Chapter 945: Chapter 114: Traveller (5,000 Words) (Part 2)

Broken into two segments, not just “ships” which are lifeless things.

In this enormous, fractured abyss, countless broken shells dance alongside the sand and dust.

These were once “living beings.”

Some have already died, faces pale and lifeless, blood drained, never speaking another word, while some still retain consciousness, desperately struggling, trying to free themselves from the hull trapped in the fissure, clueless that the other half of their body has been completely severed… These people, their fate’s endpoint is all the same.

Death.

On the distant gray horizon, at the edge of the earth, comes the roaring sound of a storm.

However, this unbearable “purgatorial scene” halts at this moment.

A pale hand appears above the gray sky.

Five fingers lightly brush away the dim sky light.

Following this, the owner of the pale hand softly said: “As you can see… this storm is dozens, hundreds of times more terrifying than the one Gu Castle just encountered.”

Queen’s Castle, on the second floor of the tower.

Meng Xizhou stands amid the snow swirling in the Melting Furnace Divine Domain, sacred “radiance” encircling her, fingertips fluttering, turning the imagery she crafted with her mind to ashes and dust, breaking and dispersing…

She knows that this scene, performed to this point, is enough.

“According to the danger rating of the North Continent Fortress, what level should such a storm be?” Meng Xizhou opened her mouth lightly and asked sincerely: “I fear even an S-level… cannot fully describe the true horror of this storm, can it?”

The empress on the throne extended two fingers.

She gently pinched a light fragment drifting from Meng Xizhou, that shapeless, ethereal light, solidifying in this moment, was pinched between the empress’s fingers.

“This is the scene that truly happened six hundred years ago.” Meng Xizhou continued, “These dead and dying people are ancestors of humanity from six hundred years ago. They trekked from the distant [Old World], during migration, encountered an unprecedented Source Material Storm, countless have sacrificed for this… Just like the fallen ships on the scene just now, not just one.”

She could not see the face of the Empress on the throne.

But she knows, the Beizhou Empress will not remain unresponsive.

After a moment of silence, the empress spoke.

“Where did you get the footage?”

“The Forbidden Book Tower in the forbidden area of Light City,” Meng Xizhou replied calmly, “These images should not appear in the official history six hundred years later, so Light City concealed them using the most primitive and ancient methods… presumably these ‘secrets’ aren’t considered secrets in your eyes.”

The empress toyed with the fragment of light, softly acknowledged.

Text, is the most primitive and ancient spiritual carrier.

Sometimes, ancient doesn’t mean obsolete.

So far, this carrier has been the most usable one.

Regarding this broken history, Light City used “Spiritual Ancient Texts” to thoroughly seal it, ensuring it won’t be noticed while also preserving precious visual materials.

“For the Supreme Seat, this is not a secret.”

The empress said gently, “Every Divine Throne that refines fire seeds has personally gone to [Old World], reaching the farthest… you can only understand this history from forbidden text, whereas I have seen those shattered ships and the weathered ancient human ancestors’ skeletons with my own eyes.”

When saying this, the empress’s voice remains gentle, with a bit of a smile.

If Meng Xizhou specifically came to Central City just to report this matter to her.

Then she might be disappointed.

“Yes, I know.”

Meng Xizhou said softly, “Every Divine Throne has been to [Old World], like your great existence, naturally knows the unbearable broken history that existed six hundred years ago… But today I sought an audience not to show off my knowledge but to offer to you my unexpected findings, the true history of the ‘travelers’ recorded in the Forbidden Book Tower.”

The moment the word “traveler” was spoken—

The smile on the empress’s face slowly faded.

[Deep Sea] links the Five Continents, theoretically, human information, technology, and knowledge over the past six hundred years are stored there… Yet there are always things the Supreme Seat hopes [Deep Sea] doesn’t know.

These things have nothing to do with authority.

And the history symbolized by the word “traveler” is an earlier era, which is not searchable in the database no matter how you search.

“Traveler, the possessor of the eighth fire seed.”

Meng Xizhou no longer raises her eyes.

Her eyes observe her nose and her nose observes her heart, word by word, she slowly said, “The rumor of the Eighth Divine Seat has always been circulating among the Five Continents… Most people think it’s absurd, but you should know, the rumor of the Eighth Divine Seat is highly likely to be real.”

Seven fire seeds were the power separated from the “Gospel Box” after the giant wall was established.

This is recorded in historical “official history.”

“The just-now footage is the scene of the ‘Great Migration’ six hundred years ago. I think the reason the council sealed this history is that six hundred years ago, we had a very high level of technology.”

This news, for present human society, is not good news.

After the Great Migration, although humanity found new homes, they also suffered heavy losses.