Chapter 185 The Truth Behind the Sword

To be honest, this was the most heartfelt, genuine, and persuasive "heart stab" Hao Ren had ever heard. When Leah said the words "heart stab," her tone even trembled a little, making him feel a sympathetic pain…

However, Hao Ren wasn't joking with her—although his suggestion sounded like he was teasing her: "You can find a way to exclude yourself, I just want to see every detail of that scene back then… I don't know why, but I feel like I'm missing something…"

Noticing the unusually serious expression on Hao Ren's face, Leah also restrained her resentment: "Missing something? What do you mean?"

"My vision was limited at the time," Hao Ren pointed to his eyes. "I could only see what I could see from my own first-person perspective, but I think something else must have happened around me… That god-slaying event couldn't have been that simple, could it? Like I said just now, facing the impact of divine punishment, complete annihilation of the soul is a light consequence, but I actually reincarnated on Earth. Not only was I not destroyed by divine punishment, but it was as if I was being protected!"

Leah understood Hao Ren's meaning: a soul in the Dream Plane, after death, had to "reincarnate" on Earth, which required crossing the Wall of Reality. Under normal circumstances, even a demigod couldn't easily do this, but a soul destroyed by divine punishment managed to do it. This could only mean one thing… some external force was protecting this soul and "pushing" it to the surface world.

"So far, all the aliens who have ‘crossed over’ from the Dream Plane to Earth have one thing in common," Hao Ren said slowly, stroking his chin. "They were all sent over by you. Or… in the entire Dream Plane, you are the only one who can send people across the Wall of Reality."

Leah's eyes widened: the amount of information contained in Hao Ren's words was simply enormous!

"If that's the case…" Leah said softly, almost to herself, "You stabbed me with a sword, and then I specifically preserved your soul, and used my last strength to send you to the neighboring universe before I died…"

Hao Ren looked into Leah's eyes: "Do you really have no memory of what you were thinking at the time?"

Leah frowned and tried hard to think, then shook her head gently: "No, I can't remember… that sword wasn't just a physical blow, my soul and memory also suffered great damage, especially the memories related to that sword are as blurry as if they were behind a fog. In fact, if I hadn't come here in person and experienced it again, I wouldn't even remember where that sword was stabbed."

Hao Ren thought for a while: "So we'll just do as I suggested, let's go back and take a look…"

Leah's small face was almost twisted into a knot. The dignified goddess of creation felt the greatest entanglement in her life… her god-life at this moment, but after hesitating for a moment, she finally made up her mind: "Then… shall we go back and take a look?"

"Remember to exclude the two of us," Hao Ren quickly reminded her. "Can you take back your divine word?"

"Of course!" Leah glared at Hao Ren. "Once I messed up is enough!"

As she spoke, she tiptoed and gently tapped Hao Ren's chest with her finger, and then drew a shining pale golden rune on herself to undo the previous effect of the divine word of "returning to their places". Then she gently clapped her hands: "Rewind."

As the voice fell, everything in the entire hall began to rapidly "rewind" as if being played in reverse.

The collapsed pillars and arches flew back to their original positions, the raging flames subsided, and two figures suddenly appeared out of thin air in the temple, one was the goddess of creation, and the other was the god-slayer in gold and red armor.

And Hao Ren and Leah themselves stood not far away from a bystander's perspective, watching this scene that they had originally staged as if they were watching a stage play.

"This feeling is really weird…" Hao Ren couldn't help but mutter, "Why is there a sense of inexplicable shame?"

"Me too," Leah also muttered, "Watching myself ‘die’ again… although I'm not really dead, it's still so strange."

Hao Ren frowned as he looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Can't we remove the mist covering them?"

Leah immediately slapped her forehead: "Oh, right, this is the mist left by the information disturbance of the Golden Disk. I can just manually fix it."

As her voice fell, the mist and light that shrouded the god-slayer and the goddess, making it impossible to see their true faces clearly, disappeared instantly. Hao Ren took a serious look at it from the side and said in a deep voice: "Was I actually more handsome than Sanba in my past life?"

"Don't be smug, it's all a face adjusted by genes, whether it's pretty or not completely depends on the face-pinching technique," Leah curled her lips. "And look at the taste of your dressing in your past life, all golden and engraved with a bunch of ghost symbols on the armor, don't you feel embarrassed looking at it yourself?"

Hao Ren was speechless, and at this time, the rewound time began to flow normally again.

