As Green absorbed the black mist, he finally discovered fragments of shattered memories within it.
Those fragments confirmed that the powdered souls in the black mist had belonged to residents of the Human City-State.
The souls had been so thoroughly shattered that even the fragments Green recovered were nothing more than broken, frozen images. Some showed scenes of daily life, others war or religious rites. But most showed something like the end of the world...
Buildings collapsed all around. People ran in terror like headless chickens. Atop a distant Tower, a white light shone, sending a thick beam toward Towers in other directions until they formed a six-pointed star. The streets and alleys lit up as Psychic Energy surged through them, forming a Magic Array that began to devour people's blood and souls.
People pleaded and wept helplessly. They hurled bitter curses, but nothing helped...
Piecing together countless soul fragments, Green assembled the full picture.
The scene was almost identical to the Magic Array that had just activated in the Human City-State's inner city! With everything he knew connected, the nature of the black mist and the source of the powdered souls were no longer mysteries.
And it was no wonder the black mist held so much negative emotion!
To ensure civilization endured and the City-State remained safe, the Human City-State had repeatedly used the Magic Array to refine the essence of blood and souls. Each time, tens or even hundreds of thousands of people were sacrificed to keep its guardian alive.
No one knew how many such rituals had taken place since the Mist World entered the Terminal Stage. For the City-State to survive and humanity's legacy to be passed on, over a hundred million lives had been sacrificed.
Their bodies had long since rotted into mud. Only remnants