Had it not been for Hercules, the secret of the true owner of the scepter would have been buried in the depths of history forever.
Because the person who made the scepter had lost her memory of that period. Ninety percent of those who knew about the scepter were killed by the demon hunters, and all written records about the scepter were destroyed in the war. Hercules was the only one who knew the truth.
But what happened to Vivian before and after she made the scepter? What did she know? What was her intention in making the scepter? All these were shrouded in mystery. Judging from Hercules' description, Vivian was in a state of madness before her hibernation, but she still managed to maintain her sanity. She must have sensed it when the core of the scepter fell into the hands of Zeus, so she went to Mount Olympus to make a scene. Every time Vivian went into hibernation, she would take away a lot of her power and knowledge. On the other hand, she would become more powerful and knowledgeable before each hibernation, which meant that she knew the true face of the core of the scepter.
She even knew how to deal with it.
A soft, glass-shattering sound came from nowhere. Then, an unstable wind started to blow, and the grass in the wilderness swayed in the wind. At the end of the horizon, Mount Olympus gradually became blurred.
"It's almost time," Hercules said, looking up at the sky with a relieved look on his face. "I can finally take a break."
Hao Ren's pupils shrank. He knew what Hercules meant by "it's almost time."
But he soon realized that there was no way to save the ancient hero. Hercules' body had been completely distorted by the evil power in the divine artifact. His body was dead, and even his soul was riddled with holes. Hercules was a dead man from spirit to substance. He was now just the carrier of the scepter. In this case, any medical treatment would be meaningless.
But Hao Ren still clung to the last glimmer of hope. "Is there any way to save your soul?"
"It's not necessary." Hercules just shook his head slowly. "Even if you really have a way, I don't need it. I've walked too far and experienced too many things. More than half of my life doesn't belong to me. Gods and humans … I've always been fighting for them. But now, I've decided to stop. I want to have a good rest. "
Hao Ren looked at the hero. He actually had a lot to say, but after seeing the hero's eyes, he swallowed all his words. This person did not need to be persuaded. He did not despair, nor did he have any regrets. He did not have any unfulfilled wishes or nostalgia for the world. He was not curious about the future, nor did he recall the past. He simply wanted a long rest.
This was a unique way of dying for a long-lived species. Life was long enough and had already lost its color. He had lived enough, and that was all.
"Before you leave, I want to ask you one last thing." Hercules suddenly turned his head and looked into Hao Ren's eyes.
"What is it?" Hao Ren replied subconsciously.
"Help me thank Hesperides," Hercules said with a smile. "Thank her for her care."
After Hao Ren nodded, Hercules seemed to have finally completed the last thing in his life. He breathed a sigh of relief, and his figure faded and became transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye. Behind him, the sky began to crack like broken glass.
At this time, something suddenly occurred to Hao Ren. He immediately took a step forward, looked into Hercules's eyes, and silently recited the name of the most powerful force in the universe. According to the manual, he connected the name with the soul in front of him. Finally, he opened his hands to Hercules. "Rest in peace. The goddess will bless you."
Hercules looked at Hao Ren, puzzled, and then slowly closed his eyes.
His thinning figure emitted some almost undetectable black smoke. Then, his entire body turned into light and gradually dissipated.
Behind him, the Mount Olympus in his memory shattered along with the sky, turning into a stream of light and falling into the endless darkness at the edge of the spiritual world.
The whole world shook violently.
At the same time, in the outside reality, Hercules's huge body began to crack.
"Battie, Battie, what do we do now?" Lily, who had returned to her human form and was covered in dust and dirt, looked anxiously at the expanding black crack beside the giant. Now the divine scepter had been sealed, and Hercules, as its host, was disintegrating. But the evil force that escaped from the boundary would not disappear so easily. The remaining forces were fighting back as if they knew that defeat was inevitable. The evil force began the last wave of eruption with the momentum of dragging everyone down with it: the desperate black tide was reappearing.
Perhaps the negative energy that had lost its source would soon be completely exhausted, but before that, this alternate dimension would probably collapse one step earlier.
What was worse was that Hao Ren had lost consciousness. Vivian looked back at the man lying behind her. The moment he sealed the scepter, he fell from Hercules's body. Lily's quick reflexes had caught her landlord before he fell into the tide of monsters. The werehusky's heroic action must have been the result of her usual practice of catching Frisbees.
Lily's wretched appearance was also a by-product of this brave action.
"He is still in the deep connection state." The MDT circled around Hao Ren's head a few times. "Strange, strange, Hercules is dead. Who is he connecting to now?"
"Is he in danger?" Vivian asked immediately.
"No danger. I am bound to his soul, and I can confirm that his spiritual world is safe," the MDT said.
Vivian breathed a sigh of relief, but Hesperides was looking worriedly at the spreading black tide. "In short, he is alive. The most important thing now is these things in front of us. We must get rid of them before the situation gets completely out of control."
Lily grew more anxious. Her eyes kept shifting between the black tide and Hao Ren. The situation in front of her made her feel an unprecedented crisis. She now realized that Hao Ren had always been the backbone of the team. Any crisis and challenge seemed so insignificant when he was the leader. Now that the man had lost consciousness for unknown reasons, she was completely at a loss.
Vivian looked up into the distance. The dark shadow continued to spread, and there was no sign of it fading.
Nolan was activating her artillery system. But now they were trapped in this alien dimension. Without Hao Ren waking up, the spacecraft did not dare to fire without the protection of the shield array. Not to mention, this dimension would not be able to withstand a second bombardment.
Lily licked Hao Ren's hand and found that he did not respond. She looked up again and saw Vivian slowly floating in the air. A blood-red whirlwind was spreading from her body.
Lily was stunned. "Battie, Battie, what are you doing?"
Vivian did not answer. She just carefully mobilized the power that she had not used for a long time. Bit by bit, she recalled the control technique from the depths of her memory. Her long hair danced under the control of the magic, and the ends of each strand of hair were soaked with blood-red light.
As the energy fluctuations grew stronger, her figure gradually became blurred, as if some kind of power had separated her from reality.
A hot surge spread from her blood vessels. Vivian almost felt that she had a beating heart. She felt that the energy in her body was stirring, which gave her the illusion that her heart was beating. The energy quickly grew stronger, and soon became a huge burden. She frowned and gritted her teeth.
Hesperides was stunned for a moment. Finally, she remembered what the energy fluctuations meant. Her face changed. "You are …"
"Don't look up at the sky. Don't look directly at the moonlight."
Vivian's voice came from the air, and then a red beam of light came from the sky. Her figure was completely bathed in the primordial power that was powerful enough to distort reality. It was as if her body was covered with a layer of blood.
A round of crimson moon slowly rose.
This was a scene that was difficult to describe in words. Although Vivian had tried to summon the crimson moon once three years ago, her summoning only lasted for a short time before it was interrupted. Moreover, she was in a hurry to summon the crimson moon. But this time, the real crimson moon was already in the sky.
The summoned moon rose to the top of the sky and gradually expanded. The scene was as terrifying as a star falling to the earth. The blurry patterns on the surface of the moon also became clearer as the moon expanded. These patterns contained great power and were filled with energy. When they shone, the entire world was filled with a distant and mysterious echo that sounded like the ringing of a bell.
The first bell rang, and the moonlight shone on the earth.
When the second bell rang, all the dark servants could not help but look up at the sky. In the moonlight, they quickly dissipated like phantoms.
When the third bell rang, everything between heaven and earth returned to balance and order.
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