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Chapter 1030

Words:2012Update:22/06/26 10:09:55

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The events in Coldpath were full of twists and turns.

A simple civil war among the demon hunters could involve so many ancient secrets. Hao Ren, to be honest, was a little numb to it. The palace left behind by the goddess of creation, the discovery of the Godslayer, and the amazing connection between Vivian and the Demon Hunter Order were enough for Hao Ren to write an 800-word report when he got back. He also had to rebuild his worldview with the demons at home. So when Ymir mentioned the ancient materials, he was very calm. He had already heard the scary story, so he was not afraid to read it again.

Of course, although he was calm, he was still looking forward to those ancient scrolls. After all, the scrolls not only recorded Vivian's experience 6,000 years ago, but also the demon hunters' early excavation of Coldpath. After Hao Ren confirmed that Coldpath was the ruins of the goddess' palace, these materials had become the most precious thing to him.

Ymir closed his eyes slightly, and mysterious ancient runes began to appear around his huge head. These runes flowed in the air and suddenly floated to the wall behind the altar and formed the shape of a door on the wall. When the door slowly opened, a deeper secret chamber was exposed.

"That secret chamber was the place where the first sage once lived in seclusion," Ymir's voice rang in everyone's mind. "After being seriously injured by Vivian, she still managed to survive for a few years. At that time, the special curse of the Dark Sword had begun to take effect. The sages found out about Vivian. All the scrolls, slates, and artifacts of Ancestor became unreadable, so they thought that this was proof that your power had caused serious damage to the Dark Sword. The sword was afraid of your power and wanted to eliminate your influence at all costs. So after some discussion, the sages collected all the things related to you and sealed them in this secret chamber. In the last few years of the first sage's life, she constantly used all her power to bless and strengthen these scrolls and artifacts.

"In the end, the First Sage was on her last legs. She had people seal the secret chamber from the outside and left her last words: Only when the person whose name should not be mentioned came to eradicate the shadow entrenched in the Holy Land could the door be opened. Later, the demon hunters brought me to this tower. It took me a thousand years to gain their trust. Finally, I was placed here to guard the secret chamber. "

As Hao Ren was about to walk into the secret chamber, he suddenly became curious. "I'm curious about one thing. How did you gain the trust of the demon hunters?"

Ymir had a respectable ancient wisdom. Even the demon hunters sometimes needed to turn to him for help. But other than that, the guardian giant was still an anomaly in the eyes of the demon hunters. Hao Ren could imagine that when the Norse gods had just fallen, ordinary demon hunters must have confused Ymir and Odin together. The fanatical demon hunters could not tell the difference between the two.

"It was not easy to gain their trust. At first, they wanted to kill me," Ymir said calmly. "But they did not do it immediately. They wanted to get some ancient knowledge from me first. So I stayed in the Netherrealm Clock Tower for a long time until I was controlled by the whispers of the dark sword like them. I think it was because of this that they were no longer hostile to me. "

After the other party was also controlled by the whispers, the demon hunters were no longer suspicious and hostile to Ymir?

Hao Ren nodded slightly. He had a deeper understanding of the power of the Godslayer: the sword seemed to be looking for servants. As long as they were controlled by it, they would be forcibly assigned to the same camp.

Led by Claude, they walked into the secret chamber behind Ymir.

In addition to being spacious enough, the furnishings in the chamber were simple and plain.

There was a stone bed, a set of stone tables and stone stools in the room. These were all the personal furniture used by the first sage in her daily life. The bedding on the stone bed had long since decayed into ashes, and on the stone table, there were some ancient tools that were hard to determine their function. Thick dust had accumulated on the furniture, completely covering its original color and edges.

Apart from that, there were large shelves arranged neatly along the walls of the secret chamber.

The huge, quaint wooden shelves were full of things, including original hand-written scrolls, thick and bulky enchanted slates, and equipment and sacred objects from 6,000 years ago, which were completely different from those used by the demon hunters today. These ancient objects were all covered with a thick layer of dust, but they were still intact under the protection of magic. Some of the objects with special magic power were still glowing like fireflies in the dark.

White Flame and Teuton could not help but sigh softly when they saw these things. When Ymir was telling the ancient stories, the two demon hunters were in a state of shock. But now, they seemed to have recovered from the shock. White Flame covered her chest. "These are the relics of the first sage."

Teuton looked at Vivian. As if to avoid Ymir's attention, he lowered his voice and said, "I still have reservations about those stories."

"It's human nature," Vivian nodded lightly. "To be honest, I also have reservations. Ymir may not be lying, but he probably doesn't know everything. "

Teuton did not answer. He just shook his head with a complicated expression. Apparently, he did not know what to say at this time.

"These things are well preserved," Vivian said as she came to the old bookshelves and took a scroll from them. The dust that had accumulated for six thousand years flew into the air and was blown away by her hand. "… Records of the early pioneering of Coldpath."

Hao Ren took out the MDT and said, "Scan and keep a file."

These things were priceless. Not only were they of great research value to Hao Ren, but they were also precious relics of the demon hunters. So he did not intend to seize these things by force. The scanning function of the MDT was enough to preserve all the details of these relics for research.

While Vivian and Hao Ren were browsing through the ancient books, Lily soon lost her patience. She walked around the furniture used by the First Sage and curiously fiddled with the strange gadgets on the table.

As she fiddled with the antique utensils, her face gradually took on a thoughtful expression.

"After the end of the first Woe of Madness, these scrolls were affected by a mysterious power," Claude said in a low voice as he carefully flipped through the books beside Hao Ren and Vivian. "Only the sages can read the words on them. Ordinary people will have a splitting headache when they read these scrolls, and it's difficult to read them. Until now, there were still people who found unreadable ancient books in the library from time to time. Except for a small number of books that were truly forbidden, most of them were because of the records of Vivian Mandala. The name of Ancestor, or the deeds of the Fourteenth Sage. But the important scrolls have been sealed in this secret chamber. Most of the things found outside are of little importance. "

Not far away, Lily listened to Claude and Hao Ren discussing these old stories. She was so bored that she yawned. She swept the stone bed of the First Sage with her tail, probably cleaned the dust, and then sat down. This time, tears almost came out of her eyes.

The weary husky maiden let out a long yawn again, and this time, she was on the verge of tears.

In a state of drowsiness and yawning, she saw a petite female figure suddenly appear at the door out of thin air. The figure walked in casually and walked around the secret chamber.

"Who are you?" Lily asked curiously.

"Who are you talking to?" Y 'zaks looked back curiously.

Lily pointed in an empty direction. "Isn't there a … Eh? Where is she? "

There was no one at the place where she pointed.

"Ugh, I'm probably sleepy!" Lily patted her head in embarrassment and jumped down from the stone bed. She then squatted down and patted a spot on the stone bed. After a few pats, she opened a secret compartment that no one had found before. She reached into the secret compartment and only grabbed a handful of black debris. "Oh, how did my snack become like this?"

The secret chamber was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was stunned at Lily's action. Claude could not help but blurt out, "How did you know there was a compartment there?"

"Ah? This is my design. Of course, I know. "Lily's face flashed a trace of confusion, but she still answered subconsciously. Then she went straight to the stone table and sat down. While skillfully tidying up the things on the table, she shouted to the outside," Fingal! Bring me my magic crystal! By the way, tell Beetholis, why is it so dirty today? "

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