The battle in the city seemed to have ended.
A group of people ran out from the underground passage of the shadelings' castle and climbed to the last remaining tower of the castle to look at the direction of the city. They could still see smoke billowing on the streets. The smell of blood and the smoke of war had yet to dissipate. However, the battle cries had died down. The dimensional passages opened by the demon hunters and the light pillars left behind by the large-scale spells they cast when they tried to destroy the city had all disappeared. Looking into the distance, they could vaguely see some people cleaning up the battlefield on the streets and some heavily armed city guards patrolling the streets.
Hessiana quickly switched on the walkie-talkie. "Turcan! What's the situation? "
"Mistress? Mistress, are you alright?! " A surprised voice came from the other end of the walkie-talkie. "That's great! We just heard that you went after Bethanos..."
Hessiana looked up and laughed. "Of course, I did it myself. How could I be wrong? By the way, have the demon hunters retreated? "
"Yes, yes," Turcan replied hurriedly. "The demon hunters suddenly retreated... Maybe they realized that there were too many city guards and the Ancients. After losing the advantage of surprise attack, they were afraid that there would be too many casualties. Everything is fine at home... There are some casualties, but not too bad."
Hessiana said a few words to her men and roughly understood the situation when the demon hunters retreated. She then hung up the communication and made an inexplicable expression at the people around her. Vivian turned her head and grabbed a small bat and threw it at Bethanos' head. "Tell me, what are the demon hunters up to? Don't tell me you don't know! "
Hao Ren covered his face as he looked at the small bat that Vivian threw out. He suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the way she used her bat... But when he turned to look at the MDT on his shoulder, he felt that there was nothing wrong with the way she used it.
Anyway, the two of them seemed to be gradually synchronizing in some way.
Bethanos looked defeated. The successive blows had left him mentally and physically exhausted. He did not say anything else, nor did he try to maintain his composure. He sighed weakly and said, "Ahem... They realized that the signal from the Sacred Relic of Origins had disappeared. Of course, they retreated. After all, they were after the Sacred Relic."
"They're here for the Sacred Relic of Origins?" Hao Ren raised his eyebrows. He had never thought about this before. "You told the demon hunters about the sacred relic? You'd rather tell them than anyone else in the city? Is there a hole in your brain? "
Bethanos' eyes were bloodshot, but he did not say a word. However, Hao Ren had figured out what the seemingly harmless but crazy old man was up to. He had no intention of sharing the secret of the Sacred Relic of Origins with anyone. Whether it was the demon hunters or his otherworldling 'compatriots', they were all just tools that he used to wear each other down. He had leaked the news to the demon hunters and made an agreement with them to open the gate of the sanctuary at a certain time. He wanted to snatch the key from the two vampire families and plunge the city into chaos so that Hessiana and the Lucas Family would have no time to spare. He had even made up his mind to burn the city down to buy time. He had never intended to stay here in the first place.
Bethanos planned to use the Sacred Relic of Origins to return to The Plane of Dreams. By then, even if Earth was flooded, it would no longer be his concern.
Truth be told, if one were to change the script, a cunning and meticulous guy like Bethanos would have succeeded. However, the real world never followed the script. Who knew that an ancient relic would require a manual? Furthermore, Bethanos had mixed up the functions of the Sacred Relic of Origins...
Thinking of this, Hao Ren suddenly rubbed his chin and muttered, "Perhaps there really is a 'Sacred Relic of Origins' that can open the gate. The otherworldlings from 10,000 years ago were sent here by that thing... Bethanos was just unlucky and mistook it for the wrong one."
Lily's ears perked up. "What did you say, Mr. Landlord?"
Hao Ren pinched Lily's pointy ears. "I said, your ears are a disgrace to your bloodline!"
