Truth be told, that was the most heartfelt, genuine, and convincing "heart-wrenching" that Hao Ren had ever heard. Rheia's voice was trembling when she said the word heart-wrenching, and anyone who heard it would feel the pain …
But Hao Ren was not joking with her, even though his suggestion sounded like a joke. "You can think of a way to get yourself out of it. I just want to see every detail of that scene … I don't know why, but I feel like I'm missing something …"
Noticing the serious look on Hao Ren's face, Rheia reined in her resentment. "Missing something? What do you mean? "
"My vision was limited at that time," Hao Ren said, pointing to his eyes. "I could only see what I could see from the first-person perspective at that time. But I think something else must have happened around me. The deicidal incident can't be that simple, can it? Just like what I said just now, facing the impact of the Divine Punishment, the destruction of my soul is considered a light punishment. However, I was actually reborn on Earth. Not only was I not destroyed by the Divine Punishment, but it seems like I was protected! "
Rheia understood what Hao Ren meant. A soul in the Plane of Dreams would need to "reincarnate" on Earth after death, and this required crossing the Wall of Reality. Under normal circumstances, even a demigod would not be able to do that easily, but a soul destroyed by the divine retribution did it. This could only mean one thing … there was an external force protecting the soul, and "pushing" it to the surface world.
"So far, all the otherworldlings that have 'crossed' from the Plane of Dreams to Earth have one thing in common." Hao Ren rubbed his chin as he said slowly. "They were all sent here by you. Or rather … in the entire Plane of Dreams, the only one who has the ability to send someone across the Wall of Reality is you. "
Rheia's eyes widened. There was a lot of information in Hao Ren's words!
"If that's the case …" Rheia mumbled to herself, "You stabbed me with your sword, and I preserved your soul, and before I died, I used the last of my strength to send you to the universe next door …"
Hao Ren looked into Rheia's eyes. "Do you really have no recollection of what you were thinking at that time?"
Rheia furrowed her brows and thought hard before shaking her head. "No, I can't remember … That strike was not just a simple physical blow. My soul and memory were also greatly damaged, especially the memory related to that strike. It was so blurry that it felt like it was shrouded in mist. In fact, if I hadn't personally experienced it this time, I wouldn't even remember where I stabbed myself. "
Hao Ren thought for a moment. "So, let's follow my suggestion. Let's go back and take a look …"
Rheia's face was scrunched up, and the goddess of creation was feeling life … the biggest dilemma of her life. But after a moment of hesitation, she finally made up her mind. "Then … let's go back and take a look?"
"Remember to get us out of this," Hao Ren quickly reminded him. "You can take back your God's Word, right?"
"Of course I can!" Rheia rolled her eyes at Hao Ren. "Once is enough for me!"
As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and gently touched Hao Ren's chest with her finger. Then, she drew a shiny, pale golden rune on herself to dispel the effect of the divine words. Then, she clapped her hands and said, "Backtrack."
As her voice trailed off, everything in the hall began to "rewind" as if it was rewinding.
The collapsed pillars and vaults flew back to their original positions, and the raging flames subsided. Suddenly, two figures appeared out of thin air in the temple. One was the goddess of creation, and the other was the godslayer in golden-red armor.
As for Hao Ren and Rheia, they were watching from afar as if they were watching a stage play.
"This feels weird …" Hao Ren could not help but grumble. "There's a sense of shame. What's going on?"
"Me too," Rheia mumbled. "Watching myself 'die' again … While it's not really dead, it's still weird."
Hao Ren frowned as he looked at the scene before him, and suddenly asked, "Say, can't the fog shrouding them be removed?"
Rheia slapped her forehead. "Oh, right, this is the fog left behind by the information disturbance on the Gilded Disc. I can just fix it manually."
As her voice trailed off, the fog and light shrouding the godslayer and the goddess, which obscured their faces, instantly dissipated. Hao Ren took a good look at them and said in a low voice, "I was more handsome than Sanba in my past life?"
"Don't be so smug. It's all a genetically modified face. Whether it's pretty or not depends entirely on the sculpting technique." Rheia pouted. "And look at your fashion sense in your past life. You're covered in gold from head to toe, and you even have a bunch of scribbles on your armor. Don't you feel awkward looking at it?"
Hao Ren was speechless, and at that moment, the reversed time and space began to flow normally again.
