Needless to say, the ancient battlefield on the Barton Islands was the ultimate destination of his journey.
After getting out of the carriage, Zhou Xu looked at the ruins before him, which were no longer very large. A pile of stones not far from the entrance caught his attention.
"This is the Old Gods Altar, right?"
"Yes, His Majesty."
Jabbar, who had come along with him, nodded.
He had been summoned from this very place back then. After summoning him, the altar had collapsed, turning into a pile of ruins.
Throughout the history of the Barton Islands, there had been two God Chosen.
One was Barton the First. After founding the nation, he had been killed by a stray arrow in a chaotic battle.
The other was Jabbar.
Zhou Xu immediately activated the Secret Peeping Eye and swept his gaze over the area twice.
He found nothing.
In fact, if there had been anything valuable in this pile of ruins, White Butcher's Secret Peeping Eye would have found it first. There would have been no need for him to come all this way and waste his effort.
The ruins before him were not, in fact, the entirety of the ancient battlefield. According to the information White Butcher had learned, the entire Barton Islands were scattered with the remains of an ancient battlefield.
After obtaining that information, Zhou Xu had boldly speculated that the Barton Islands had most likely been connected many years ago, forming a single landmass.
Later, it might have been caused by war, or perhaps by changes in the heavens and earth. The land had split apart, eventually forming the Barton Islands before him.
Under that premise, as the various nations on the islands continued to develop in the early years, the ancient battlefield remains had all been