"Bring a forgotten history back into the present age... back into the present, not merely reenact it... the two concepts are entirely different. It's not sufficient simply to write out the authentic history of the Quaternary or Tertiary periods and disseminate it." Kline paused his right hand, which held the pen, instinctively analyzing the composition of the miracle-worker's potion. After a moment's reflection, he found a perfect fit for the ritual's requirements: the people of Silver City must escape the abandoned realm and return to the northern and southern continents, thereby bringing the history lost for two or three thousand years into the present age! "This isn't any easier than evading Amun's pursuit. The only known method to leave the land abandoned by the gods currently is to enter the 'Kingdom of the Giants,' open the palace where the 'Dark Angel' Sasriel sleeps—his negative persona of the ancient sun god, ranked first among the angels, known as the 'God's Left Hand' and the 'Vice King of Heaven.' He may even be stronger than Amun today. Moreover, His current condition is now under close watch by the other gods. The one advantage over when I previously escaped Amun's control is that I have time to prepare thoroughly." Kline exhaled slowly, feeling the ritual had a solid chance of success. In truth, he knew well that even without him, the Silver City would repeatedly attempt to open the gates of the Giants' hall, seeking a way to leave this forsaken land—like moths drawn to a flame, persisting until the very end. Regardless of what happens, with my "involvement," the chances of success will surely be higher than they are now... Subconsciously, when opening the door to awaken the "Dark Angel," Klein wanted to summon Amun to create chaos and counteract the damage caused by the Dark Angel's awakening. This was a tactic he had refined quite well. However, he ultimately rejected this idea because it was too risky. After spending this time with Amun and truly experiencing the stature of the Angel King, Klein now instinctively felt fear toward these awe-inspiring beings, no longer harboring the thought of exploiting their tensions to generate disorder. Their very existence alone could inflict unbearable damage upon the extraordinary beings around them and the entire region! Under such circumstances, attempting to create chaos through them was no longer merely walking on the edge of the abyss, where a single misstep could cause a fall—rather, it required the determination to either plunge into the abyss or eternally reside in hell. Without such resolve, it would be best not to attempt it at all. Not having any other option, nor even hoping to escape, Kline decided he no longer wished to make such attempts. "Indeed, the extraordinary abilities of the 'Miracle Master' are partly rooted in history, which is why such a ritual is required... How would the other 'Ancient Scholars' manage this?" Kline looked at the vellum spread out on the bronze long table, reconsidering possible solutions from a different angle. "If it were me, I'd have to find ways to isolate certain individuals from history and reality until they are completely forgotten—only then bring them back into the present age. That might take three, five centuries, or even longer... What a cruel act... Ah, quite unexpectedly, I'm thinking of the 'Record of the Peach Blossom Spring'." After this reflection, Kline believed that for the other 'Ancient Scholars,' the core challenge of this ritual still lay in whether their own lives could endure until the end, and the very isolation itself remained vulnerable to numerous unforeseen disruptions. "The land of divine abandonment has perfectly resolved these difficulties, yet has introduced even greater ones... 'The Dark Angel' Sathiriel... what is the current state of this heavenly deputy? Is he somehow connected to the ancient restoration of the Solar Deity? The implications now reach the very pinnacle of this world's celestial order. How often do I find myself entangled in such matters?" Caine chuckled to himself, likely sensing the influence of fate brought by the 'Source Citadel.' After all, even the 'Defiler' Amun is reluctant to bear such a destiny. Gathering his scattered thoughts, Caine refocused on the 'Miracle Master's' potion formula: "'Stellar Worm' belongs to the 'Apprentice' path? Yet the auxiliary materials include high-tier spiritual components from three closely related paths... I've even transformed the 'Temporal Worm' into a 'Steward of Movement' seal—now I can't recover its original form. Can I really ask Mr. Leonard's grandfather to lend me another one? How can this be called a loan? I'm actually going to trade him a refined version of the 'Rebirth of Yesterday' seal!" Where can I find the "Stellar Creature"... there aren't many "Apprentice" half-gods surviving in the mortal world... What about Butis, the "Keeper of the Hidden Saints" from the Aurora Order? Yet, I can't even venture out to face him in the God-Abandoned Lands. I'll have to rely on the "Recluse" lady and the "Mystic Queen" for assistance, and also urge the "Magician" lady to swiftly become a "Traveler"... Ah, I'll ask her to inquire of her teacher about the whereabouts of the "Stellar Creature"... The primary material is surprisingly limited to just one type—either the heart of the Umbral Wolf, or the exceptional traits extracted by other "Miracle Masters"—no longer a combination of two. Ah, that means at this level, most dispersed traits have already undergone a certain degree of consolidation. The Umbral Wolf is also known as the "God of Wishes," a standard angelic being. If I can't find a direct, usable material, won't I have to "conquer the gods" themselves? "The angelic tier can now be considered an esoteric presence, fundamentally distinct from Sequence 3... Just thinking about it sends shivers down one's spine." Klein listed the helpers he could muster, and with that, a sense of calm settled over him—like the debt he owed had grown so substantial that he no longer felt afraid. He lifted his right hand, still holding the pen, and continued recording the knowledge he had gathered. Much