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Reversing this to deduce, it could also be understood as—before Morgan falls, there shouldn't be any major incidents with the Silver-Crowned Dragon.

After all, this is a self-rescue plan arranged by the Silver-Crowned Dragon itself.

The Silver-Crowned Dragon would not set a self-rescue plan to take place after its own death.

Sherlock understood: "You're saying, use Morgan as a status coordinate?"

"Exactly."

Aiwass happily confirmed: "As expected, you understand me!"

As long as Morgan doesn't become the Celestial Marshal, it means the Silver-Crowned Dragon's condition is still good. If the Silver-Crowned Dragon still has enough sanity, it will hand over its position to Morgan before it is completely corrupted... just as the Beast Master once handed over his position to the Eternal Self.

And if the Silver-Crowned Dragon has already been corrupted, it naturally wouldn't let itself fall. At that time, Morgan would be dragged down as a sacrifice of the Ring of Ouroboros.

So as long as Morgan doesn't fall to the ground, it means the Silver-Crowned Dragon's condition is still good.

"And from another perspective, staying here doesn't do us any good either."

Aiwass shrugged helplessly: "We might as well resolve matters abroad before things get out of control. Otherwise, we won't be able to handle it later."

"Abroad...?"

"Indeed," Aiwass nodded, "Abyssal Celestial Envoy—with the fall of the Blood Celestial Marshal, the Path of Love breaking through extremes, people will surely notice the relationship between the Ring of Ouroboros ritual and Path extremes. Just as I mentioned before... the Flame Celestial Marshal and Abyssal Celestial Envoy could be pulled down at any time.

"But just as the Fallen Celestial Marshal and Blood Celestial Marshal will project their domains during descent... whether it's the Domain of Blood or the Fallen Domain, humans can still live normally. However, the moment the Abyss Domain descends, it will swallow people with huge waves."

Here, Aiwass paused: "Do you know how large the extreme area of Parthian Ancient Country is? If you count those deserts barely inhabitable, its area is nearly eight million square kilometers, almost forty times the size of Avalon Territory... even the Helasal Empire at its peak might not have been this large.

"Although Parthia has now split into three hundred federated cities, the Benevolent Lords are isolated, fighting internally to the point of complete seclusion... it still remains a massive force, with countless ordinary citizens. If the Abyssal Celestial Envoy descends, bringing uncontrollable destruction, so many deceased souls might further generate new Sons of Nihility."

"Cutting it off while it's still in the budding stage, then."

Sherlock praised: "I support you. I think this approach is correct—if we chase after problems to solve them, we will always be a step too late. Just a dog led by the nose. Arriving a step ahead, seizing home field advantage... only then can we control the situation in our hands."

"Moreover, the Abyssal Celestial Envoy should descend at any moment. The fourth Water War has already begun... and with the Benevolent Lords killing each other, sooner or later someone will summon the Abyssal Celestial Envoy."

——That will be a life-and-death struggle.

Even compared to the war of Star Antimony invading Avalon, it is far less cruel than the internal conflicts among the Parthians.

In the original timeline, even though the Stibnites invaded Avalon, they actually did not significantly disturb the lives of civilians. Instead, it was those supported Avalon Lords who became overly corrupt, greatly reducing people's quality of life. It wasn't until the Shadowy Celestial Marshal descended, destroying everything, that Avalon was turned into doomsday.

But in the Parthian Ancient Country, the war takes a different form—

Civilians or slaves—mainly slaves—gather together to rebel against the Benevolent Lords, hanging or skinning them, turning their families and servants into slaves. They must either make the Benevolent Lords submit to them to produce water sources for them... or be forced to become wandering armies in the desert, plundering travelers or city-states to survive.

Without water, there can be no survival.

And the unrest triggered by the slaves will become the first domino to fall, instantly detonating the already precarious situation.

——Yes, the different Benevolent Lords are indeed opposed to each other.

The areas that Benevolent Lords can govern are limited because the water sources they can create are limited. They cannot support enough people, thus they cannot expand indefinitely. This is why the Benevolent Lords rule in the form of individual city-states.

But there is another form here—that is submission. Or feudalism.

One Benevolent Lord can submit to another, allowing one city-state to submit to another. And during this process, wealth and armies will gradually accumulate. But another problem arises here... and that is the supply line.

Crossing the endless desert, armies simply cannot have sufficient supplies. They can only be supplied by plundering local inhabitants or having Benevolent Lords with the army create water sources. Therefore, if city-states are not connected, it is almost impossible to launch attacks on another city-state. So the Benevolent Lords form a stalemate—if the army of City A goes to City B, it might be ambushed by City C. Thus, nobody makes the first move.

In this scenario, the rebellion of slaves becomes a poisonous weapon.

No slave does not hate their master. If they have enough opportunity and strength, they will likely rebel, even at the cost of their lives. In this context, many slave revolts in city-states are actually manipulated by Benevolent Lords from other city-states. And when they kill the Benevolent Lord of this city-state, another city-state's Benevolent Lord will immediately take over and destroy the rebels... this cycle eventually traps all of Parthia in a quagmire of complete chaos.

The fact that Zhu Tang and the others could safely reach the Stibnites was in a sense good luck. If they had delayed by two more years, they would have been caught in this brutal meat grinder.

Indeed, Aiwass has no particular affection for the Parthians, but that does not mean there is no need to save them.

Helping others doesn't require a reason. Not to mention, he was once the former Pope and also accepted a commission from a Cardinal Archbishop.

Moreover... in a world where feelings and souls are power, it's hard to say what kind of mighty beast such a large-scale war and death will breed.

"Going to Parthia?"

Isabel asked: "Return once... and take Zhu Tang and the others?"

"Ah, yes. The Iris Flower here also needs some handling, and will require some time—a little treatment for those Hawkeye assassins daring to assassinate me. After all, the Son of the Moon has been dealt with, so Hawkeye no longer has any value."

Aiwass said casually: "Assign a few adjacent cities to the Fog Demons, let little Cain raise the Fog Demons there."

"To what extent needs handling?"

Sherlock confirmed.

"Clean up the scum."

Aiwass's words were cruel: "The Glory Party might become a barrier to the Iris Flower merging into New Herasal. Although the boss behind Hawkeye is the Giant Tree Party, it cannot be ruled out that some extremist factions will switch to the Glory Party."

The Glory Party was the third-largest party in the Iris Kingdom. Saying third-largest, but actually had less than one-tenth support.

In the eyes of most uninformed passers-by, Hawkeye is their organization. They neither confirmed it nor denied it—playing it as their banner. They neither admitted nor denied it, claiming to be the legitimate successors of the Helasal Empire, considering the Irisflower People as the Highest Supreme—even the Higher Supreme isn't human.

In the current chaotic era, they were too dangerous. If they obtained power from within Hawkeye, they might become a blade to stab the inside, throwing the Iris Kingdom into chaos.

Sherlock was a bit shocked: "That's also an act of dedication? Have you finally gone insane...?"

He used to think that Aiwass and those involved were the best of the Benevolent Lords, until he followed Aiwass on a trip to the Holy Nation, he understood their madness.

"No need for a reason to help others. Moreover, in this world where the Sun is both a giver and destroyer of life, such large-scale wars and deaths could ferment into massive, astounding calamities."

"I think Aiwass is just like the Sun," Isabel said, looking earnestly at Aiwass.

The sun illuminates the earth, equally giving life... and also takes it back just as equally.

"The Sun?"

Aiwass was a bit taken aback by Isabel's metaphor.

"Yes, the Sun shines upon the earth, giving life equally... and taking it back equally. I think Aiwass is like that Sun."