Perhaps because the nature of human nature is self-torture, Thoth, after tossing and turning for nearly two hours, opened the diary that had been thrown out like a hot potato again, only this time he did not savor it, but looked at it with a glance and ten lines, and quickly looked at it—for fear of smacking something extraordinary.

The more he looked at it, the more serious his expression became, and when it came to the forsaken lands, there was no mythical creature that didn't take it seriously—especially their members of the Rose of Redemption. Wavering faith, body mutations, a slightly lucky silver city, a miraculous black-faced grass...... Amon's diary provides a lot of information, illustrating some questions and adding new doubts.

It was 5 a.m. on December 27th, and Thoth looked at the desk calendar and clock, and there were still four days and two hours before the winter sacrifice day of 7 a.m. on the 31st, enough for him to go to the forsaken land.

"Medici, are you awake?"

"Hmm—but you woke up early."

That's because I didn't sleep at all. Thoth said silently in his heart, rubbing his temples in disgust.

Although the Vanity Fair in the imperial capital is a battlefield in another sense, which can satisfy the pleasure of the Medici stirring up the wind and fanning the flames, he will occasionally want to be quiet, and whenever this happens, he will go to the north to live for a while, feel the local customs and customs, enjoy the unadorned natural scenery, get up early and go to bed early, and be extra healthy—as if the Medici wandered in the imperial capital.

"I have something to go out, please take care of it for me for a while."

"Now? It's not impossible, but you'll have to let me take a look at your arsenal when you get back."

"Okay."

Thoth cut off the communication impatiently, and began to rush to the other side of the Sunia Sea.

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"You seem to see something interesting."

Amon didn't answer Adam, He was feeling.

The plains and hills of God's forsaken land, the ravines and the treacherous valleys turned into a juggling mass of numbers and symbols in His eyes, an experience that was clearly unprecedented, completely alien, and yet He knew the land better than ever before—a statement that sounded contradictory, but it was true.

In just a few minutes, he knew which river had been polluted by the corpses of the extraordinary, which plain was filled with the roots of mutated plants, which hill had evil spirits roaming, which canyon had become a breeding ground for monsters—there must have been traces of everything that had happened, the blood of a battle, the struggle of a mutation, the footprints of a migration...... The information as small as spider silk is magnified by this pair of glasses called "Cyber Perspective", strung together, traced back to the source, and finally formed a travelogue as thick as a story.

Amon focused his vision on the Silver City, after all, his purpose was to uncover the secret of the "abundance" of the Silver City. As he set his eyes on the cultivated fields of Silver City, on the stubble of the stubble of black-faced grass, the glasses faithfully marked the location of the other black-faced grasses as well—like a dutiful tour guide.

If we use a term that is more characteristic of pre-epoch civilization, it can be called a "search engine".

"A circle." Amon whispered.

"What?" "Some of the seeds of the black-faced grass were carried out by the wind and grew outside the city, and although they were not so strong, they also had ears hanging on them." Amon explained while estimating the distance, "Within a certain range, these wild black-faced grasses can survive, otherwise they will wither, and I can find a dividing line between "abundance" and "barrenness" - a circular dividing line with Silver City as the center."

After further increasing the accuracy, he narrowed the scope of the "center of the circle" from Silver City to the "Seal Storeroom", a sinister swamp, frosty cold, thunderous scorching, and death-like silence...... The spilled information of each item was retrieved by the "Cyber Perspective", and then in turn outlined their own shape, like the ultrasound of a bat. The one-handed sword of the storm, the flute of the demon, the shield of fate, the horn of the giant, and the crown of the sun......

After the inventory, Amon felt that something was wrong, because

Because He did not find a single seal related to "abundance." press

As expected, the one that can compete with the harsh environment of the Godforsaken Lands has to be an angelic seal - but that kind of thing is usually very active, how can it not move at all?

"Here you are."

A familiar voice sounded from not far away, and Amon subconsciously turned his head.

An unspeakable thing came into view, with a mountain of messages - no, it was the message itself, the message was his flesh and blood, his form, his core, and although the ancient sun god had created a human skin for him with flesh magic, it could not change its essence.

With years and ancient origins come an accumulation, and every drop of knowledge can make Him more majestic and more dangerous.

The two thin lenses faithfully reflected Him as he was, and analyzed it automatically as before, but its operation stopped in an instant—two tiny pipes could not channel the whole ocean, it could only burst.

To put it simply, it is "overload", except that it does not have the hot and hot process of computers and mobile phones, it directly omits all bad omens and jumps to the worst result.

"Bang !!"

Cyber Perspective was blown to pieces along with the eyeballs, and Amon was plunged into darkness so fast that he let out a "hiss" when he felt the liquid slide down his face.

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"Maybe I shouldn't be here."

Adam came to a conclusion after some observation. As a spectator, he has always dutifully fulfilled the duty of "spectator", taking in the expressions, movements, and postures of the "actors", and at the same time professionally analyzing the motives hidden under the surface: for example, the moment he saw the eyeball flying out of Amon's eye socket, Thoth's face suddenly lost blood, and at the same time, the remorse was overflowing - in fact, Adam had seen that he was a little embarrassed before, but at the moment Amon moaned, he immediately left all his worries behind and went to check on Amon's injuries.

"It's my fault...... I shouldn't have given you those glasses."

"No, I think this is interesting, is there more?"

"No, it's too dangerous."

"But how can anything that we touch as a person is not dangerous?"

"Well, that's the same reason, so I'll improve it...... Does it still hurt?"

"It's kind of ...... Can you wipe the blood off my face for me? It's a little slimy."

Watching Thoth carefully wipe the blood from Amun's face with an attitude toward ancient Greek art, Adam wondered melancholy: Is it possible that thieves could have stolen these stains? And with the self-healing ability of mythical creatures, it is not difficult to grow two eyeballs. Concern is chaotic concealment, and you might as well guess why He keeps his eye sockets empty?

Adam's lips twitched, and Amon immediately "looked" at him with two dark eye holes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, and a threat was self-evident.

So, the audience came quietly, and went quietly, waving their sleeves without taking away a single cloud.

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After a relatively peaceful slumber, the hanged man opened his scarlet one-eye, and his half body stood not far away, neither sad nor happy.

"They have joined forces, and it is only a matter of time before the truth is revealed."

"Then we can wait for this to happen, and the oath is that 'no secrets shall be leaked, and no hints of any kind' shall be made by them, and that Amanisis and Lilith have no excuse to accuse."

"But surprisingly, it was Amon who played a leading role in it."

"It's a good thing, maybe it was just a whim, but he will gradually realize his duty as a high person and move closer to the prophecy."

"I hope so, but I'm here for something else this time."

"What?"

"Migration Plan."

"But the most important key is still ...... You mean to go straight through that artifact?!"

"It's hard, but it's impossible. The Solomon Empire is in its prime, and your state is also stable, and all kinds of human, material, and financial resources can be fully mobilized, which is a reasonable arrangement."