Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 819 - 84: Another Speculation About the Sands of Time

Chapter 819: Chapter 84: Another Speculation About the Sands of Time

"Why did you initially think it was humans?" Although most members of the Sands of Time they had encountered so far were humans, Catherine did not believe Pannis would determine the enemy’s race based on this fact alone, hence she asked, puzzled, "When Passion and Indulgence first saw him, they couldn’t confirm his race, age, or identity either, could they?"

"Among the demigod mages, there are mostly humans, so they constitute the largest base," Pannis explained. "Moreover, humans have the shortest lifespan compared to long-lived races, making it more likely for shorter-lived races to commit such acts."

"That might not necessarily be the case," Catherine’s beautiful eyebrows furrowed as she shook her head, "In the face of death, fear is common to all, irrespective of race or lifespan. Indeed, races with longer lifespans may view natural death with more indifference, and those with shorter lifespans may cling more desperately to life as death approaches, but this does not mean that long-lived species are unwilling to continue living."

"But statistically, the likelihood is greater with humans," Pannis shrugged, not pursuing the argument further. "However, I might have previously skewed some of my guesses. I actually forgot the most crucial point: there are only so many human demigod mages, and there are no unknown demigods. That is to say, all possible candidates are out in the open; their every move can be verified, making it difficult for them to assume another role or to organize large groups to collect time for them."

"Speaking of organizing large groups to collect time for him, it actually gives me an idea," Muir’s slender fingers caressed the strings of the Flaron Harp, resisting the urge to pluck them, and he spoke in a low voice, "The Sands of Time have acted so many times without any leaks of information. Also, there are already several Legendary Rank powerhouses in the organization, right? What is it that lets their leader make so many powerful individuals willingly serve him? Is it the promise of extending their lifespan, rejuvenating their youth and vitality? Those who are tempted by such bait must really fear death, but do you remember what happened outside Diersalem City?"

"Are you talking about those who detonated themselves?" Lina vividly remembered the incident; had Pannis not pushed her down in time, she might have been seriously injured from that blast. Although she never explicitly mentioned it afterward, she often thought back to that scene: "It was indeed surprising. To protect the secrets of the Sands of Time, they chose to self-detonate rather than fall into our hands. This certainly does not fit the image of those who fear death."

"You all have this thought as well," Muir’s face wore a gentle smile, but his voice was chillingly cold, obviously harboring deep hatred for those members of the Sands of Time: "They would rather alert us and indiscriminately plunder time, and without hesitation, four of them detonated themselves together. I don’t think such people fear death. So, I’d say, rather than being blinded by temptation, their original state is more... Yes, exactly, fanaticism. They zealously follow the leader’s commands, including using bizarre methods to slaughter ordinary people, even including sacrificing their own lives."

"This doesn’t sound like an organization; it’s more like a cult," Pannis pondered, stroking his chin, "This fanaticism, instead of being obedient, sounds more like faith and worship. So according to you, they are actually a religious organization? But I don’t know of any deity that governs the rules of time. The rules of time and space are too profound; since the First Epoch, from the ancient times and the Mythical Age onwards, no one has been able to decipher these rules to become a deity."

"I never said they were definitely a religious organization. I just think it somewhat resembles one," Muir denied, "And even if it is a religious organization, it doesn’t necessarily have to do with time. Maybe some confident demigod plans to emulate the one who ascended to godhood three thousand years ago, gathering followers to attempt reaching the realm of a deity. Those who help him plunder time are his fanatic followers, willing to die for him. Hmm, the more I think about it, the more likely it seems. I really hope I haven’t guessed right; these fanatics are the most troublesome."

"If it’s not related to time, why would they go around plundering others’ time?" Pannis retorted, "Taking the risk of making enemies with the entire world to engage in such evil acts, are they simply idle?"

"Of course, it’s to survive," Muir said, looking at Pannis as if he were an idiot, disdainfully saying, "Has your brain rusted? Have you ever heard of someone becoming a deity after death? To transcend the limits of a deity, the prerequisite is to be alive. The problem is that limit, which you should know better than I do, can’t be easily broken in just a few decades or centuries, otherwise, there wouldn’t be only one successful case of deification in over three thousand years. Moreover, from what you described, their cooperation with the Divine Servants seems more like equals rather than subordinates. Behind the Divine Servants stands Danacus; if there isn’t a deity of equal standing behind the Sands of Time in the future, what grounds do they have for an equal partnership? Of course, this is just reckless speculation, no one can be sure this is the fact, but judging by all their actions, this guess might not be unfounded."

"Indeed, it’s very likely. No wonder the people of the Divine Servants trust the members of the Sands of Time so much, even handing over the Blood of Divinity to them," Pannis said with a sneer, "It’s probably because the Divine Servants are well aware of the ultimate goal of the leaders of the Sands of Time. Not only is there no conflict between them, but they can even cooperate, which is why they do so."

"I wouldn’t know about that," Muir responded with a shrug, his gesture exuding a unique nonchalance, "Instead of guessing here, it’s better to wait for the results from Master Fila and then quickly follow up on the investigation. By the way, what did you just say? That we are starting tomorrow? Why would you suddenly mention that?"

"It’s nothing; I just thought, since we’ve expanded the range of our suspicions, there’s no point in forcing Fila to consider the possible suspects for us," Pannis explained. "It’s better if we take action ourselves and jointly investigate the clues related to the Sands of Time."

"Ha, and it also gives us a chance to leave this place sooner," Muir chuckled, seeing through Pannis’s insincerity, but only Muir teased him, "To spare an old friend from worrying too much about these matters, right?"

"But I’ve changed my mind," Pannis responded. "Tomorrow, I’ll send the message to Fila first, asking him to help us gather information through his own channels as well, and then we can leave. If it’s as you guessed, someone collecting faith wouldn’t go completely without leaving any traces. Following this line of thought in our search, we might just find some new clues."

"What?" Catherine was about to speak when a guest at the neighboring table suddenly let out an exclamation, although they quickly quieted down again, but it still caught the attention of the adventure team members, "Did those people really die so mysteriously?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to visit qidian.com to vote for it or give it a monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)