Blue Star and Earth seem to be the same, but in fact they are different in various aspects.
In Aini's memory, more than three thousand years ago, a powerful empire once stood on the land beneath his feet.
They were so powerful that they once captured the city of Babylon and ended the First Dynasty of Babylon. They also fought against the ancient Egyptian overlord Ramses II at Qadesh. This was one of the earliest written battles in the world's military history.
These were the Hittites, who used both hieroglyphics and cuneiform, the former being used to record public affairs and the latter being used in other aspects.
It is a very strange custom for the same nation and the same language to be recorded in two completely different types of characters.
The documents found in the Nurunos Valley are also recorded in two languages. It stands to reason that the connection between the two is self-evident.
In particular, Hattusa, the later capital of the Hittite Empire, is located in today's Chorum Province in Turkey, not far from the Nurunos Valley, and even a fool can see the tricks in it.
However, in the hundreds of years since the black robe of Nurunos entered the outside world, no one has made any relevant conjectures until today.
Without him, Aini’s memories of the Hittite Empire did not come from Blue Star, but from previous lives.
Although Aini was young in this life, he was well-read, and he had done relevant homework before coming to Turkey, but he did not find any records of the Hittite Empire.
But when people pass by, they leave their names, and when geese pass by, they leave their voices. Even if there is no direct record, such a huge empire cannot disappear without leaving a trace.
Aini's eyes were deep, and he was silently sorting out the historical records of nearby civilizations in the memory palace. He quickly used the few words he pieced together to erase a blank on the map unfolded in his mind.
Obviously, the Hittite Empire did not exist, but was forcibly pushed into the long river of history.
Such a huge empire, even if it is divided or conquered, cannot fail to pass down even a little bit of information.
This is beyond human control, just like the wasteland in front of Aini. Who would have thought that one of the seven wonders of the world would stand here more than two thousand years ago.
It was a building that was beyond the imagination of most people at the time, but the reason for its destruction was ridiculous.
To put it simply, there was a young man who wanted to be famous and wanted to be famous, but his talent was limited, so he set his sights on this magnificent palace - if he couldn't do good things, why not do bad things?
On July 21, 356 BC, the Ionian sky was illuminated by fire...
As expected, the guy with a twisted personality was executed. In order not to satisfy the arsonist's "desire" to become famous, the authorities banned any books from publishing any stories about him.
Despite this, the name of the Greek young man was passed down, but no one thought he was brave or great. Everyone regarded him as a madman or a fool, and his family suffered greatly.
No one can guarantee that he will do good deeds and never do a single evil thing in his life, but he can never regard evil as beauty!
Maybe we can't make the world a better place, but at least we can prevent it from getting worse.
Even though the authorities strictly prohibited it, his deeds still spread.
It is so difficult to block information about one person, let alone when the target is a huge empire.
Such a handwriting naturally reminded Aini of those taboos that disappeared after the dark ages.
The will of heaven and earth?
Ani recalled the few contents in his memory. It seemed that the Hittites had used biological and chemical weapons as early as more than 1,000 BC...
It’s true that God is angry and people are resentful.
From the Aegean Sea to Asia Minor, and then to the Nile River Basin, there have been endless wars since ancient times. Too many nations and countries have been lost in the smoke of history, leaving only some specious legends and stories as clues.
Aini remembered that there seemed to be some Hittite survivors in Turkey in his previous life, but there is no such settlement in Blue Star today.
When the inheritance is lost, even if there is still blood, it will be assimilated by the surrounding civilization, and the appearance of the ancestors will no longer be remembered.
But maybe some tribesmen who have mastered extraordinary power will find a way to continue their culture, just like...
Nurunos Black Robe?
There is too little information at the moment, and the above is just Aini's guess. He can't even tell whether the other party is a friend or foe, or just a passerby passing by.
Thinking that the clues of a lost civilization were right in front of him, Aini felt itchy in his heart. Unfortunately, he couldn't get away at the moment, so he could only place his hope on the future.
Putting his curiosity back to its original position, Ani took a few steps forward and reached out to touch a broken stone pillar.
Among the weeds and gravel, it stands alone stubbornly, like the last stand of the magnificent temple.
Dusting off the dust on his hands, Aini took out a dark wooden box from his arms.
If a great wizard who is proficient in prophecy is present, you will find that it is covered with strong traces of time, as if it has gone through tens of millions of years.
But the appearance of the wooden box is as clean as new, and it even still exudes a faint fragrance of palm. The vigorous breath of life seems to sprout new shoots immediately after pouring some water on it.
Stroking the smooth wooden box, two old but loving faces appeared in Aini's mind.
He turned his head and looked towards the east in a daze. In his last life, that was his home. In this life, the two people closest to him were wandering there, not knowing when they would return.
Aini once secretly visited once, and the solid barrier at the border told him that the wishes of the two old people were destined to be difficult to achieve, and that no matter how long they stayed, it would only be a waste of time and effort.
But with their relationship, Aini can persuade and speak out about anything, but not this matter.
"Fur..."
Aini took a long breath and temporarily put back his thoughts that were drifting into the distance. He put his other hand on the wooden box and exerted force with both hands at the same time.
With his physique that has been sublimated by his bloodline, he can break even the hardest wood with little effort.
But when faced with a wooden box that didn't look strong, Ani almost mobilized all his strength to open the lid with great reluctance.
The wood grain on the back of the box lid outlines a picture, which seems to be natural, with simple lines intertwining to form a magnificent palace.
The two of them hugged the thick and tall stone pillars, looking up at them like a dome, with exquisite patterns and superb sculptures, it seemed like a palace of gods.
Aini moved his aching wrist. This was not the first time he saw this scroll, but every time he saw it, his senses were different.
But the same thing is that no matter how much his physical strength has improved, he has to use all his strength to open the wooden box. Even if he can now easily press himself into the soil when he opened the wooden box for the first time, when he opened the lid,
There is almost no difference in feeling.
And until now, he still couldn't understand how the wooden box did this. Even if he opened the Eye of True Sight, he would only see a chaotic aura without any runes or annotations.
However, although no runes appeared on the Eye of True Seeing, there was a line of text on the scroll, which was dedicated to the Lord of this magnificent temple.