"Not a dead thing...... What does that mean?" Nightingale frowned, "Could it be that the divine stone in the cave can still speak?"

"I haven't found this for the time being, but when I was testing at the bottom of the Hermes vein, I accidentally found a few rats that had been eroded by the Divine Stone. Isabella closed her eyes, as if recalling the scene, "They may be lost people who fell from the upper echelons of the Privy Council to the bottom of the cave after the fall of the New Holy City." No one knows exactly how the rats were caught by the Divine Stone, but a part of their body has been trapped in the Divine Stone, as if it were ...... It's as if the two are one in one. ”

"Pine resin can be seen as a whole when it wraps around bugs, but amber is still not a living thing. Roland said bluntly.

"I know," Isabella said, with a hint of fear on her face, "I wouldn't have made such an assertion if it had been that. Here's the problem...... The rat is still alive, and when I get close, it screams at me, as if begging me to release it......"

Roland shuddered.

He suddenly understood why the other party was scared.

The unknown brings fear.

And she stood in front of a realm that had never been seen before.

“...... Could it be that the rat has just been immobilized?" asked the nightingale, pretending to be relaxed.

"I watched for three months and nine days, and their cries never stopped. Isabella sighed softly, "By the tenth day, I had separated one of them with a dagger—it turned out that its stomach was already empty, and it had even shrunk badly from being abandoned for a long time, but some of its veins had grown into the Divine Stone. ”

This means that for a full three months, the rats are provided with the energy they need to survive...... It's a sacred stone.

It seems that he is still thinking too simply, Roland can't help but smile bitterly, he previously thought that "only living creatures can gather magic" is a fallacy born from not knowing enough about magic, but this evidence found by Isabella undoubtedly greatly advanced the transformation of myth into reality.

"I've seen in the Church's Catalogue that rare plants can connect with animals in a strange symbiotic relationship. She continued, "You can't just say that the Divine Stone is a plant, but at least it's not a dead thing. In this way, it is easier to understand some of the unique phenomena of the devil - such as the obelisk, which grows, and the giant monsters that can be seen at the bottom of the monument. They may have taken advantage of this to build the current ethnic system. ”

"So, the devil is very fond of using stones...... Nightingale said thoughtfully.

"It's a pity that my research is still shallow, and most of it is only at the stage of superficial speculation, and I can't bring you any substantial help. Isabella bowed her head slightly apologetically, "Not only has the cause of the fusion not yet been clarified, but even the transformation of magic stones can only create low-level magic stones such as luminous stones and screaming stones-"

"You're underestimating what you've discovered. Roland interrupted, "Regardless of whether or not the guess that the 'fluctuation frequency' determines the effect is correct, just proving that witches can create magic stones through their abilities is enough for your name to go down in history." ”

To say that there are no regrets is to definitely lie to yourself. If the opponent's energy produces high-level magic stones, it also means that powerful sigils like Infinity and Divine Sense can be used in unlimited quantities, and the Battle Witch can also become a decisive force on the battlefield. But he also knew that the search for magic would be a long and tortuous process, and now Isabella had just pushed open the door and glimpsed a corner of it. As long as she can continue her research, the results will undoubtedly be worth looking forward to in terms of the average lifespan of witches.

As soon as Isabella retired, Roland spread out his pen and paper and drafted a telegram to the town hall.

The message is very simple, just one sentence: Winterfell cannot afford to lose, and from now on, the emergency plan will be activated and the state of general mobilization for war will be entered.

The plan would provide as many fighters as possible to the front line if food was affordable—and in addition to army expansion, industrial production would be tilted toward armament manufacturing, and supplies would be limited.

Although he had ordered the Governor Barov to formulate a corresponding general mobilization plan at the beginning of the War of the Divine Will, it was not easy to implement it. First of all, in terms of administrative integrity, at present, only one city without winter can achieve the adaptation and adjustment of policies, personnel, and production, and the implementation in other cities can easily become a forced levy, paralyzing the order that has been restored with great difficulty.

Second, even if the First Army is greatly expanded, logistics will not be created in a vacuum. Relying solely on sailing ships and livestock to transport supplies, it was almost impossible to conduct a cross-border battle of 100,000 men in this era.

However, with the home field in the West, administrative and logistical constraints no longer exist - Neverwinter is both the front line of this defense and the last bastion of humanity.

No matter what the cost, they couldn't take a step back, even if the enemy was the Heavenly Sea Realm.

Because there is no way back for humanity!

......

"Who's there?"

The Silent Maharaja, who was soaking in the mayfly pool, opened his eyes sharply and looked into the lightless darkness on the other side.

Just now, it heard the slightest noise.

If it is under normal conditions, it will never ask this question again, as long as it picks up the weapon and cuts it down, it will know the result. If an ascendant or protozoum dares to enter its recuperation without permission, it will be split in half as it deserves.

Silence didn't act immediately because the long-handled sword wasn't in hand—and it only removed its armor and weapons when it was healing.

In the darkness, a figure slowly walked out.

"Don't do it...... It's me. ”

It was slightly stunned, judging from the voice, the other party was the Lord of the Heavenly Dome who had been lost for a long time, Hekzod!

Silence abruptly stood up from the pool and draped a white cloth over his body, "Where the hell have you been!

"Well, I'm not surprised that deformed freak said anything, and that's why I came to you alone. Hekzod walked slowly to the edge of the pool, and only then did the silence notice that the armor on its chest had cracked a large hole, and the wound inside was deep into the bone, and although the bleeding had stopped, the wound was far from healing.

"You...... Hurt?"

With the power of the Lord of the Heavenly Firmament, it is impossible for him to escape from the battle to such a point.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be so embarrassed that I needed your attention," Hekzod sneered, scrambling into the mayfly pool, "As for where I've gone, rest assured, you'll soon find out." But before I can do that, I have to show you something. ”

"What is it?"

"Concentrate, then stay relaxed, close your eyes and ......"

Hearing such a strange request, Silence was about to refuse, but looking at the other party's unquestioning expression, it suddenly realized something.

This is clearly a preparation for entering the realm of consciousness!

It hesitated, but finally closed its eyes.

In an instant, an indescribable scene poured into the silent mind! In the strange picture, the nameless secret letter, the white-clothed clan, the giant tower of light, the bottomless sinkhole and other scenes flashed one after another, and finally what appeared in front of me was a group of nests swarming under the cluster of claws......

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