Fate was awe-inspiring because it was elusive.
The demon hunters, whose mission was to hunt the otherworldlings, had a vampire sage. Now regarded as a scourge by various supernatural races, they were once a conservative and cautious race. The Godslayer had turned the demon hunters' hostile instinct into a more powerful killing instinct and changed their way of thinking semi-permanently. Coldpath had brought them peace and prosperity, but it was also a cage that had imprisoned them for 6,000 years.
And the one who knew all these secrets was the original guardian giant, Ymir.
"The hostile instinct between the various races is not terrible. It will only make the races fight each other. This is a kind of blind and chaotic hatred, without logic and purpose. It can make the races consume each other for a long time, but like the food chain in nature, it will not really destroy the entire otherworldling race," Ymir said while everyone was deep in thought. As a former guardian giant, even though he had lost his memory due to the Sin of the Divine Blood when he crossed the Wall of Reality, he still retained his sanity and wisdom that were stronger than other races. Therefore, he could see through many things in this long period of time. "The most terrible thing that happened to the demon hunters was that the Dark Sword had transformed their killing instinct, turning an illogical and chaotic impulse into a mission with a clear goal and made all the demon hunters believe in this' noble mission. ' Superficial mind control is not terrible. What's terrible is the change in worldview and way of thinking. With a clear goal and great power, the demon hunters became unstoppable. "
"The first Woe of Madness … Although it seemed that I had stopped it in the end, the harm it had caused had already spread," Vivian's voice was a little dull. "And it had 'killed' my name and completely erased my existence from the demon hunter community."
"But now you can say these things," Hao Ren looked at Ymir and suddenly realized something. "In other words, this' prohibition 'has failed?"
"You have finally ended the Woe of Madness," Ymir said, blinking his eyelids in affirmation. "Its influence has subsided. I can feel that the dark force that has enveloped this space for thousands of years has been swept away. Unfortunately, the twelve sages are dead, and the old demon hunters who knew about it are basically gone. Only an outsider like me can tell you this ancient story. "
Hao Ren frowned in thought. Ymir's story sounded reasonable, but there were still many problems that he did not understand. He scratched his chin and said, "Although the twelve sages can't say Vivian's name, they still know her, right? Then why didn't the sages stop her from fighting with the demon hunters every few days for thousands of years? At least they should have given her some special treatment. "
"I think there are quite a lot of special treatment." Vivian laughed a little awkwardly. "The demon hunters rarely take the initiative to trouble me. In fact, they have been avoiding me for the past thousands of years. Now that I think about it, I was there when Mount Olympus collapsed, I was there when Yggdrasil disintegrated, and I was even closer when Horus was blasted down by three big fireballs. But in the end, no one came to trouble me."
"Yes, the sages can't tell your story, but they can remind the young demon hunters not to trouble you," Ymir said with a smile. "Although the effect is limited, you have been attacked less often than other otherworldlings."
"Well, let's skip this part. Let's talk about the Woe of Madness you mentioned." Vivian waved her hand. "From what you said earlier, you already knew that the deicidal … Dark Sword would go out of control again? You even knew that I would come? "
"This is what you left behind," Ymir said helplessly. "After you stopped the ritual and barely restored the sages' sanity, you had a last discussion with the sages before the curse of the sword took effect. You knew that the power of the sword had dissipated, and it wouldn't dissipate for thousands of years. You couldn't destroy that evil weapon, so you decided to seal the sword of darkness. When its power weakened, you would find a way to destroy it, or continue to seal it. But Beetholis foretold a dark future: he found that the sword would inevitably go out of control and eventually devour the minds of all the sages. Beetholis's prophetic ability had its limits. He could only see some fragmented fragments, but there was no way to change it.
"In the end, the sages, who had put life and death aside, decided to accept this future. But to leave a glimmer of hope, and also out of confidence in your strength, you left a memory crystal to Beetholis and said that you would come back one day to clean up the mess. In this way, even if you lost your memory in the future, as long as you saw the bloodstone again, you would come back to finish your unfinished work. "
Vivian thought for a moment and said, "And this also bypassed the curse of the sword. Even if the sages could not tell the truth, they could still let their men hand over the bloodstone to me. It was just that they could not explain to their compatriots why they did so. "
Ymir lowered his eyes and said, "That's all."
"Wait a minute, I have a question!" Lily suddenly raised her hand and jumped out. "Since the twelve sages know that the Dark Sword is an evil thing, why did they still hold this ceremony!? Isn't this a death wish? "
"They underestimated the corruption of the mind of the Dark Sword," Ymir sighed. "For thousands of years, the voice of the sword has been whispering in the minds of all the demon hunters, affecting the minds of the guards in a way that they themselves are not aware of. Unknowingly, the twelve sages have been corrupted, and even I have not escaped its influence. This is the truth that Beetholis did not see in the illusion: the Dark Sword does get out of control, but it is released by the sages themselves. "
Hao Ren finally understood everything.
All the unreasonable actions of the demon hunters, the slow and passive response of the twelve sages, knowing the truth of the past, and the reason why they let the 'hunting' be a suspicious impulse, suddenly had an explanation.
Even a guardian giant like Ymir could not resist the whispers of the Godslayer. He could not even detect these whispers.
Fortunately, when the Dark Sword was truly sealed, at least Ymir woke up and was able to tell the truth to everyone.
Ymir was brought to the Netherrealm Clock Tower after the Twilight of the Gods. At that time, thousands of years had passed since the first Woe of Madness. But through the unique mental power of the guardian giants, he dug out the truth from the minds of the twelve sages.
"It's hard to do anything under the influence of the whispers, but we have done our best to fight back," Ymir said with a faint smile. "We can't go against the shackles of the mind, but we can make some arrangements within the rules. Beetholis sent out the bloodstone, and the others did their best to prevent the most corrupted Council of Elders from leaving Coldpath. And I, with the help of the ritual of memory inheritance, cultivated Claude as a messenger and spokesperson at the critical moment. "
Ymir's story finally ended. He left the rest of the time to Vivian and Vivian's friends, letting them slowly sort out and digest the incredible truth.
"Do you think these stories are true?" After a long time, Hao Ren whispered to Vivian.
"There's no way to prove that they are false," Vivian said, shaking her head with a wry smile. "All the incidents correspond, and there are reasonable reasons for the suspicious parts. Of course, there are still many unexplained details in the story, but the six thousand years and the mental corruption of the Godslayer can explain everything. In general, I'm inclined to believe it. "
"But I can't believe you did such a big thing back then." Hao Ren could not help but look at Vivian with a strange look. Although he knew that she had lived for ten thousand years, he did not expect that the gentle Vivian would have such an earth-shattering past.
"Big thing …" Vivian's voice was a little shaky. "I'm a little scared. After six thousand years, my power has declined too much, and losing my memory is a big problem. If I wasn't with you this time, I would have been lured to Coldpath by the bloodstone. The consequences would have been unimaginable. "
Hao Ren gave her a sideways glance. "Then why did you take such a big job back then?"
"I thought I had a big advantage back then," Vivian said, a little embarrassed. "And according to the memory loss, I think I was about to enter a new round of hibernation. You know, I tend to get excited before going to sleep."
Hao Ren was speechless.
After a moment of silence, Ymir suddenly broke the silence when he saw that everyone was almost done. "The records of the Fourteenth Sage, as well as the historical materials of the early excavation of the ruins of Coldpath, are kept in the room behind me. Old friend, I think you must be very interested in them. "
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