Looking at the fist-sized bump on the back of her father's head, Vivian was furious but dared not speak out. She could only console herself that it was some kind of indirect blessing, after all, if you think about it, Cynthia is a legitimate Middle-Level God.

Could anyone else receive such treatment?

On the other side, Cynthia was explaining the details of the car accident to Ethan. Although she successfully activated Merlin's Space-Time Teleportation Array by imitating Ethan's method, the landing position was far from ideal.

After a brief moment of confusion, she and the cart were separated.

But that wasn't the worst; the worse part was discovering that the cart had also separated from the King of Siwalant, continuing down the steep stone steps due to inertia. The cart broke up and went left, while the King went right.

Conservatively estimated, as the King rolled down, the back of his head made contact with the steps at least eight times.

"Luckily, he is also a Tier-3 Transcendent with strong vitality."

Cynthia said, deciding to skip this topic as there were still many matters to discuss. "The attack here is from Phiraz, a Kingdom dominated by nomadic civilization. The King of Gold manipulated Phiraz's national religion to ignite this war."

This discovery puzzled her.

She didn't understand why the King of Gold would go through so much trouble to deceive Phiraz's national religion, using the Saint to persuade the King, when he could integrate all of Phiraz into the Golden Kingdom in an instant, even Gallog Dynasty would not be spared.

"The King of Phiraz and the frontline soldiers don't seem to be affected by the golden radiation."

Could it be that the King of Gold left his Divine Artifacts on the other side of time-space to deal with Ethan, causing him to lose most of his powers and become so weakened that he can't control a group of people he considers ordinary?

The more Cynthia thought about it, the more wrong it seemed.

Ethan said, "Maybe the last time he came, he found nothing."

Based on the current situation, the King of Gold was likely involved in the Guild's pursuit of Merlin, and even the name "Land of Gold" was no coincidence.

Only those who abide by Merlin's game rules can find the treasure he left behind, and as former colleagues, the King of Gold and several other high-ranking guild members were the primary targets he guarded against.

Ethan felt he was getting closer to the truth.

All the mysteries pointed to the title that the King of Gold and guild members often spoke of.

"Goddess."

In fact, the Time Traveler and this series of disturbances all started because of the "Goddess." The Guild had detected extraordinary energy fluctuations, prompting them to send several investigators to look into the whereabouts of the Goddess. After speculating on the identities of Merlin and the King of Gold, this title became somewhat subtle.

If Merlin and the King of Gold were similar to his situation, both arriving in this world as "Transmigrators," then what kind of existence would make them willingly call her Goddess?

And why would such a great being, perceived by Guild members as omnipotent, suddenly disappear?

Intuition told Ethan that the treasure Merlin hid here had nothing to do with the Old Gods; it likely involved a way "out," perhaps also including matters from another world.

"How is your investigation going?"

Cynthia asked, placing great hope on Ethan.

"It's time to uncover the secrets of the Land of Gold."

The young King spoke of the legacy Merlin left behind, even revealing some secrets never disclosed before.

Merlin seemed to have anticipated his own demise and began "handling his affairs" before the Time Traveler's arrival. The young King mentioned that before his father passed, he called him to the bedside, dismissed everyone, and told him the secret command of the Great Guardian.

But the command was elusive and incomprehensible.

"You must always be ready to prepare for the newcomers."

The young King followed the last wishes of his father and the Great Guardian until the appearance of Vivian, who possessed Gallog royal blood yet was never recorded. Then he finally understood the meaning of those words.

But as the night-long conversation was about to end, the young King left behind some thought-provoking words.

Don't be blinded by the bubble.

That is a trap woven by time.

Follow the tracks of the wheel, and the treasure is hidden there.

These were Merlin's exact words when his life was nearing its end. His advice wasn't entrusted to the Gallog royals, and he didn't even care about the dynasty's future.

The young King finally opened his heart, including his resentment towards Merlin.

To the Great Guardian, the Gallog throne seemed only a key, their sole purpose to deliver the gift to the "newcomers."

"Maybe Merlin is telling us the treasure is hidden in the royal tomb."

Vivian suddenly said; she had been pondering Merlin's message lately, "The tracks of the wheel refer to the course of history. This winter marks the downfall of the Gallog Dynasty, and subsequent Siwalant history seems to have a gap of several years until the next historical node arrives."

She found her role in the team; it was the Siwalant history she had meticulously studied since childhood, a tradition every descendant with royal blood must follow to ensure the dynasty's glory is engraved in their hearts. The next major historical event Siwalant experienced was the grand internal cleansing.