Hao Ren had seen many otherworldlings on Earth — werewolves, vampires, shadelings, descendants of the gods, and demon hunters. But Ymir was definitely the most unique of these otherworldlings. This huge head belonged to a guardian giant, a demigod servant created by the goddess of creation. Originally, he was responsible for supervising the mortal races in the Plane of Dreams. Why would such a guardian giant wander on Earth?
Hao Ren vaguely felt that if he could uncover the truth of Ymir's arrival on Earth, he would be able to figure out how the otherworldlings on Earth crossed over.
A demigod guardian was unlikely to be blasted here like other otherworldlings. Perhaps he had some kind of mission?
Ymir looked a little confused when he heard Hao Ren's question. "Where? You mean the Fountain of Wisdom? Oh, I didn't expect you to be interested in it. It disappeared thousands of years ago with the collapse of the dimensional chain of Yggdrasil. "
"I'm not talking about this," Hao Ren said, waving his hand. "Where do you think the various supernatural races on Earth came from?"
The expression on Ymir's face quickly became serious.
The old giant realized that the man in front of him was somewhat different from the shallow juniors he had met before. This human had raised a rather fundamental question.
"Some scholars among the demon hunters have studied these things," Ymir said, weighing his words. "Odin has also thought about these things. He's a smart guy. These people's research has not come to a conclusion. But since you specifically asked this question, I think you should at least think that we are not native to this planet. "
Hao Ren carefully observed the changes in Ymir's expression. He exhaled and said, "It seems that you, like others, don't remember the things in the other world. Maybe … this is a good thing for you. "
"What do you mean?" Ymir asked.
"Because it's not a good memory," Hao Ren said, shaking his head. "Do you know what news Hasse brought back from the territory of Ancattero?"
Ymir's brows knit together slightly. "It is said that he solved the secret of the innate hostility of various races and the evidence that the demon hunters were controlled by the killing instinct for a long time. It can be said that the second Woe of Madness started after he returned from Ancattero. The news he brought back stimulated the sages who had been seriously affected by the dark sword. The balance was broken, and the dark side of the sages broke out. "
Hao Ren nodded and roughly understood Ymir's understanding of the truth. It seemed that Hasse had not had time to reveal the whole truth of the Sin of the Divine Blood, and Ymir's information was incomplete. The old giant only knew that the truth of the innate hostility had been revealed, but he did not know the story behind it.
Hao Ren thought for a moment and had a plan in mind. He nodded to Ymir and said, "Then let's deal with the mess left by the civil war first. When everything is settled, Vivian and I have something to tell you. "
"Looks like you're trying to give me a 'warning shot'?" The corner of Ymir's mouth curled up slightly as he uttered a buzzword. Though he was trapped in the tower, he knew the changes in the outside world very well. "I can feel it … I'm afraid it's not a good thing," Ymir said.
"Maybe this will completely end the peaceful life you want," Vivian said truthfully. "But it will also give you a chance to meet your compatriots. Yes, you should have guessed it. We know where the supernatural races on Earth come from, including the news of your hometown and compatriots. In return for the precious truth you told us, we will tell you these things. "
"Compatriots …" Ymir's eyes changed slightly, and then he slowly lowered his eyelids. "I see. Then I will wait for you."
Over the next few days, order in Coldpath began to gradually restore, and the statistics and closure of the civil war were also in full swing.
When the power of the Godslayer dissipated, the shadow that had shrouded this alien dimension for thousands of years finally faded. As expected, the surviving members of the Council of Elders began to gradually recover their sanity, and the most severely affected commander gradually recovered. With reference to the process of Claude's recovery, Lanina organized the great magicians of the demon king's army to stimulate the affected soldiers of the Council of Elders to greatly speed up their recovery.
The Netherrealm Clock Tower, which was once distorted into an alien dimension, also returned to its normal appearance within a few days. The space-time structure of the tower gradually stabilized, and the disappeared floors and rooms also returned. The follow-up investigation team found many demon hunters who had been trapped for a long time in those areas. Fortunately, except for extreme weakness, these demon hunters were not seriously injured.