The sound of fighting echoed from the depths of the palace, and the entire hall began to shake violently. The dome and pillars collapsed one after another, and flames rose from all directions. In this crumbling temple, the god-slayer walked step by step towards the goddess of creation standing on the altar.

The goddess of creation pursed her lips, and there was no fear or anger on her face. She just waited there quietly, as if she was facing something that had nothing to do with her.

Leah stood a few meters away and commented: "Look how indifferent my expression was back then—I admire my own calmness."

"…Is it appropriate to praise yourself like that? I'm telling you, when I first saw this scene, I was intimidated by your temperament. Don't ruin the little good impression I managed to leave behind…"

"Tsk, I usually pay attention to my image, after all, I have to set an example for the children—I'm just relaxing here… Ah, he raised the sword!"

"He's going to do it, he's going to do it…" Hao Ren stared nervously at what was happening in front of him, not letting go of any details. "He's aiming… he's stabbing, he's stabbing!"

"Ooh—" Watching the goddess of creation in the illusion being stabbed in the heart with a sword, Leah couldn't help but cover her chest, which frightened Hao Ren beside her: "What's wrong? Didn't you already separate…"

Leah covered her chest: "Phantom pain…"

Hao Ren: "…"

"You were such a bastard in your past life, you even killed a loli!" Leah glared at Hao Ren, but there was obviously no real anger in her tone.

Hao Ren shrugged: "It's too early to say that now. If I didn't see it wrong just now… there was indeed a problem with the god-slaying sword back then."

Leah was stunned: "Did you really see something?"

"Rewind a little more," Hao Ren nodded. "Just go back to when I first stabbed you to death…"

A vein popped out on Leah's forehead: "Vivian was right, you really are annoying sometimes!"

Hao Ren: "…I spoke too fast, I spoke too fast."

Although she complained a few times, Leah still rewound the time here according to Hao Ren's request, and replayed the scene of the god-slaying moment again.

This time, she even performed slow motion and paragraph looping…

"I feel like my mental damage is extremely serious. If I play it two more times, I really won't do my homework today," Leah said with a lifeless expression. "So what did you see?"

"Stop right here!" Hao Ren had been staring intently at the illusion in front of him since just now, and suddenly shouted at this time, "Yes, stop right here… Take a look, you're smiling!"

Leah stopped the time here, and at this moment, the goddess of creation, who was seriously injured by the god-slaying sword, was slowly falling down. Her figure was static in the air, and the expression on her face was indeed as Hao Ren said: with a slight smile.

A smile that was even a little strange.

Even Leah herself was stunned when she saw this smile, because she had no memory of it at all. After a brief moment of daze, she woke up and said uncertainly: "Perhaps… it was a relief? After all, I planned this myself, and then it finally developed according to the plan…"

"But it's not just you who's smiling," Hao Ren said with a gloomy face, raising his hand and pointing to the god-slayer, "Look at ‘my’ expression."

Leah followed the direction of his finger and her expression changed slightly: she saw a smile.

On the face of the god-slayer, there was almost the same smile as "the former her."

That tacit smile was like the smile that two people would show after working hard together to achieve a goal, with mutual congratulations and gratification.

Translated, it means "plan complete."

"There's definitely something wrong with these two people," Leah walked back and forth between the two static figures, looking left and right, and then said with a serious face, "This is the first time I've seen a murderer and a victim smile at each other with this kind of expression."

"What do you mean by these two people, aren't these us?" Hao Ren glanced at Leah, "Now it's obvious, although the god-slayer clan from top to bottom was used as a gun by both sides with their brains in a paste, but at least one person inside…"

As he spoke, he looked at his "previous life" projection.

"Understood what was happening."

"We must have planned something back then—you and I, we had a plan between us," Leah said in a low voice, "Looking at this scene, the god-slaying sword should be the last link in this plan."

The "God-Slaying War" itself was a meticulous plan from the beginning, the result of the goddess of creation and the Lord of Madness working together, so Hao Ren and Leah had no doubts about this war, but at the last moment of this war, the act of the god-slayer stabbing the sword itself clearly had a deeper, another goal.

And this goal was probably the real goal hidden under layers of fog, disguise, and misdirection.

Hao Ren quietly looked at the tacit and hidden smile between the god-slayer and the goddess of creation static in the air, and then looked at the god-slaying sword that he had casually stuck on the ground before.

He suddenly vaguely guessed the truth behind it all.

"Perhaps… we were just creating a weapon."