating living things.

Without living things, there would be no food in the Void, and this is a place of death for Valoran, and a place for the Void...... It's the same.

Relying on this method of "killing eight hundred enemies and losing one thousand", even though the boundaries here have been blurred, the growth of the void has at least been curbed.

"It used to be a sea of flowers." On the flying carpet, Jax stretched out his hand and pointed to a plain not far away, "When I was little, my father would always be there, and after tending to the flower field, he would bring home a bouquet of flowers to my mother, sometimes red, sometimes blue, sometimes big, sometimes small - but those flowers were beautiful no matter what color, big or small. ”

Looking down at Jax's fingers, everyone was silent when they saw the devastated land that was not in the slightest bit beautiful.

"When I was very young, I used to play hide-and-seek in it – but when I was a little older, I was going to go to training, so I don't really remember much about that sea of flowers."

"I only remember that later a nobleman from Shurima took a fancy to the sea of flowers, and he ordered the red and blue flowers to be eradicated and all planted with yellow flowers."

"The Shurima people love yellow, and the first autumn after the replanting, I said that the yellow flowers were beautiful too—and then my father hit me, and that was probably the only time I can remember."

"He said I was a little bastard, that it was a betrayal and a blasphemy against Acacia, who was free and easy, just like that wild flower, if she liked red, she would bloom red flowers, and if she liked blue, she would bloom blue, and my father was the gardener who guarded the sea of flowers, and he would not limit the color of the flowers, but he would take care of them."

"I had no idea what my father was talking about at the time, and I didn't know until later that my father was not only a gardener, but also a guardian of Acacia, and that he was once a master weapon."

"In a sense, I've inherited some of his talents, and I can use all kinds of weapons...... Except for the flower shovel. ”

Speaking of this, Jax seemed to be in a trance, and he looked back at Silas and hooked his bandaged fingers at him.

"Sometimes I wonder, do you Demacians feel this way?" After Silas looked at him suspiciously, Jax spoke again, "Those damned enemies are invading your hometown, and if you have a terrible spell that will die together, will you use it?" ”

Jax's question silenced Silas - not just him, but Lux, Xena, and Quinn didn't know what to say, the question was too heavy.

This is a heavy question with a great sense of substitution.

"The Shurima have taken over Acacia, they don't allow us to keep our traditions, they don't allow us to use our own script, and in their plan that Acacia will soon become the province of Acacia—and then, years later, by some other name, no one will remember Acacia, just as in the midst of the brilliant yellow flowers that spread all over the hills, and no one knew that it was once full of flowers."

"Naturally, we don't want to do this, and the Shurima people never hide their likes or dislikes."

"We were going to revolt, we were going to reclaim our very own Shurima, and then I began to face this question that had tormented me for countless years, and until now, I have not been able to come to a conclusion."

"I'm still confused now, and naturally I don't have anything to say at that time - so, at the end of the day, when the astromagicians proposed to use 'enough destructive spells' against the Shurima and the Celestial warriors, I didn't agree, but I didn't object."

"And then the result...... You all know it. ”

"The Void has descended, and the Astrologists have become believers and puppets of the Void, their thirst for revenge has given the Void a chance, and since then, Valoran has no more Acacia."

"I got away with it at the last minute, and after I left the battlefield, I also thought to myself, if I had opposed this decision at the time, would it have been different?"

"I don't have an answer after all, and I don't have ifs, it's like those blue, red flowers, once they wither, they are no longer there."

This time, Jax didn't suppress himself, he talked a lot.

After finishing speaking, Jax, who had talked a lot, finally stopped talking.

Acacia, the Infested Land of the Void.

In this land, the sky is always gray, and even when the sun sets, there is no sunset—under the darkening sky, Jax sits quietly on the flying carpet.

The wind blew, and the wide martial arts uniform rustled in the wind.

Holding the flickering Rig Lamp, Jax at this moment...... As if he were the last night watchman of Acacia.