He silently closed the notebook. At this moment, although Jones hadn't obtained the crucial secrets of Krimasha-era magic from the Krimasha Relics, he at least had a clear understanding of what had transpired during that time.
As for whether the Blood Clan mutated from humans, there was no longer any doubt.
He placed the notebook back on the desk, then lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes in a moment of silent tribute.
This person, although Jones never knew his true identity, should be regarded as his predecessor.
*Would they become a new species, returning to this world with the knowledge of the Krimasha era?*
Jones didn't know. At this moment, his feelings were mixed, and he didn't even know how to describe them.
