The female voice was hollow and ethereal, and it was not the first time they had heard her voice. Hao Ren turned around and saw a woman in white standing less than five meters behind him. She was wearing the long dress of an upper-class woman more than two centuries ago. Her light brown curly hair was tied up in a bun, and two strands of hair dangled from behind her ears to her chest. She looked noble and dignified, just like what he had seen in the portrait.
Hao Ren's eyes lingered on the woman for a moment. The edge of the woman's body was slightly trembling and translucent. Just like the information he had before, she was a ghost.
There was no doubt that she was the ghost who had warned them many times before.
"You are finally willing to show up?" Hao Ren looked at the woman not far away. "I thought you were going to stay on the sidelines."
"It's not that I've finally shown up, but that you've finally come to my place," the undead woman said with an indifferent expression. Her voice was ethereal. "I didn't expect you to really find this place. Very few people can reach this level of space … Who are you people?"
Hao Ren could not help but think of the little Malevolence in the can. He still remembered that the space was deflected after the little Malevolence suddenly made a scene, and they were able to enter the second level. It was difficult to explain how a weak Malevolence could have this ability, but it seemed to have something to do with the little guy.
But he could not explain it to the ghost in front of him. He just nodded. "We have our own way."
The ghost woman did not seem to be interested in this question. She looked curiously at Hao Ren and the others. "Why are you here? I can feel that all of you have a strong goal, but it's not treasure, nor is it magical knowledge, nor is it pure curiosity … Many people have come here, and they are after nothing more than these three things. What are you after? "
"We are looking for Hercules," Hesperides stepped forward. "We are looking for the divine artifact he took away."
"Ah, the worst answer of all," the ghost woman sighed. "You are looking for the most dangerous thing, and there are people who are looking for that thing."
Hao Ren waved his hand to interrupt the ghost. "Wait a minute, you'd better not jump to conclusions. First, figure out who we are. The one who just spoke, she is one of the survivors of the Olympian family, Hesperides."
"The Olympian race?" The expression on the ghost woman's face seemed to have changed. "Why, why would the survivors of Olympus suddenly come out to look for Hercules and the divine artifact?"
"Not me, but my friend," Hesperides said, pointing to Vivian. "Do you know who she is?"
The ghost woman looked at Vivian for a while and shook her head gently. "I don't know. Even if I did know her before. Ah, I have been dead for more than two centuries, and there is not much I can remember now."
"Vivian? Ancestor, the most ancient otherworldling, you should still remember these, "Vivian said faintly, her aura of an elder slowly spreading." The divine artifact of Hercules … Now I suspect that it has stolen part of my power. I found the record of the divine artifact in the files of the demon hunters and tracked it down. But now it seems that this matter is more complicated than I thought. "
"The Countess of the Crimson Moon?" The ghost woman was impressed by the well-known name. "You said you found the record in the files of the demon hunters … How is that possible? The information should be in Coldpath … "
Hao Ren cleared his throat. "Ahem, we have been to Coldpath more than once. The outside world has been turned upside down. The war between the demon hunters and the otherworldlings has just ended. We have found the source of the innate hostility and killing instinct and have completely lifted the 'curse'. Ah, now is not the time to talk about this. If you are interested, we can explain it later. Now tell us about this place … "
"No, tell me about the changes outside first." The ghost woman suddenly got up and floated less than a meter in front of Hao Ren. Her face was as cold as ice. "What you said sounds like a fantasy to me, which makes me even more reluctant to trust you. You are getting close to a dangerous secret. I don't know if you are courting death or you have a well-thought-out plan. So convince me, let me believe you! "
The stubbornness and moodiness of the undead were well known. Hao Ren also knew that if he wanted to understand the situation here, he had to gain the trust of the female undead in front of him. So he did not shirk the responsibility. He sighed and began to explain who they were, as well as the current situation between the demon hunters and the otherworldlings. He focused on his adventure in Coldpath, which was a great source of persuasion.
Of course, he kept some secrets that were not suitable for outsiders.
The whole process lasted nearly an hour as the ghost woman interrupted him from time to time to ask questions. In the end, when Hao Ren finished talking about the establishment of the Shadow Council and the situation in Coldpath, the ghost woman finally stopped asking questions.
"The world has been turned upside down …" the ghost woman sighed softly. "If I hadn't experienced something similar myself, I wouldn't have believed that the killing instinct is a shackle that can be removed. But your understanding of Coldpath cannot be faked. The scene in the Netherrealm Clock Tower is hard to imagine unless you have experienced it yourself. So, I am willing to believe you. Fifty percent. "
Hao Ren breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that a fifty percent chance was good enough. He had not told anyone about the First Sage's reincarnation as a husky, and the Thirteenth Sage, who was the ancestor of the vampire next to him. It would be more troublesome if he told anyone about these two things, because any demon hunter who had not experienced the Battle of Coldpath would not believe it. So, it was better to keep it to himself for the time being instead of wasting his breath.
Because of this, he had pressed Lily's head back three times in a row. The dog maiden had been trying to interject just now. She really wanted Lily to come and pay her respects to the former emperor.
"My name is Hathaway," the ghost woman finally said her name, which was a signal that she was willing to cooperate. "If you have any questions, ask away. I have a lot of time here."
Vivian was the first to speak. "Why did the demon hunters get along with the otherworldlings? Did your killing instinct and the innate hostility of Hercules disappear? Is it really the power of the divine artifact? "
"It seems that you really don't know about the divine artifact," Hathaway said, looking into Vivian's eyes. Perhaps because she had seen through everything after death, she was not as nervous and restrained as ordinary young demon hunters or otherworldlings when she faced Vivian. "You only know that it has your power, but you don't know that it contains a secret far more profound than your power. We were originally a team responsible for hunting Hercules. There were twelve of us. On the west side of France, we set a trap and fought with Hercules, who had the divine artifact, for ten days and nights. In the course of that battle, the hostility between us disappeared. Master Mohabben was the first to discover the strange situation, and he happened to have some understanding of the research on the killing instinct within the church. There is no need to elaborate on the details. In short, in the end, we signed a truce with Hercules. "
Hao Ren thought of the information he got from White Flame. "Ah, I remember. I have seen records about you in the demon hunter files. During the last hunt for Hercules, twelve demon hunters were missing. They were suspected to have perished together with the target. Is that you? Did you fake it? "
Hathaway nodded silently in acknowledgment.
Hesperides asked, "Because you knew that you would become a heretic if you returned to the church, and you were unwilling to continue hunting the otherworldlings even though you knew that there was a problem with your killing instincts, so you chose to defect?"
"We did not betray the church," Hathaway said. She attached great importance to this issue. "We just hid our identities and used our own methods to find the truth."
"Well, let's not talk about this issue. After all, the demon hunter order two centuries ago was different from the modern one. At that time, not having the killing instinct was a big deal," Hao Ren said, waving his hand. "Let's get back to the divine artifact. I want to know what it is, what is hidden in it, and what have you done to this place?"
"We built a prison to imprison a crazy King of Nightmares." Hathaway turned her head and looked at the narrow window, which was in the direction of the village. "You may have seen its surface form in the real world, but here, this is the real location of the prison. As for the divine artifact, it's a long story. The core of that thing is not even created by the Olympian gods themselves. They just stole it from an older, more powerful existence. "
As Hathaway spoke, she glanced at Vivian. "Not from your hands."
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