Chapter 1

Hao Ren stood in the illusion, and even with his eyes closed, he could clearly "see" everything around him slowly collapsing. The goddess's palace slowly sank into a blood-red sea amidst a series of creaking and cracking sounds, and a rain of sulfur and flames poured down from the clouds onto this world. The ocean of the Firstborn Star blazed fiercely, the flames filled with energy incomprehensible to mortals, and all sins and glories were reduced to ashes in this fire.

The inner layers of the Firstborn Star seemed to be collapsing, and some unprecedentedly powerful force was gathering in the depths of the planet. In the midst of continuous explosions, Hao Ren reopened his eyes, the last thing he saw being the golden disc stained with divine blood violently shaking, as if about to fall from the cracks in the palace. He subconsciously reached out to grab something, but only managed to touch the edge of the golden disc before helplessly watching it fall.

The goddess's blood on his hand felt as hot as magma.

Another loud bang came, and the feeling of dizziness made Hao Ren lose consciousness instantly. He didn't know how long he floated in the chaos, didn't know how many indescribable things he passed through, and finally regained the feeling of standing on solid ground.

"Hah—" Hao Ren subconsciously exhaled, as if trying to squeeze all the air out of his lungs. His senses, which had been out of order, instantly returned. He once again felt the temperature, airflow, light, and surrounding sounds. He dazedly opened his eyes and found himself still standing on the altar, his fingers retracting from the black and red marks on the surface of the golden disc as if electrified: this was the body's subconscious reaction, because his subjective consciousness was filled with a large amount of noisy thoughts, almost unable to think.

Hao Ren shook his head, the huge surface of the golden disc shining brightly in his entire field of vision, the bottom edge of the disc still bearing traces of black that had not completely faded. The last scene he saw in the previous illusion and the scene before him could not help but overlap, and he realized that he finally knew the truth.

"Buddy?" The data terminal's voice awakened him from his daze, "Why are you spacing out?"

Hao Ren was stunned, seeing that the last Celestial Pact had been pasted by him on the edge of the disc, those black things rapidly receding. He patted his forehead: "How long was I in a daze?"

"How long? You only spaced out for less than a second," the data terminal was a little confused, "Of course, your expression in that one second was quite wonderful..."

Hao Ren responded vaguely, a feeling of indescribable exhaustion湧 up from the depths of his heart. He didn't doubt the data terminal's statement, but was a little surprised to know that only a second had passed in the real world. Moreover, that one second had consumed a lot of his energy, as if the experience in the illusion had been realistically reflected on his body. Vivian and Izaaks realized that Hao Ren was not in a good condition, and they quickly came over to check on him. Vivian helped Hao Ren, whose steps were a little unsteady: "How are you?"

"I just saw an illusion," Hao Ren walked down from the altar with a wry smile. Vivian's hand was cold, but this coldness just made him feel a little more refreshed, "And I also learned some things. I finally understand what congenital antagonism is all about... Hmm?"

Hao Ren's gaze involuntarily fell on his hand, and he couldn't help but let out a strange soft exclamation: he saw a peculiar red mark on the palm of his right hand, as striking as if it had been burned by something. He clenched his hand, feeling a faint burning sensation spreading from those marks, reminding him that these were not illusions or anything else.

Vivian also noticed the strange marks on his hand: "What is this?"

"... I don't know," Hao Ren had some guesses in his mind, but this guess was too bizarre and completely violated the laws of reality, "I previously came into contact with the blood of the Creator Goddess, but... but that was in an illusion."

"Creator Goddess?!" Vivian and Izaaks spoke in unison.

At this time, Hasson walked over. The old hunter didn't know what the Creator Goddess and the Godslaying War were, but he could feel that the negative power on the sun wheel was gradually disappearing: "Is everything settled?"

