Metal Dragon Island,
"Thatās right."
Facing Lisās inquiry, Alvisās gaze revealed a deep sense of regret.
However, he still smiled at Lis, showing no sign of reluctance.
Lis could not believe that Alvis had entrusted him with such a precious item.
You should know that this was Alvisās own record of the Enthronement Ceremony, an invaluable experience for anyone preparing or wanting to attempt such a ceremony.
Generally speaking, no one would disclose the scenes of their Enthronement Ceremony to others.
Because during the Enthronement Ceremony, all of oneās secrets would inevitably be exposed.
It was akin to standing naked in front of others.
If malicious people had their way, they might target oneās weaknesses.
If the Enthronement Ceremony failed to break through, naturally, there would be nothing, but if it succeeded, then one would face enemies of Divine Rank.
Any slight carelessness could trigger a chain of consequences.
For Alvis, giving Lis the dragon scale containing such crucial information was enough to demonstrate his sincerity.
For Lis, this dragon scale with significant insights about the Enthronement Ceremony held immense importance.
He could feel that this dragon scale contained not just scenes from Alvisās Enthronement Ceremony but also Alvisās personal experiences during it.
To Lis, this is virtually priceless, something that cannot be measured by treasures.
Such knowledge related to the Enthronement Ceremony was something Lis could hardly obtain from elsewhere.
If one successfully ascends and becomes a divine being, they wouldnāt share such knowledge with others.
Even their most loyal followers would be treated the same.
If the ceremony fails, death would ensue, with no opportunity to pass on their enlightenment.
Cases like Alvisās are truly one in a million.
Lis even suspected that the Platinum Dragon God didnāt have this ability, and that Alvis survived largely due to his own uniqueness.
Knowledge regarding the Enthronement Ceremony was not something Lis could obtain from Mr. Stephens.
After all, Mr. Stephens lacked such experience.
And as for the Church of the Gods, it was even less likely.
Even if the relationship between the two sides were good, such knowledge concerning the very foundation of their divine beings is crucial and significant.
No matter how much Lis sacrificed, he wouldnāt be able to obtain it.
Lis had never imagined he could acquire such precious knowledge before.
He did not stand on ceremony but directly accepted the golden dragon scale in front of him, sincerely looking at Alvis and said:
"Thank you for your gift; I will cherish this precious knowledge."
"If I have enough strength in the future, I will do my utmost to assist you."
Lis made a solemn promise to Alvis without hesitation.
In fact, the gift from Alvis was crucial and important for Lis, who was perfecting the Ascension Technique.
In some sense, it was even more significant than the Divine Artifact [Pastomās Stomach], which Lis had just obtained for the purpose of improving the Ascension Technique.
After all, [Pastomās Stomach] could only serve as a reference for Lis in exploring divine mysteries, whereas the knowledge Alvis gave him was almost the same as experiencing an Enthronement Ceremony firsthand.
Despite the differences between his and Alvisās Enthronement Ceremonies, Lis truly recognized many critical aspects.
"I hope it helps you."
Alvis nodded at Lis, smiling as he said:
"I can only offer you this much assistance now. My treasure has been exhausted during the Enthronement Ceremony, and I lack the energy and mood to gather gold coins and gemstones."
"This is very important to me."
"In any case, thank you for your generosity."
Lis shook his head and earnestly said.
"The Metallic Dragon Clan will forever be your friend."
Alvis looked at Lis, nodded, and said:
"Moreover, thereās another gift to give to you."
"Please tell me?"
Upon hearing this, Lis looked at Alvis with some surprise.
Knowledge about the Enthronement Ceremony was already precious. If Alvis had saved this for last, could it be even more important?
Alvis did not answer directly but gently waved his hand.
An illusory scene appeared before Lis.
It was a dense forest forgotten by time, seemingly carved by the God of Natureās hand.
Towering trees with thick trunks requiring several people to embrace stood in a proud posture on this secluded and vast land.
The canopy intertwined, forming a green dome that blocked out the sky, with sunlight only filtering through the gaps, casting a dappled mosaic on the forest floor, adding layers of mystery and tranquility to the deep forest.
Beyond the forest, the scene was markedly different.
A desolate wilderness, like a scar abandoned by time, exposed the barren and bleak land.
Here, the wind was the only frequent visitor, with a biting chill, wandering recklessly across the vast earth, swirling up dust yet rarely bringing signs of life.
Occasionally, one or two lost animals hurried by, leaving a few lonely cries before disappearing at the horizon, as if silently protesting this dead silence.