Chapter 1048 - 439: Peaceful Evolution (Part 2)
Chapter 1048: Chapter 439: Peaceful Evolution (Part 2)
He activated the "Hermit’s Knowledge," trying to capture more details.
In the supernatural vision, Cassandra’s emotional spectrum revealed complex colors.
Desperate grey was indeed present, but more so were the anxious orange-red and expectant light blue.
This mix of emotions seemed more like someone searching for a better option, rather than someone truly at a dead end.
In fact, Cassandra still held her final trump card.
Deep in her storage space, besides the already used "Indulgence" card, lay another Power Card—the golden "Slaughter" card.
"If I use the Slaughter card to eliminate Azaros, the Vital People’s collective command system would be paralyzed for at least several months."
She calculated the feasibility of this plan in her mind:
"During this gap, I could use the clan’s treasury’s Ultimate Weapon to directly rewrite the foundational rules of the Vital Star System."
But the cost of such a plan was equally enormous.
On the other hand, once such power is wielded, her status within Wizard Civilization would face a massive impact.
As her ancestor, Hector knew this descendant’s character very well.
Seeing through her "false despair," Hector chose to ignore her plea for help.
Greedy, cunning, and never willing to easily give up any advantage—these are traditional traits in the clan’s bloodline.
On the other side, Ron pieced together the truth by observing Cassandra’s microexpressions, body language, and the contradictions in her words.
"She’s not looking for a solution, but rather a solution with a smaller cost."
This leader of the Conquest Faction wanted him to take the risk and provide solutions for the Expeditionary Army.
Meanwhile, she kept her trump card reserved for emergencies.
"If my suggestion works, she can solve the problem without using her trump card;
If the suggestion fails, she can still use her last resort."
"Trying to shift all the risks outside... truly greedy to the extreme, worthy of a cultivator of ’Star Eater Ravings.’
Understanding Cassandra’s true intentions, Ron coldly snorted internally and began to adjust his response strategy.
"Tower Master, I understand your predicament."
His wording became more cautious:
"This is indeed an unprecedented challenge that requires innovative solutions."
"I am willing to attempt to provide some suggestions, but one point must be clear.
I can only offer theoretical analysis and possible directions and will not take on specific implementation responsibilities."
This statement made Cassandra’s eyes reflect some disappointment but was not unexpected.
Being smart means not treating others as fools...
"Of course, I understand." She nodded and said:
"Given your current power level, you are indeed not suited for participating in a war of this scale."
"Furthermore." Ron continued:
"Due to my limited knowledge of the Expeditionary Army, I need some internal intelligence and resource support to conduct effective analysis."
The condition he proposed made Cassandra hesitate slightly.
But considering the current predicament, she ultimately chose to agree.
"Alright, I’ll arrange for a dedicated intelligence officer to provide you with necessary information, but these materials are highly confidential..."
"I understand discretion." Ron responded succinctly.
Actually, he had already begun recalling his simulation device research and the insights gained from Cassandra’s displayed information.
The characteristics of the Vital Civilization—collective consciousness, bio-waves, telekinesis Crystals, starry sky weaving...
These keywords quickly combined in his mind, vaguely forming a blurry idea.
"If my theory is correct..."
Ron organized the logic chain in his mind:
"The collective consciousness network of the Vital People, though powerful, also implies the possibility of a single point of failure."
He needed to perform divination to clarify the specific implementation direction.
"Tower Master, before providing specific suggestions, I need to perform a divination."
Ron looked around the room: "You should have complete divination equipment here, right?"
"Of course."
Cassandra’s expression turned a bit awkward:
"However, my talent in divination is quite limited, usually relying on relatively... crude methods such as blood rituals to obtain prophetic information."
She waved her hand to activate the hidden area on the other side of the room, which housed a complete set of professional divination equipment.
But the blood stains on the equipment indicated that Cassandra indeed preferred those violent divination methods.
"These devices should suffice."
Ron examined the various tools on the divination platform and nodded satisfactorily:
"Give me an hour, and I will do my best to find a solution for you."
.........
Around the altar stood twelve small obelisks, each representing a different constellation.
The top of the obelisks was inlaid with prophecy crystals, emitting a dreamlike spectrum of colors under the magic power’s light.
The air was filled with a faint "True Sight incense" fragrance.
This precious incense could dispel the interference of false prophecies, making the consciousness of the diviner more acute.
But it also attracted some unfriendly "audience."
Ron could feel the malicious gaze watching from the void.
"The equipment is in good condition."
He checked the various divination tools and nodded satisfactorily:
"Despite the lingering smell of blood rituals, the basic functions are all on point."
Ron began to arrange the scene.
First, he placed his Star Disc in the center of the altar.
Then, he retrieved three Star Crystals that he had established a connection with, corresponding to the Hermit Star, Scholar Star, and Observer Star respectively.