Chapter 1 A New Home and Other Truths

Hao Ren and Vivian took turns recounting the events that had happened to Hathaway, and Vivian finally made a decision: "That's the situation—I know that strictly following your codex, this would be considered abandoning the organization, but they were indeed justified back then, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was to save the world. Moreover, the matter of the hunting instinct has also been clarified, and many things have become a mess. I don't think you'll pursue any trivial matters of desertion, right?"

Vivian's tone was like a discussion, but her expression clearly meant it was a notice. Of course, Hasu wouldn't be so tactless, and after losing the constraints of the divine blood sin, the stubborn old hunter also became more flexible. He nodded on the spot: "Now that Corpus is being rebuilt, we need anyone who can help."

Bai Huo also chimed in: "After the civil war, the Order conducted several program reflections and lesson summaries. We seriously discussed the ideas of the new generation of demon hunters that have emerged in the last few hundred years, which were originally considered heretical. In the end, the new council accepted almost all new ideas with the highest degree of tolerance. To be honest, some of Hathaway and her friends' ideas are not a problem within the current Demon Hunter Order."

"Did you hear that?" Lily immediately nudged Hathaway's arm gently, "You can go home now with peace of mind!"

The expression on Hathaway's face didn't change much, and the emotions of relaxation and joy only flashed in her eyes for a moment. The female undead who had completed her mission seemed a little listless: "Is that so… That's good, at least I can have a place to settle down."

"You don't seem very happy?" Bai Huo asked curiously.

"No, I'm very happy," Hathaway shook her head, "It's just that I'm not very interested in 'living' anymore. My hometown needs me, which is great. I will do my best to help, but the life of an undead lacks joy, and I haven't had much anticipation for the future for a long time. So please don't mind my indifference, that's how undead are."

Vivian sighed softly: "I see. Ghosts are perhaps the most miserable of all undead… Lacking all desires based on the body, unable to feel anything, unable to enjoy anything, this is the most empty way of life. Perhaps it was a mistake to bring you here…"

Her words immediately turned the atmosphere cold, and the relaxed mood that had been created with great difficulty was about to dissipate. Was it really a good thing to let an empty undead wander in the world for so long? At this moment, even Hao Ren began to doubt whether his decision was inconsiderate.

However, Bai Huo suddenly interrupted. She propped her chin with her hands and looked at Hathaway very seriously: "Friend, have you heard of BiliBili?"

Hathaway: "?"

"Have you heard of Warship Girls? Have you heard of Magic World? Have you heard of Super Time Fortress? Have you heard of Lovelive?"

Hathaway: "?"

Bai Huo spread her hands with a solemn expression, and a holy light rose behind her, as if she were preaching: "The soul will not be lost in the emptiness of the material world, because there are many ways to escape material enjoyment in this world that can guide you forward. Friend, come with me later, and I will show you the truth of the other side of this world…"

Hasu snapped and scattered the light effect behind Bai Huo: "Don't use the Holy Flame in this kind of place!"

At this time, the expression on Hathaway's face had completely turned into ovo, and Hao Ren and his party next to her stared blankly as Bai Huo abducted a pure soul onto a path of no return. Vivian couldn't help but ask Hasu in a low voice: "Is she getting more and more serious?"

Hasu said expressionlessly: "She has always been this serious—it's just that she wasn't familiar with you before, so she was a little reserved."

"Damn it, I always thought she was a recluse expert, the kind who dies after giving the protagonist the mission in the third episode of a TV series," Hao Ren sighed, covering his face, "Why do you only produce such weirdos."

No matter how it happened, Hathaway's matter seemed to have come to a satisfactory conclusion. The bewildered ghost lady was dragged by Bai Huo into a room deep in the Frost Temple. In that indescribable realm full of corrupt spiritual pollution, who knows what Hathaway, this pure little white flower, would be polluted into. But that's another story.

Hao Ren told Hasu the truth about the twelve missing hunters and Hercules's final fate, omitting some details about the artifact and the evil scroll. After helping the demon hunters complete their part of history, he left the Arctic with Vivian and Lily and returned home.

