"The Morgan Civilization?"
Hearing this unfamiliar term, Jiang Yang and the others all froze.
Seeing their expressions, the devil projection was puzzled at first, then spoke in realization.
"Did they change their name later? Indeed, after the split, calling it the Morgan Civilization would have been somewhat inappropriate."
Jiang Yang and the others understood that much. They had seen the scene of the Devil Civilization splitting apart in the murals.
"Since you managed to find me, do you know what became of my civilization?"
The projection above the Square-Based Disc continued asking.
"You don't know?"
Jiang Yang asked in return.
"After I followed our leader Satan underground, an accident occurred during an experimental project. My soul was drawn into the Square-Based Disc, where it lay dormant until now."
"I see."
Jiang Yang and the others nodded. After exchanging glances with Aulisel and her companions, they told the projection before them the history depicted in the devil murals in the ruins.
"So their whereabouts are now unknown?"
The projection grew somewhat despondent.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Yang thought for a moment, carefully choosing his words before speaking.
"Since no one knows where they went, that suggests they at least found somewhere they could survive and reproduce. In that case, could you tell us, the generations who came after you, something about the Morgan Civilization?"
"That way, we can record it, so that such a great civilization won't be lost from Earth's history."
Jiang Yang did not tell the projection that they were currently enemies of the Devil Civilization, not friends. He wanted to draw as much information out of him as possible.
Perhaps Jiang Yang's words really had struck a chord. The projection nodded and began his account.
Through his account, Jiang Yang and the others finally learned the specifics