The sound of battle rang out from deep within the palace as the entire hall began to shake violently. The dome and pillars began to crumble as flames rose from all directions, and in the crumbling temple, the godslayer walked towards the goddess of creation who was standing on the altar.
The goddess of creation pursed her lips, and there was no fear or anger on her face. She just waited there quietly as if she was facing something that had nothing to do with her.
Rheia stood a few meters away and commented, "Look at how calm I looked back then. I'm so calm that I'm impressed with myself."
"… Is it appropriate to praise yourself like that? Let me tell you, when I first saw this scene, I was intimidated by your temperament. Now, don't ruin the good impression that I've made with great difficulty … "
"Eh, I'm usually very conscious of my image. After all, I have to be a role model for the children. I'm just relaxing here … Ah, he's raising his sword!"
"He's going to do it …" Hao Ren watched nervously as everything unfolded before him, not letting a single detail slip by. "He's aiming … he's stabbing!"
"Ugh …" Seeing the goddess of creation being stabbed in the heart, Rheia could not help but clutch at her chest, and that gave Hao Ren a fright. "What's wrong with you? Aren't we already separated … "
Rheia clutched her chest. "Phantom pain …"
Hao Ren was speechless.
"You were such a jerk in your past life. You even killed a lolita!" Rheia glared at Hao Ren, but there was no real anger in her tone.
Hao Ren shrugged. "It's still too early to say that. If I'm not wrong … there's something wrong with the godslaying sword."
Rheia was stunned. "You really saw something?"
"Go back a little more." Hao Ren nodded. "Go back to when I just stabbed you to death …"
A vein popped out on Rheia's forehead. "Vivian was right. You really need a spanking when you talk sometimes!"
"… My mouth was too loose," Hao Ren said.
While she grumbled, Rheia still followed Hao Ren's request and replayed the scene of the godslaying.
This time, she even played it in slow motion and looped it …
"I feel like I'm suffering from severe mental damage. If you replay it twice more, I'm not going to do my homework today." Rheia said with a lifeless look. "So what did you see?"
"Stop right here!" Hao Ren had been watching the illusion with a taut face, and he suddenly shouted. "Yes, yes, stop right here … Look, you're smiling!"
Rheia stopped the dimension, and at that moment, the goddess of creation, who had been heavily injured by the godslaying sword, slowly collapsed. Her body floated in the air, and her expression was just as Hao Ren had said: there was a faint smile on her face.
The smile was even a little creepy.
Even Rheia was stunned when she saw the smile because she had no memory of it. After a moment of daze, she came back to her senses and said uncertainly, "Maybe … it's like being relieved of a burden? After all, I was the one who planned this, and it finally went according to plan … "
"But you're not the only one smiling." Hao Ren's face was grim as he pointed at the godslayer. "Look at 'my' expression."
Rheia looked at where he was pointing, and her expression changed slightly. She saw a smile.
On the godslayer's face, there was a smile that was almost the same as the "her" of the past.
That tacit smile was like the smile of two people who had worked hard to achieve a goal. It was a smile of mutual congratulations and gratification.
In other words, the plan worked.
"There's definitely something wrong with these two." Rheia circled around the two, and after looking left and right, she said with a serious face, "This is the first time I've seen the murderer and the victim smiling at each other."
"What do you mean by these two? Isn't this the two of us?" Hao Ren glanced at Rheia. "It's obvious now. While the godslayers are all brainless and being used by both sides, at least one of them …"
As he spoke, he looked at the projection of his "past life".
"I know very well what happened," Ye Zichen replied.
"We must have planned something back then. You and I, we have a plan," Rheia whispered. "Look at this, the godslayer should be the last part of the plan."
The "godslaying war" was a well-planned plan from the beginning, and it was the result of the goddess of creation and the Mad Lord's joint efforts, so Hao Ren and Rheia had no doubts about the war. But at the last moment of the war, the godslayer's act of stabbing the godslayer clearly had a deeper, other goal.
And this goal was probably hidden under layers of fog, camouflage, and misdirection, the real goal.
Hao Ren quietly looked at the silent smile between the godslayer and the goddess of creation, and then looked at the godslayer that he had casually stabbed into the ground.
He suddenly guessed the truth behind it all.
"Maybe … we were just making a weapon."
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