"It's not a dead thing... What do you mean?" Nightingale frowned, "Could it be that the divine stone in the mine can still speak?"
"There is no discovery in this regard for the time being, but when I tested at the bottom of the Hermes mine, I accidentally discovered a few mice eroded by the divine stone." Isabella closed her eyes and seemed to recall the scene at that time. , "They may be lost people who flowed from the upper level of the Privy Council into the bottom of the cave after the collapse of the new holy city. No one knows exactly how the mice were captured by the sacred stone, but part of their bodies have fallen into the sacred stone, as if … as if the two were one.”
"Pine resin can be regarded as a whole, but amber is still not a living thing." Roland said bluntly.
"I know," said Isabella, with a hint of fear on her face, "if it was just that, I wouldn't make this assertion. The problem is... the mouse is still alive, and when I get close, it will point at me. barking, as if begging me to release it..."
Roland shivered involuntarily.
He suddenly understood why the other party was afraid.
The unknown brings fear.
And she stood in front of a field that had never been seen before.
"...Could it be that the mouse was just fixed not long ago?" Nightingale asked with a pretense of ease.
"I have observed them for three months and nine days, and their calls have never stopped." Isabella sighed, "On the tenth day, I separated one of them with a dagger and found that its stomach was full It was empty, and even severely shrunk due to long-term disuse, but some of its blood vessels grew into the divine stone."
This means that for a full three months, what provided the mice with the energy they needed to survive...was the God Stone.
It seems that his thinking is still too simple, and Roland can't help but smile bitterly. He previously thought that "only living creatures can gather magic power" is a fallacy caused by a lack of understanding of magic power, but the evidence that Isabella found will undoubtedly be absurd. The transition to reality is a big step forward.
"I have seen in the church's book of all things that some rare plants can be connected with animals to form a strange symbiotic relationship." She continued, "Although it cannot be concluded that the sacred stone is a plant, at least it is not a dead thing. This way of thinking makes it easier to understand some unique phenomena of the devil, such as the ever-growing obelisk, the giant monster seen at the bottom of the monument, etc. They may have used this to build the current ethnic group system."
"So, the devil really likes to use stones..." Nightingale thought thoughtfully.
"Unfortunately, my research level is still shallow, and most of them are only in the superficial guessing stage, and I can't bring you any substantive help." Isabella bowed her head apologetically, "Not only the reason for the fusion has not been found out yet. , even the transformation of magic stones can only create low-level magic stones such as glowing stones and screaming stones."
"You underestimate your own discoveries." Roland interrupted, "Regardless of whether the 'fluctuation frequency' determines the effect of the guess is correct, just to prove that witches can create magic stones through their abilities, your name is enough to be loaded. into the annals of history.”
To say that there are no regrets is to lie to yourself. If the opponent's energy produces high-level magic stones, it also means that powerful sigils such as Infinite and Divine Will can be used in unlimited quantities, and the Battle Witch can also become a decisive force on the battlefield. However, he also knows that the exploration of magic will inevitably be a long and tortuous process, and now Isabella has just opened the door and caught a glimpse of it. As long as she can continue her research, in terms of the average life expectancy of witches, the results are undoubtedly worth looking forward to.
After Isabella stepped back, Roland immediately spread out the pen and paper, and planned to send a telegram to the city hall.
The message is very simple, with only one sentence: Neverwinter City cannot be lost, and the emergency plan will be activated from now on, and it will enter a state of general mobilization for war.
The plan will provide as many fighters as possible to the front line if food is affordable, and in addition to the expansion of the army, industrial production will also be tilted towards armament manufacturing, and living materials will be limited.
Although he had ordered Chief Barov to formulate a corresponding general mobilization plan as early as the beginning of the War of Divine Will, it was not easy to implement it. First of all, in terms of administrative integrity, at present, only Neverwinter City can adapt and adjust policies, personnel, and production. Implementation in other cities can easily turn into a forcible levy, making the order that was finally restored once again. paralysis.
Second, even if the First Army is massively expanded, logistics will not arise out of thin air. Only relying on sailboats and livestock to transport supplies, it is almost impossible to carry out a cross-border battle of 100,000 people in this era.
However, if the home court is in the west, the administrative and logistical restrictions will no longer exist. Neverwinter is not only the front line of this defense battle, but also the last fortress of mankind.
No matter what the price is, they can't take a step back, even if the enemy is Tianhaijie.
Because mankind has no way back!
…
"Who is there?"
Silent Monarch, who was soaked in the mayfly pond, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the dark place opposite.
Just now, it heard a slight noise.
If it is in a normal state, it will never ask more questions, as long as you pick up a weapon and cut it down, you can know the result. If an ascension or primordial body dares to enter its resting place without permission, it is also a deserved end to be split in half.
The reason why Silence did not act immediately was only because the long-handed sword was not at hand, and only when it was recuperating, it would unload its armor and weapons.
In the darkness, a figure slowly walked out.
"Don't do it... it's me."
It was stunned for a moment. Judging from the sound, the other party was the master of the sky, Hykezord, who had been out of contact for a long time!
Silent suddenly stood up from the pool and draped a white cloth over his body, "Where the hell have you been! Could it be that, as the mask said, you ran away?"
"Hmph, I'm not surprised what the freak said, that's why I came to you alone." Hykezord slowly walked to the edge of the pool, and only then did the silence notice that the There was a big hole in the armor, and the inner wound was deep with bone. Although the blood had stopped, the wound was far from healing.
"You are hurt?"
With the ability of the Lord of the Vault of Heaven, it is impossible for him to escape to such a level.
"I didn't expect that one day I would be so embarrassed that I needed your attention," Hykezord sneered and crawled into the mayfly pool with difficulty, "As for where I went, rest assured, you will know soon. But there Before, I have to show you something."
"What is it?"
"Concentrate, then stay relaxed and close your eyes..."
Hearing such a strange request, Silent planned to refuse, but looking at the other party's unquestionable expression, it suddenly realized something.
This is clearly a preparation for entering the world of consciousness!
It hesitated, and finally closed its eyes.
In an instant, an indescribable scene poured into the silent mind! In the light and strange picture, scenes such as the nameless secret letter, the white-clothed clan, the giant tower of light beam, and the bottomless tiankeng flashed in sequence, and the last thing that appeared in front of me was the swarming hive group surrounded by claws...