Arknights' Lock of Heaven

And the secrets buried here... are far too many.

Let's talk to Ascalon when we get back.

Even after witnessing such power, Kal'tsit remained lucid.

Compared to the ideals embodied by Rhodes Island, even such devastating power is still insufficient.

Just as Xia Yu can cure Oripathy, but cannot save all Oripathy patients.

The ideals embodied by Rhodes Island cannot be achieved by force with maximum deterrence.

But this power allows Rhodes Island to protect itself from countless whirlpools.

At least, there's some protection now.

Xia Yu thought the same thing.

Power cannot solve problems, but it can solve the people who create them.

Xia Yu's power could hang all the high-ranking nobles, but so what?

If this batch dies, someone will come to replace them sooner or later. How can we keep killing off one batch after another?

So even though she was full of dissatisfaction with Lungmen and looked down on its feudal aristocratic mixed capitalism rule, Xia Yu did not use that power to directly overturn the table.

It felt good to flip the table, but what about the problems that follow?

If Wei Yanwu is killed, what will happen to Longmen? Someone has to come to rule, and order has to be established.

Am I to become the Governor of Lungmen?

Okay, that's it. So what's next?

What was Yan's reaction? What was Ursus's reaction?

Should we storm into the capitals of both countries and hang those in power again?

And then what? What will happen to the people of these two countries?

After you've had your fun, you just leave and ignore this mess?

Xia Yu still considers herself to have a sense of responsibility.

Therefore, he never interferes too much.

He knew he couldn't carry the future of so many people; he wasn't cut out for it.

Since we cannot bear the burden, we should not reach out to them without their consent, giving them a glimmer of hope but unable to offer more.

This is a lesson learned from Absolute Warcraft Frontline.

A kind-hearted college student rescued a group of people who were being massacred, hid them in the forest, and brought them food every day.

The consequences were cliché.

First came slight dissatisfaction, then undercurrents began to stir.

Finally, there is betrayal.

Of course, the so-called betrayal did not cause him any physical harm.

After driving Xia Yu away, those people were caught by monsters as soon as they left the forest.

Faced with Gorgon's questioning, he could only manage a forced smile and say that this was just a matter of time to prove the ugliness of humanity.

It's just a little game.

Fortunately, Gorgon wasn't very smart.

But this also made Xia Yu realize that not everyone can become a savior.

Even with a Noble Phantasm in his hands, there are still far too many things he cannot do in this world.

He wouldn't be so foolish as to think he could use the Holy Grail to save all of humanity.

Sometimes, you can only rely on yourself.

Without being nurtured by advanced ideas and lacking sufficient awareness and consciousness, how can one want to overthrow the old world?

None of the above conditions can be met by one person alone.

We need millions of people.

Xia Yu knows she can't do that, and she won't force herself to do it.

History has its own course of development.

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"Now, we don't have to risk being crushed to pieces by the huge city when we climb it."

"See that tower? That's our target. The enemy leader, Talulah, is there."

“Even the command towers of the mobile city are designed according to the concepts of warships; they don’t even bother to hide their intentions,” the forest ranger strung his crossbow. “The Ursus people…”

“Now that you mention it, it’s true,” Extreme said curiously, poking her head out. “How come I never noticed before?”

“Design inspires ideas, and ideas, in turn, influence design,” the Forest Ranger said casually. “I’ve seen plenty of Ursus stuff.”

“Alright, let’s begin the ascent,” Kal’tsit said to all the operators on this mission, standing at the front of the vehicle. “The best option is to infiltrate while the Reunion Movement is still reeling from the effects of the natural disaster and its various organizations are in disarray.”

"The first step of the plan is to meet the last Wendigo in the world, Ursus's greatest warrior, Patriot Bojokastie."

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"My daughter is still alive?"

Wendigo's terrifyingly massive body suddenly stood upright, its eyes flashing with crimson light.

But the bear in front of him knew that Bozokasti would never harm him.

You can trust him forever!

Big Bear excitedly handed over a communicator.

The above is a short video clip.

“Yelena…” Bozokas carefully grasped the communicator with the giant hand that had crushed the heads of countless enemies.

In the picture, Yelena is sleeping peacefully in her hospital bed, breathing normally, and her face is no longer pale, but full of healthy rosy cheeks.

There were several familiar figures in the picture, but his gaze was fixed only on his daughter.

Bozokast had never seen his daughter look like this before.

She contracted Oripathy at a very young age and began fighting it when she was a teenager. Oripathy has been eroding her body ever since.

Is such a healthy state only possible in dreams?

"Yelena...is still alive?"

Pulling out the shattered amulet from his body, Bozhuokasti stared blankly at his daughter in the video. Was he really not dreaming?

"Of course Big Sister is still alive!" Big Bear shouted excitedly, "That person named Xia Yu and that Blood Demon Doctor have both confirmed that it was your Everlasting Flower that saved Big Sister, Father!"

"An everlasting flower?"

Bozokast was stunned when he heard this.

"What, an everlasting flower?"

"Uh, you didn't know?" Big Bear asked in confusion, "But you really did hand it to Big Sister yourself, didn't you?"

"So many of us saw it that day."

"You mean that flower?" Bozokasti recalled the past. The only flower he had ever received that could be called an everlasting flower was the one given to him by the person who stole the warehouse.

"You don't know about the Everlasting Flower?" Big Bear hesitated. "But it really is..."

“These…are not important,” Bozokastie shook his head. “You know, what is the Everlasting Flower?”

Although it felt strange, Da Xiong still honestly repeated Xia Yu's made-up words as much as possible.

"This is... the Everlasting Flower?" Bozokastie stood there, stunned.

He was certain that he had never heard of such a miraculous object that could bring the dead back to life.

But some people have heard of it.

He turned to look at the communicator in his hand, at the familiar figure in the video.

The ancient blood demon Warfarin.

The enigmatic Lord Kal'tsit.

When I first saw it, I thought I had mistaken someone for someone else.

Warfarin is one thing, but Blood Demons are known for their long lifespans.

But Lord Kal'tsit is exactly the same as I remember, unchanged...

But these are not the point.

Warfarin knew about this everlasting flower.

Bozokasti knew that he was a warrior, unlike the Sarkaz scholars like Warfarin. There were things he didn't know that the knowledgeable Warfarin might not know.

What she says is still credible.