Having said that, he ignored Lily's protesting and walked away, leaving Lily behind. Her face was red as she touched her ears and yelled, "I wasn't paying attention! Mr. Landlord, what did you say? What were you talking about just now … "
Although the demon hunters had retreated, the ancient sanctuary was riddled with holes. Hundreds or even thousands of years old castles and palaces were smoking and creaking. The luxurious houses of the Blood Clan were blown into rubble. The reliefs and stone statues on both sides of the street were lying on the ground. Potholes could be seen everywhere in the city. Blood that had not yet dried up had accumulated in these potholes. Some areas were even impassable because of this. The blood was black and red, mixed with other colors. They came from all races, vampires, werewolves, half-demons, and of course, demon hunters. The eerie pool of blood, the nauseating stench of blood, the collapsed city, and the tragic scene of corpses all over the place. All these things intertwined with each other, turning the place into a picture of hell.
Perhaps this was the cycle of karma. Call it retribution or irony. In short, it was all a cycle. Thousands of years ago, humans lived in fear in their cities. Just because of the whims of some otherworldling "god", they would be annihilated. Thousands of years later, these otherworldling "gods" lived in fear in the shadow of the sanctuary. Just because of the wild ambition of a crazy old man, they met their end. The ancients who guarded the city looked at the ruins in front of them. Did the near-total destruction of the sanctuary and the corpses remind them of the human city-states that burned thousands of years ago?
No one could explain it, and no one wanted to.
Hao Ren felt a little emotional. He now understood more and more what Raven 12345 had said to him. As an inspector, you must have your own standpoint. You can have your own ideas in some personal actions, stand with certain forces or certain races, but in the face of the big picture, an inspector must be detached from any forces. You can't let yourself get too involved in a certain party, because the deeper you go, the more awkward the situation will be.
The nature of an inspector's task dictated that they always had to look at the big picture and pay attention to the past and present of a race. In the long history of a race, in the eyes of a bystander, most races were not always lovable, nor always hateful.
Hao Ren shook his head and continued to walk towards the Hessianite Family's base. The group received a lot of curious stares along the way, mainly because there was a five-metre-tall lava demon following behind them. Y'zaks' mighty body was a sight to behold even in the city of the otherworldlings. What was even more striking was the fact that he was carrying a half-dead old man under his armpit...
Hao Ren turned his head and looked at Y 'zaks. He did not know whether to laugh or cry as he saw the giant demon tiptoeing behind the team. His big feet stomped on the ground like a drum beat. "Aren't you tired of walking like this?" he asked.
Y'zaks laughed and his voice rumbled. "I'm afraid I'll step on you guys if I walk, and I'm afraid I won't be able to restrain this guy in my human form. Don't be fooled by his honest appearance, he's actually quite active."
Bethanos was shocked. "How did you know I was exerting strength?"
Y'zaks laughed. "I've killed 16 brave men and 28 pure-blooded demons that were twice your size under my armpit! I can tell which rib you are exerting strength with every breath you take. I advise you to be more honest, or else I will give you another lesson … "
Hao Ren was sweating profusely. This was the first time he knew that Y'zaks had the bad habit of killing people with his armpit. How humiliating would it be to die in his hands?
Nangong Wuyue had already reverted to her human form. She did not want her beautiful belly scales to rub against the blood on the street. Many of the corpses on the street had been carried away by their respective families, but the blood was still stained. The siren maiden frowned and could not help but mutter to herself, "How tragic..."
Hessiana also frowned and sniffed. She then smacked her lips and said, "What a waste..."
Hao Ren: "...?"
"That's a lot..." Hessiana saw that no one was paying attention to her, so she tried to get Vivian's attention. She quietly shuffled towards a pothole filled with blood. "What a waste, what a waste..."
Vivian glared at her. "No way! At least be a little more reserved at this time! "
Hessiana looked like she was on the verge of tears. "Then... can I use a straw?"
Vivian slapped her on the head. "I told you to be more reserved!"
Hessiana lowered her head. "I'm just curious about the taste of demon hunter's blood..."
Hao Ren finally understood what was going on. He looked at Hessiana in horror. Vivian smiled helplessly at him. "Do you understand now? That's the difference in culture. "
Hao Ren nodded vigorously!
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