of it was already familiar to him, which he now treated as a mere reminder. In the final moments, Klein wrote a fragment at the corner of the vellum: "Sequence 1: The Enigmatic Servant. Primary Material: One 'Enigmatic Servant' extraordinary trait." This indicated that the extraordinary trait of Sequence 1 could not be obtained through any other means—only one could be chosen from among the three. "One copy is with the half-'Fool' atop the main peak of the Honauchis Mountains, together with 'Uniqueness'; another is at Chalatu; and a third, according to Leonard, holds clues pointing toward the 'True Maker'—where might that be? Ah, yes—the northern city-remains of the变形ers' realm, Nos, pursued by the small 'Sun' faction, seem to harbor a hidden presence of a higher-order entity, a 'Seer'—whether corresponding to the 'Miracle-Worker' or the 'Mysterious Servant' remains unclear." Gradually, a clear idea formed in Caine's mind. After successfully reviving and initially overcoming Amun, he intended to make an initial exploration of the ancient city of Nos. Having absorbed the knowledge just acquired, Caine summoned his golden-shell pocket watch from among the clutter, opened it, and checked the time to confirm the current moment. ——Prior to the destruction of the 'Blood Emperor's' ruins, he had sacrificed numerous items that were not essential in battle, ensuring they would not be damaged by the gray mist. Yet, even thus, after the battles endured and the final self-sacrifices, he had still lost considerable assets—many of them particularly valuable. Simply thinking about them nearly drove him to the brink. "The Grolsch Travelogue, the 'Hourglass' revolver, the 'Crawling Hunger,' the 'Thief's' sigil, the 'Yang Flame' sigil, the 'Spirit-Commanding' bullets, the secret figures Chonuz and Enyuni with their respective gear, the adventurer's flute... I can't think of any more. Fortunately, the Azk copper whistle was lost to the Mist earlier. For now, I can still summon the historical echoes of these items—they have simply transformed into companions in a different form. Well, perhaps the 'Crawling Hunger' might not hold up..." Klein's brow furrowed slightly, and his mood naturally grew heavier. He exhaled deeply, mourning these things seriously, especially the magical object that had accompanied him for so long: "The Crawling Hunger." After a long silence, Caine forcibly refocused his attention on the present, waiting to summon the Tarot Council while casually thinking about ancient solar deities and Chernobyl. Suddenly, his brow furrowed slightly. "If this is indeed my homeland, with no 'travelers' at all—only ancient humans deployed by the 'Source Citadel'—then does the same apply to places like the 'Chaos Sea'? Has Chernobyl been transformed into a refuge? According to Amun's account and the visions I've interpreted, the ancient solar deity indeed awakened there. So, is he a 'traveler' deployed by the 'Source Citadel,' or a survivor within the refuge? If the latter, then who among the third 'silken cocoon' that has been ruptured here is the one?" As this thought struck him, Caine was startled, his pupils slightly dilating. He had already formed a reasonable hypothesis about the origins of the elves—they were likely unrelated to the 'Source Citadel'. Thus, the third figure—indeed, the very first "transcender"—remains unidentified. This "transcender" seems to have left no trace in history! Without hesitation, Caine's consciousness plunged into the gray-white mist, drawing upon the power of "The Source Fortress" to directly arrive at an earlier segment of history. There, numerous fragments of light formed the scene, with the clearest being Zhou Mingrui suspended above the light gate, enclosed within a transparent "silken cocoon." Beside Zhou Mingrui, Caine, now well-acquainted with Roscel, instantly illuminated the historical haze, and directly observed a young man similarly enclosed in a "silken cocoon," his eyes closed. Without needing verification, Caine, guided by a sense of familiarity and intuitive spiritual recognition, confirmed this to be Huang Tao, the predecessor of Roscel. He paid no attention to the true appearance of the emperor and turned his gaze instead to the other side. There floated a translucent "silkworm cocoon," within which a figure appeared and disappeared intermittently. Since Celine had already encountered the other "suspended ones," and in this historical haze had kindled many fragments of light, these fragments interwove and stimulated one another, allowing the otherwise hazy scene to take shape. The figure inside was clearly a woman. A woman... Celine's mind stirred, realizing that in her earlier analysis of the "transcenders," she had overlooked one direction. The "transcenders" possessed subjective consciousness and could fully control themselves, leaving no traces beyond their time—yet there was one aspect that remained unavoidable. It is evident that the paths of "The Source Fortress," "The Seer," "The Apprentice," and "The Thief" are closely linked. After the emergence of the Crosser, he inevitably soon establishes ties with one of these three paths: Caine not only becomes involved in the cases stemming from the Antigonous family's records but also soon gains the opportunity to choose among the "Seer's" magical remedies. Roscel is well acquainted with the Intis Monastery, where he has known Charathus since early on. According to this logic, the ancient Sun God, who inherently holds the authority of "The Thief," is indeed a highly plausible suspect. Caine immediately materializes a sheet of paper and pen, beginning to compile the lists of individuals he currently knows to be associated with these paths—for instance, certain members of the Antigonous, Charathus, and Abraham families in the Fourth Age, as well as the Angelic Kings surrounding the ancient Sun God. Not long after, Caine's gaze settles on several names. The one at the forefront is clearly the ancient deity Freglah, the seer, followed by His subordinate deities: the "God of the Dead," Saligner, and the "Goddess of Misfortune," Amannexis. The latter is now also known as the "Goddess of Night."