It is said that the Eternal Well, which was developed from the essence of tens of thousands of years of supre forest technology and the blood and tears of countless mbers of the Elf Clan, also possessed boundless energy.
The water from the Eternal Well constantly produced, when taken regularly, could even stop the aging of the bodies of the Elf Clan, allowing them to maintain their peak condition for battle forever.
However, the Eternal Well was completely destroyed during a civil strife, and even as it was banished into the infinite void, the residual energy impact blew half of the Silver Moon Forest up to the sky, killing over a dozen at the Legendary Stage.
For the Elves, who were then the overlords of the continent, it marked a turning point from prosperity to decline, as the loss of the vast power of the Eternal Well Water significantly decreased both their birth rates and growth speed.
Less than a hundred years after the explosion of the Eternal Well, the Elves, unable to control their outlying lands, had to retreat back to the area around the supre forest.
Further back, during the era that we Humans hardly have any written records of, Dragon Tomb Island, fad for its ability to tear through the void and randomly relocate across the world, was also destroyed by the contemporary Dragon King for unknown reasons.
The chanic Armor family from the chanical Wonders Realm, with their entire clan capable of data exchange, sharing, and enhancent, was said to be able to simulate the power of any Extraordinary Profession, as long as there were enough clan mbers and data volu.
So even suspected that, given enough people to perform parallel computations, they could potentially beco the race closest to divinity.
They were almost considered the most perfect beings capable of utilizing information states in known Human history, with almost all races believing that given ti, they would beco the overlords of the next era.
But now the chanic Armor race had almost been wiped out, along with their holand, the chanical Wonders Realm, which reportedly encountered the aftermath of a battle between deities and the great lords of the Abyss in the void and was completely annihilated.
Then there was the Shadow Country...
It was said they accidentally created sothing extraordinary in secret.
It is a pity that the King of Shadow Country at that ti was a blabbermouth; during a conversation with an ally, he claid that given ti, the Shadow Country could even replicate the legendary feats of the goblin empire.
But then, the Abyss Gate appeared in the Royal Capital of the Shadow Country.
Within less than half a year, the entire Shadow Country had completely fallen, and that mysterious power rumored to have been nearly finished developing remained unknown.
"Don't talk like that; it's eerily chilling this early in the morning…"
"My sister, this might just be a coincidence, perhaps just a common phenonon in the cycles of history. Don't think too much about it."
Renata shook her head and said, "Brother, you always like to do this, many things you could guess, but you just like to play dumb.
Playing dumb is useless, when facing a real crisis, only by relying on top-tier power to forcefully break through can we survive better. Trying to seek peace through showing weakness is not a long-term solution.
After all... we can't always expect our enemies to show rcy."
"Alright, alright, I get it!" Anse said with a touch of frustration nodding his head.
He understood what his sister ant.
But sotis he felt that always having an urgent desire to seek the truth might, if one is not careful, lead to being stabbed in the back multiple tis and dying a suicidal death.
Playing dumb occasionally was also a tactic to preserve his own life.
However, his sister did not think this way.
She felt that without the resolve to delve deeper, whether in personal or national domains, such behavior now would bring no benefits.
Instead, it would only lower one's vigilance, and upon encountering a real threat or deliberate targeting, one might die in utter confusion.
Facing his sister's choice, Anse didn't know what to say.
Prudence, or perhaps what is called self-preservation that Anse followed, and the approach his sister took, which was to break sches with force, were completely different.
If it were so of those nightingales who ca to him for money, he would simply kick them out of his bed.
But if it was Renata... he was willing to change a bit for his sister.
Just like in those days when he was not yet noticed by any high-ups in the Tulip Chamber of Comrce, it was his sister who stood by his side.
The siblings worked together to manage the travelling rchant business left by their parents, obtaining investnt and attention from the Chamber of Comrce.
This led them to beco the leaders of their generation in the Tulip Chamber of Comrce within a few years.
Did his sister not know that helping him might affect her future prospects back then?
At that ti, Renata had already beco the student of a very powerful Holy Land warrior, bluntly put, for the vast majority of professionals, she had already reached the pinnacle of their lifelong aspirations.
Even her teacher, who always found Renata to be intelligent, held so expectations for her.
Yet, she hesitated not at all to give up her studies and co to his side.
Not to ntion that she was his real sister; even if she were a stranger, people from the Tulip Chamber of Comrce believed in reciprocating favor for favor.
Not to ntion the sibling bond between Anse and Renata.
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