Vivian and Izaaks turned their eyes to Hao Ren, who took a breath and rubbed his forehead vigorously, thinking about how to tell the things he knew from the illusion. Finally, he spoke: "I have unlocked the secret of the congenital antagonism phenomenon."

The other three immediately showed eager expressions, but Hao Ren first looked at Hasson: "Hasson, you may not understand what I'm going to say, but don't ask first. Is it okay if I explain it to you in detail after I'm done?"

Hasson had already noticed from the beginning that Hao Ren and his party knew some huge secret, and this secret was something that even he, an old hunter of thousands of years, had never come into contact with. However, he still nodded, suppressing his curiosity: "Okay, I'm already very happy that you're willing to let me listen."

Hao Ren nodded slightly, pointing to a dark mark on the edge of the golden disc: "Those are bloodstains of the Creator Goddess."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent, until a few seconds later, Izaaks broke the silence: "You mean this thing..."

"At that time, it was at the scene of the Godslaying. The goddess stood in this position, with her back against the golden disc..." Hao Ren said as he gestured with his hand to the scene he saw, "The Godslayer was a person wearing golden-red armor. He stood near that rune over there, and then used a black sword like a fragment of the universe to assassinate the goddess. The god's blood splattered on the disc, just like you see."

What Hao Ren learned in the illusion was not just the scenes he saw with his eyes, but also some knowledge that appeared out of thin air in his brain. He didn't pay attention to it at the time, but now that he was awake, he realized that there were some memories in his mind. He pieced together these memories and what he saw, and finally restored the truth of everything:

"... Divine blood is evidence of the great crime of Godslaying, so the disc itself has become a piece of evidence. When the Wall of Reality collapsed, a large number of alien races were thrown into this universe, and along with them came this golden disc, and the sins carried on the disc. Congenital antagonism is not a curse, nor is it a mental interference spell, but the great sin caused by Godslaying..."

Divine blood was originally sacred, but after Godslaying, the blood was filled with the wrath of the great universe's will and the sins of the rebellious son. Hao Ren was not clear about the process of this transformation, but the result was obvious: the sacred blood became a pollutant, triggering the killing of all the aliens in the surface world.

The polluting power carried by the golden disc leaked from the very beginning. As early as ten thousand years ago, when the earliest batch of aliens, except for Vivian, came to Earth, the disc also fell on Earth at the same time. It first polluted the cracks in the Wall of Reality, and then polluted all the creatures that passed through this crack. Then it slept deep in the earth for thousands of years, until it was dug out of the magma pit by the Ankatelo family, it was only in a dormant state. After that, the chaotic shadows leaked from the disc were indeed another manifestation of "congenital antagonism", but they were just some overflowing residue.

The real root is the divine blood on the disc.

"If I'm not mistaken, the amnesia of the alien races is also caused by divine blood pollution," Hao Ren said, stating his speculation, "And different races have different resistance to this pollution—Sirens are not life created by the goddess, so they are almost unaffected, but maintain their original peaceful nature. The Ankatelo family should have a special physique, they are themselves a race with powerful mental power, so they become the moderate faction among the aliens. Races such as werewolves, vampires, and demon hunters come from the same planet. The Holletta aliens are uniformly polluted, so they become the most hostile races to each other, and also the protagonists of the alien melee on Earth. In addition, I guess some races have suffered more serious trauma. If they are too sensitive to divine blood, they may even directly turn into monsters, completely losing their original characteristics of intelligent beings..."

"The scorpions of Tartarus," Vivian suddenly said, "Zeus once threw a group of three-tailed scorpions into the prison of Tartarus. He said that those scorpions were very strange. They lived like beasts, but on their shells, you could see many exquisite decorations and mechanical devices, and there were also fragments of generators and transportation tools in their nests, but they themselves seemed to not know how to use these things at all."

"That should be the race that was completely polluted into monsters by divine blood. Most of these races could not survive the early melee of the mythical era," Hao Ren shook his head and sighed, "What a sin."