That letter was real!

Wakiris was right—

The bottom of the pit is the source of magic they have been seeking!

An extremely complex emotion surged into Haikezuode's heart, even making it a little dazed for a moment.

Since some things have come true, then some things naturally become false.

Such as the upgrading of the race.

In the Revelation, the source of magic is high above, belonging to the realm of the gods. No matter how you look at it, it implies that it and the Red Moon are one. Races that have not obtained all the inheritance are not qualified to touch that realm. Therefore, the sky has a sacred meaning to the race, and the mobile city that can float is therefore called the God-made God.

But now, the source of magic is not so unique—it is on a secluded island with hidden abilities, at the same height as all races, or even lower.

Likewise, arriving here doesn't bring any extra benefits. Haikezuode didn't feel the surging magic, nor did it notice any new changes in his body. If the multicolored magic stone were removed, this would be an ordinary pit, with no connection to descriptions like powerful or sacred.

Welcoming the race's upgrade in a sinkhole?

Even if it's a scam, it should at least be disguised to look a bit more realistic, right?

If everything is as Wakiris said, then the race's efforts over the past thousand years have become a joke...

"...Lord of the Sky?"

The watcher's voice interrupted its thoughts.

That's right, there is also a monster here that claims to have been stationed here for thousands of years and can easily disguise itself as a high-level clansman—from its performance, it is likely to know something about the War of Divine Will!

After all, if the war for inheritance is an endless cycle, it is likely to have seen more than one race that has obtained the "key to upgrade."

Or further...all the rumors and revelations about the Divine Will originated from here.

Haikezuode didn't expect the other party to confess honestly.

It decided to strike first.

Two twisted gates flashed past the other party, cutting off the watcher's hands at the shoulders, followed by its legs!

The latter hadn't reacted yet and had already lost its limbs. Its expression froze in astonishment and incomprehension, and then it fell powerless to the ground.

Haikezuode had quietly used the multicolored magic stone to confirm that there was no obvious beam of light above the watcher's head, which meant that it was not outstanding in magic. As long as its hands and feet were cut off, the threat it posed would be very limited.

Even so, the Lord of the Sky still stayed in mid-air for a moment to observe, confirming that the other party could not do anything other than painful moans, before returning to the ground and grabbing the watcher in the pool of blood. At this moment, its white纱 had been dyed blue by the blood, no longer as light and ethereal as before.

"You better answer my questions truthfully, then I might be able to save your life." Haikezuode threatened, "What is the ultimate outcome of the upgrade? Do the gods really exist? And why did they set up this deception? My patience is limited, tell me everything you know immediately!"

Unexpectedly, the watcher's face didn't reveal any fear or hatred. It took a slight breath, "Why...do you want to do this?"

"Those ruins buried underground are all left by the competitors of the previous War of Divine Will, right? Now my race will also follow the same path, becoming destroyed dust. How can you still ask me why? Competing and dying like beasts, does this world exist only to please the gods!"

After roaring, Haikezuode suddenly paused.

The watcher stared at it, a hint of sadness appearing in its eyes.

"I see...you are not a lost soul, but prepared. It's a pity that sometimes knowing the answer is more despairing than disappearing without knowing anything—especially when you are powerless to change it. This world does have many shortcomings, but for you, it is already the best cradle."

"Cra...dle?" The Lord of the Sky never expected to hear such a word from the other party.

The watcher's breath became weaker and weaker. It raised its blood-soaked shoulder, as if trying to touch Haikezuode's cheek, "You are all children of the gods, how could it treat you as...tools to please itself? Now...it's time to leave, go quickly...do not come back to this island before obtaining the key."

"You haven't answered my questions!"

However, before Haikezuode could finish speaking, the watcher's figure suddenly began to fade, as if it was no longer able to support its current appearance. In a short period of time, it disappeared without a trace. And along with it disappeared the stone tablets—soon, all that was left around was lush green grass and a boundless pit. Everything that had just happened was like an illusion.

But the spots of blood remaining in Haikezuode's hand told it that the female-looking "high-level promoter" had indeed existed.

What confused it even more was that the other party was clearly a disguised image, but after truly disappearing, it actually made it feel a trace of loss.

Haikezuode shook its head, suppressing the surging distracting thoughts in its heart.

At least it confirmed one thing: Wakiris is still alive and closer to the truth of the War of Divine Will than others.

The next thing to do is to find a channel that can stably connect with the Nightmare.

It has too many questions to ask the other party.

Haikezuode stood up, and just as it was about to leave, a violent stinging pain suddenly came from its chest!

What...happened?

It lowered its head and saw a prismatic breach in its armor, and a sharp bone claw gradually emerged.

This is—the "Blade" of the Tianhai Realm.

They are almost transparent when they move, have extremely strong concealment, and can only be detected with magical perception.

Damn it...while it was distracted, the Tianhai Realm actually sneaked onto this island?

Haikezuode felt its power was rapidly draining away. It was careless...it had focused all its attention on the watcher, and the latter's unexpected answer had distracted its vigilance, so that it failed to discover the enemy hidden in the thick fog in the first place. But what it didn't understand was that in the past, this kind of enemy could never break through the barrier of a high-level promoter, let alone pierce through the armor on its body.

The "Blade" is merely a claw used by the Nest Eye for hunting. Apart from concealment, it is almost useless. When did it become able to threaten a Great Lord?

The stinging pain at the wound quickly turned into a burning sensation, obviously, in addition to being sharp, the claw was also stained with some kind of poison.

Haikezuode slowly turned around and saw a huge monster standing behind it. Apart from the scythe-shaped bone claws and the secondary feet used to hug the prey on its abdomen, it was difficult to associate it with the Blade of the past.

And in the distance, in the misty water vapor, there were many of the same black shadows crawling this way.

So, the "not much time" in the watcher's mouth referred to this...

Haikezuode's vision began to blur, and at this moment, the Blade that pierced it opened its bloody mouth and bit down on it—

On the other side, the Silence of Calamity suddenly opened its eyes.