Leaving Lily at home to watch the door, he then rushed to "Heaven" with Vivian to find Raven 12345.

The goddess sister seemed to know that Hao Ren was coming to find her. She had arranged for the arcane servants to greet him at the gate early in the morning. After Hao Ren arrived, he didn't need to report and was taken directly to a terrace on the upper floor of the洋房(yang fang, Western-style house). Raven 12345 was waiting for them here.

This often erratic goddess was leaning against a large, clean white soft couch, playing with a ball of bright arcane energy in her hand. The white decorative pillars around the terrace were hung with veils. The breeze blew, and the veils fluttered. This scene gave rise to an endless sense of mystery and elegance out of thin air.

Looking at the dramatically changed Raven 12345, Hao Ren instinctively felt that this goddess sister was a little abnormal today.

Well, in fact, this goddess is abnormal every day… Maybe she just wants to change her style again.

Just as Hao Ren and Vivian were guessing, Raven 12345 suddenly said: "I felt a moment of distortion in the real world, and I knew that you must have gotten something extraordinary again."

Hao Ren was shocked: The commotion in the forest before had already attracted Raven 12345's attention? Was she referring to the power of that scroll?

What he didn't know was that what attracted the attention of the true god was not how strong the power of the scroll was, but the form of that power: a powerful worldly power, even if it could move mountains and seas, was only mortal power, while a power that could change reality, even if it could only stir up a breeze, was enough to trigger a world-level warning. When he was translating the things on the scroll in the forest, it triggered the second type of warning.

Although in Raven 12345's eyes, that "small celestial phenomenon change" was only a wisp of breeze.

"We went to find the legacy of Olympus," Hao Ren told the goddess sister about his adventure, "And later found that the situation may not be simple. We found two things in total. To be honest, I don't think they are something that an alien family like Olympus can master."

He took out the hazardous material storage box sealing the artifact scepter and the four scrolls that had been transferred to a safe container from his portable space and handed them over to Raven 12345 for inspection.

Before the two sealed containers were opened, an interested expression already appeared on Raven 12345's face.

She first opened the storage box of the artifact scepter. At the moment the storage box was opened, Hao Ren and Vivian became nervous subconsciously: a powerful and evil aura suddenly rushed out of the container, as if a brutal beast trapped in a cage had suddenly escaped. This aura was mixed with black ripples visible to the naked eye and rushed straight into the sky, spreading in all directions in the blink of an eye!

Raven 12345 slapped it down casually: "Calm the hell down!"

Then all the aura was dispelled.

Hao Ren watched the goddess sister show her power with cold sweat and then saw the fragmented scepter lying quietly in the storage box. The crystal at the top of the scepter had been almost completely shattered after several impacts, and the things sealed in the crystal core were revealed. It was a piece of irregular black flake. After fading away all the negative aura, it looked like an unremarkable black crystal. The only characteristic was its extremely profound darkness.

Raven 12345 directly broke the crystal with her bare hands and took out the black fragment.

"What is this thing?" Hao Ren and Vivian asked in unison.

Raven 12345 smiled: "Actually, you are very familiar with it."

As soon as she finished speaking, a faint blue light burst out from her hand, and this light directly shattered a layer of "shell" covering the surface of the black flake. The "shell" fell like dust, revealing the true face underneath.

The irregular black flake was flickering with starlight, and those lights were like stars in the universe, flickering and moving on the black background of the fragments. This scene was indeed quite familiar.

The blade of the Godslayer Sword.

"This is the Godslayer Sword?!" Hao Ren exclaimed subconsciously.

"Strictly speaking, it's just the same material," Raven 12345 smiled, "You have discovered something amazing. This thing… maybe it is the original form of the raw material for casting the Godslayer Sword, or maybe… it is a failed product of casting. The evil power it harbors is probably a part of the original aura of the mastermind behind the dream plane!"

Hao Ren's breathing couldn't help but become rapid.