Hunter fell silent. He might be able to abandon his human body, but forget everything... No. His life could not be without his beloved calculus.
"The Silent Temple has tried every possible method over the past millennia. This is the only path. We just need to inform Count Theus, then head north to dig up the White Bone Sanctuary, and then..."
"Wait, you buried the White Bone Sanctuary in the north?" Hunter was horrified. "There's been fighting there for so long. It hasn't been lost, has it?"
"No. We buried it very well, and we used the Silent Temple's mark. Only our people can open it." Ignati waved a hand. "More importantly, that thing brings nothing but disaster. Who would go looking for it?"
Hunter nodded hesitantly.
"Patriarch, something seems wrong..." A Burier suddenly spoke up, pointing toward the distant wilderness. "That... doesn't it look a little like the White Calamity?"
"Impossible. With the White Bone Sanctuary there, the White Calamity cannot cross the Canary Mountains." Ignati answered without hesitation, though he still narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.
"It does seem... a little like it."
The scene suddenly fell silent.
As the Silent Temple's Transcendence path, Buriers excelled in direct combat, with top-tier endurance and recovery abilities. But when it came to scouting, they had little to offer.
They could only rely on their physical abilities, far surpassing those of ordinary people, and observe with their eyes.
"We're close to the Expeditionary Force's camp. They have trains going north—they must know more!" Nora said.
Ignati nodded, and the people of the Silent Temple began to accelerate.
Theus pushed open the door and stepped outside.
Ever since Gwen had successfully seized control and made the white mist retreat, she had not answered him again.
Theus had briefly suspected