The additional buildings in the Netherrealm Clock Tower had returned to the gap of space and time. Before these areas disappeared, Teuton only had time to draw a rough map of these areas. Perhaps this work could help the demon hunters figure out the structure of the space-time tower.
Although the Netherrealm Clock Tower was dangerous and unpredictable compared to the other ruins in Coldpath, the demon hunters still regarded it as a sacred place. They could not give up the tower.
Along with the recovery of the Netherrealm Clock Tower were the demon hunters who had been trapped in the tower and turned into the walking dead. Their recovery might be the most exciting news for other demon hunters. At least in this terrible and difficult situation, it was good news enough to stabilize people's hearts.
The remaining leaders of the Council of Elders, the elders of the foreign affairs demon hunters, and the personal disciples and attendants trained by the twelve sages — these were the elite teams and potential groups of the demon hunters. They were all trapped in the Netherrealm Clock Tower during the civil war in Coldpath, the second Woe of Madness, so they were lucky enough to survive the disaster. Now these respected people who had just recovered were trying to get rid of the influence of the dark whispers in their minds and start to understand the situation and rebuild order. Now that the sages were wiped out and the Council of Elders was dead, these elders and masters who had been put together temporarily had to reorganize a management team as soon as possible. Otherwise, the disaster was not really over.
Fortunately, they did a good job. After all, those who could get to this position were not mediocre. Even Hasse, a combative elder who had accumulated considerable wisdom through thousands of years of experience, and with the help of the survivors of the Council of Elders, everything went smoothly.
Hao Ren and the others had been staying in Coldpath for the past few days to help the demon hunters deal with the aftermath.
A large temple floating dozens of kilometers below the Netherrealm Clock Tower was used as a temporary dispatch center and transit station for large forces. The temple had suffered the least damage in the previous battle, so it was the first to recover.
The huge square in front of the temple became the place where the demon king's army was stationed. Hao Ren and Lanina stood on a high platform at the entrance of the temple, looking at the Ethereal technicians who were setting up demonic radio towers on the edge of the square. "After these radio towers are set up, there will be wifi in the station."
Hao Ren was speechless.
You must not have forgotten that the demon king's army came to Earth through an unstable spatial rift.
You must not have forgotten that Hao Ren opened the rift with a one-time explosion.
Since the one-time portal had been blown up, the demon king's army had to stay on Earth for a while. Hao Ren certainly could not let them go to the human world to cause trouble, so he let the army stay in Coldpath. The demon king's army had no objection to this arrangement. After learning that they might stay for as long as half a month, they began to prepare for such a long stay. The humans and demon guards set up camps in several larger building complexes, while the Ethereal technicians took out various high-tech gadgets that the demon king's army had invented. The wifi that Lanina mentioned was one of them.
The demon hunters also had no objection to this arrangement. They had just survived the crisis with the help of the demon king's army. At this time, their relationship with the demon king's army was in a state of + 99. They naturally welcomed the alien visitors to stay for a while. Moreover, the demon king's army was also helping to restore the internal order of Coldpath, which was exactly what the demon hunters wanted.
"War …" Hao Ren suddenly whispered as he looked at the noisy soldiers in the square. "It's all thanks to you this time."
Lanina's slender succubus tail twirled twice in the air as she looked at Hao Ren with a smile. "There's nothing to lose. We fight for our king, regardless of the antecedents and consequences. The king's order is the only reason for us to die. And we are soldiers, soldiers who have fought all over the world. We are here to fight, and it doesn't matter who we fight with. "
Lanina paused for a moment. "And aside from these two points, you are still the lord of Aerym, and we are your subjects. It's natural for the subjects to join the army. We have to pay something for your protection. It is said that the elves have helped you a lot, so we have to do something too."
"As a demon …" Hao Ren looked at the succubus next to him, a little dumbfounded. "You really have the right outlook."
Lanina shrugged. "As a demon, my worldview is actually quite skewed."
The corner of Hao Ren's mouth twitched, and he quietly looked away from Lanina's face: this sister has her own personality. She was cold, but after all, she was a high-ranking succubus. It was better not to stare at her. It was too easy to lose control.
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