After Fishing For 10 Years, I Became A Saint Without Knowing How To Raise Beasts Chapter 489
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Chapter 489: 489 Secrets Of The Past
489 Secrets Of The Past
Everyone in the moon god race, without exception, knew about Moon Goddess Faros, who was the faith and ancestor of the moon god race, and also…
A true god!
However, there was too little information about her, so many people only knew of her name and her status.
Even the vice-general did not know anything other than that.
Hence, he was shocked to hear her name coming from Prometheus’ mouth.
The surprise and excitement on his face was obvious.
Prometheus’ eyes were now filled with respect. When he spoke, profound earnestness and respect could be clearly heard from his words.
“It’s like this…”
“This is something I’ve seen in the records of our moon god race.”
“As for whether these records are 100% true, I’m not too sure.”
“However, I think it’s true. After all, it was written in Moon Goddess Faros’ autobiography… Let me explain.”
The vice-general immediately nodded.
“My Lord, please speak. I’m all ears!”
“First of all,” Prometheus said, “As I said, the red flame divine spores are an ancient existence in our area. It is extremely terrifying, and it has a terrible destructive power.”
“And back then, our moon god race didn’t exist yet.”
“Actually there were no other races. Even before the time of that old monster from the Sea of Oblivion.”
Prometheus clearly knew that there was a demigod who was very old who had witnessed many disasters and eras.
However, this demigod was not alive then, which showed just how long the history of this world had been.
“Our ancestor, the respected Moon Goddess Faros, lived during that era,” Prometheus continued, “And she fought the red flame divine spores, finally defeating them after a tough battle.”
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“However, she had no way of killing the spores, as they simply would not die no matter what she did.”
“After several attempts, our respected ancestor, Moon Goddess Faros, finally found a way. She used the moons to lock the Heavenly Dao in this area, making it impossible for it to recover. At the same time, she used this method to completely destroy the consciousness of the red flame divine spores.”
“This method was definitely the best one available back then. After all, this world is very, very large. No one would care that such a small area would lack Heavenly Dao.”
“At the same time, the red flame divine spores lacked consciousness, so even if the Heavenly Dao became denser here, it would still be harmless without the presence of people.”
“Furthermore, the magical instrument she left behind could still control it.”
“Those were the three safeguards that she prepared.”
“However, she probably didn’t expect that it’s precisely because this area lacks Heavenly Dao that there aren’t any terrifying wild monsters here. That’s how these civilizations survived and appeared here, and grew to such a large population.”
“As such, the attacks on our moons have resulted in the current situation.”
“The Knights of the Round Table don’t know that had it not been for Moon Goddess Faros suppressing the Heavenly Dao in this area, none of these races would even exist. Just take a look elsewhere, where the Heavenly Dao is dense. There are only barbaric beasts there, and no signs of civilization.”
“Yet they treat us as greedy thieves, and are ignorant of the true consequences of their actions. In reality, given our power, we can easily suppress this entire region.”
“The war of the myriad races?”
“What a joke! Our moon god clan race can destroy them all without even blinking.”
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“Despite our power, we have never bullied the weak. Hell, we even helped some of the races, and even showed mercy to the Knights of the Round Table.”
After Prometheus said this, he sighed.
He missed his ancestor very much.
After the vice-general heard this, he was in a daze.
He felt an inexplicable heartache.
…
As a result, some of the things were already clear now.
Why did the red fog appear when the planet fell?
The reason was simple.
It was because these moons had the power to trap and store the Heavenly Dao. Once these moons fell, the Heavenly Dao that was locked within the moons was released, creating the phenomenon of denser Heavenly Dao, which in turn awakened the red flame divine spores that were dormant in this region.
Prometheus replied, “I just feel that this entire venture has not been worth the effort for our moon god race. These brats from the Knights of the Round Table want us to return the Heavenly Dao.”
“Sure, we can do so, but will they be able to survive the consequences of us doing so?”
“That’s why I agree with the Saintess’ proposal. Since the Knights of the Round Table don’t respect the efforts of our ancestor, then they should come to terms with what we’ve been protecting them from the hard way!”
“They’ll probably miss how life used to be when this happens.”
“Besides, if they really had guts, they should’ve left this area and explored the world. There are plenty of areas with dense Heavenly Dao out there. Go and fight those wild monsters. Let’s see them survive that.”
The vice-general laughed bitterly.
When violence can solve problems, there will be no civilization. Only when violence can no longer solve problems will civilization slowly emerge.
In those regions, those wild monsters can feast on each other through violence. They have no reason to develop intelligence.
The vice-general suddenly said, “Oh right, my Lord, there’s one more thing…”
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