The other generals' eyes widened at once.
That was right. Why had the Aeon of preservation brought down the hammer on the Thanksgiving Festival?
The last time the hammer fell, the Marshal had been with the Cloud-Roaming Aeon, away from the Xianzhou. Immediately afterward, the Galaxy Rangers had mobilized and obtained an Aeon's creation.
There was something very suspicious about those two hammer strikes!
Lan hesitated.
He wanted to say that the problem was not the Aeon of preservation, but the Marshal.
Had the Marshal and Akivili not broken through the Subspace Crystal Wall, that Aeon would never have struck the hammer twice in succession.
To prevent any more deaths, Lan could only sit quietly and listen.
Guan Liang was not surprised.
Anyone would find it suspicious! Wasn't that Aeon supposed to strike the hammer only once every few centuries? Why had that changed as soon as the Marshal left the Xianzhou?
Especially this time-the Marshal had met with disaster the moment a new amber era began.
Guan Liang had specifically asked the Reignbow Arbiter about it earlier, but he had said that the Aeon had nothing to do with the Marshal's death.
In that case, there was no need to start a war.
The Marshal had been extremely hard on himself. If a Xianzhou native were injured or killed on some planet, the Galaxy Rangers and Cloud Knights would mobilize immediately.
But when it came to himself, he might not have wanted that.
Fortunately, the Marshal had left a fallback plan, deliberately falsifying his location and time of death.
Guan Liang shook his head and said evenly, "No. The timing doesn't match."
He looked at everyone. Tears glimmered in their eyes, but none of them had cried.
The generals refused to shed tears.
Why should they cry? The Marshal