"The Old Ones refused to share the secret to longevity."
Szarekh raised a hand, and the surroundings transformed into a frozen tableau: the horrific scene of the Old Ones' first battle against the Necrophages.
"But I believe that perhaps they truly had no solution."
"It was not only the radiation sickness caused by the C'tan parasitizing stars that shortened the Necrophages' lives. The C'tan known as the Nightbringer brought conceptual death simply through its existence."
"What could the Old Ones have done?"
Szarekh defended the Necrophages' racial archenemy.
Qin Mo nodded. "If the Silent King of that era had understood it as you do, perhaps the likelihood of those two races going to war would not have been so high."
"My understanding of the matter came from the Silent King of that generation. He was the one who defended the Old Ones." Szarekh looked at Qin Mo. "But reason is often not the most important thing in this universe. You understand that well. Even if the Old Ones were innocent, would the Necrophages have refrained from attacking them and simply waited to die amid their own internal conflicts?"
Qin Mo nodded.
Szarekh waved his hand, and the endless black curtain surrounding them dissipated, along with the tombstones.
Qin Mo knew that after briefly discussing the Necrophages' history, Szarekh was about to use it as a lead-in to the matter at hand.
"It was indeed I who sent Trazyn to deliver the seal for awakening the Kasa Dynasty to you," Szarekh said.
Qin Mo asked, "Then did you not consider why the Kasa Dynasty, once awakened, would stand with you rather than against you and the Storm King, and wipe out both of you? Though that is impossible, they do harbor such intentions. You should understand the Kasa Dynasty's people better