Y 'zaks once said that the history recorded by the short-lived races was untrustworthy because their lifespan was short and they were easily trapped in their own emotions. So, their records would always be fatally biased after a few generations. Now it seemed that this was not false at all.
If not for a portrait of the witch that had not been tampered with because it was preserved in a different dimension, and Vivian's unreliable memory had finally worked a little, no one would have thought that the 300-year-old legend of the witch in the Andrea Family referred to this poor vampire. The truth was actually very simple. A poor vampire met two humans by chance. She blamed herself for causing them to go bankrupt. So she destroyed a vengeful spirit and gave the spoils of war to the two humans as a gift. One of the descendants was the current Andrea Family.
As for how these descendants accumulated such wealth, how they built a castle in this ominous land, and how they were haunted by the vengeful spirit for 300 years, it was difficult to find out. But the general process could still be guessed.
There must be something wrong with Vivian's seal, and the "gift" she left for the Andrea Ancestors was definitely weird.
Vivian found a way to deal with the vengeful spirit in her memory, and finally remembered why the vengeful spirit was bound to this world.
"This hall... was not like this originally," Vivian pointed around. "This was rebuilt by the descendants of Andrea in a hundred years. They expanded the original crypt and reinforced the place with boulders. But I can still feel some aura left in the hall... It's the blood seal I left behind. Based on this aura, I should be able to find the location of the seal. "
Hao Ren put the portrait of Vivian into his Dimensional Pocket, and then suddenly got up to push open the heavy door of the hall. "Time is of the essence."
The old and decayed hinges creaked. A cold wind suddenly swept in from the outside, mixed with grayish-white snowflakes. The vengeful spirit seemed to be recovering quickly. The snowstorm that was originally far away from the small mound had now gathered here. This snowstorm was the strong malice of the spiritual creature. There was a faint glimmer in the deep darkness outside. Some malicious ancient energy was eyeing them covetously.
Nangong Wuyue conjured a mist shield to ward off the increasingly violent snowstorm as she let Vivian lead the way. As they walked, Vivian recalled the events of the past. "I remember I defeated the vengeful spirit in a cavern... There was a door in the cavern, and the vengeful spirit entered the material world through that door. At that time, the vengeful spirit had also created an alternate dimension, but it was not as big as this one. I think we are now in the cave — Andrea's descendants must have built this castle on the site of the seal. "
Lily raised her claws to illuminate the surroundings and looked at the vast dark snowfield. "… I don't think this is a cave."
"Speaking of which, your memory is really hopeless," Nangong Wuyue teased Vivian as she was surrounded by strands of water. "Three hundred years ago isn't that long ago, right?"
"It's just that I didn't think of this place," Vivian was a little embarrassed. "This place has changed too much. The Andrea I knew was just an unlucky merchant, and the seal I left behind was just a big rock deep in the ground. Who would know that three hundred years later, this place had developed into a big family and an ancient castle? Three hundred years... Man-made things change too quickly. "
Hao Ren could accept this explanation because he could not remember the name of his primary school class teacher. It turned out that people easily forgot things that they did not care about.
More importantly, it was hard for Vivian to associate herself with a rich family. As early as the time when Cleopatra was killed by the Romans, she did not expect herself to have any contact with any rich people...
White Flame had been looking at Vivian curiously. This strange demon hunter was very different from other demon hunters. Not only was she calm, but she also did not hide her interest in this group of people. Of course, Vivian noticed her gaze. "Why are you looking at me?"
"You are very... unusual, different from what I imagined," White Flame was very calm. "And different from what I read in the books. Many of the elders among the demon hunters are very afraid of you. They even have a little reverence for you. They call you the Ancient and advise the younger generation not to have any conflict with you even if they meet you. I thought you were a stubborn, eccentric guy and temperamental. That's what the young demon hunters guessed when they talked about you. "
Lily burst out in laughter, and Vivian punched her as a matter of course.
"You are also different from the demon hunters I know," Vivian also looked at White Flame unscrupulously, and at the same time raised her finger and pointed at Nangong Sanba. "Of course, this one is a problem child. Let's not talk about him first. The demon hunters I've met are as stubborn as a rock. When they see the otherworldlings, they only have the intention to kill. But you're strange. I can feel that you were hostile at first, but you never had the intention to kill. And now … even the hostility has faded. "
White Flame nodded. "My mentor said the same thing, and he has been trying to cultivate my killing instinct for the otherworldlings, but it doesn't seem to work. My elders told me that I should naturally feel hostile towards them when I see them, but I find it very strange. Why should I feel hostile towards a creature that I have never seen before, and I don't understand it at all? "
White Flame blinked thoughtfully. "My mentor said that this mentality of mine is a kind of disease, and I used to think so. But today, I came out alone and met the otherworldlings for the first time, and I found that you guys are not much different from us. You seem to have feelings? Then there is no problem with my worldview. "
"Isn't that nonsense?" Hao Ren did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Of course the otherworldlings have feelings."
But Vivian was more surprised than anyone else. She looked at White Flame incredulously. "You said that you don't have killing instinct when you see the otherworldlings?"
White Flame nodded. Vivian immediately asked, "Are there other demon hunters like you?"
White Flame looked at Vivian warily. "Why are you asking this? Spying? "
It seemed that although this strange demon hunter's attitude towards the otherworldlings was milder than the other demon hunters, the hostility she had been taught since she was a child was still very much alive. However, Vivian had already gotten the answer from White Flame's reaction, so she did not continue to ask. But Hao Ren was puzzled. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"Do you still remember the natural hostility between the Blood Clan and the werewolf?" Vivian said casually.
Hao Ren suddenly remembered: under normal circumstances, the werewolf and the Blood Clan were naturally hostile. Even if they had never seen each other, or even did not know the existence of the other race in their worldview, they would still be hostile the moment they met. In fact, it was not only the werewolf and the Blood Clan who had this hostility. When other otherworldlings met, they would have this almost instinctive hostility. This phenomenon did not exist in The Plane of Dreams. So, Hao Ren had always suspected that something happened to the otherworldlings after they came to Earth from The Plane of Dreams.
"As far as I know, the hostility between the demon hunters and the otherworldlings is similar," Vivian said in a low voice. "And the demon hunters' natural hostility toward the otherworldlings is even more serious. It has reached the point of absolute killing intent. Basically, as long as they meet, they don't need to introduce themselves. Once they sense each other's breath, they will burst out with killing intent. "
"The natural hostility between the younger generation of werewolves and the Blood Clan has weakened for unknown reasons," Hao Ren immediately said. "And the demon hunters …"
"There must be a mutation in the blood after transmigrating from The Plane of Dreams to Earth, and both the demon hunters and the otherworldlings are affected," Vivian said in a very serious tone. "I seem to have connected a lot of things together. Now the hostility in the blood of the otherworldlings and the demon hunters is weakening, but it seems that the situation is more serious for the demon hunters. Even the physique of their descendants is weakening … except for White Flame, the genius child."
White Flame looked suspiciously at Vivian and Hao Ren, who were whispering in each other's ears. "What are you guys whispering about? Conspiracy? If you want to fight, just say it. I'm in a hurry. "
Hao Ren suddenly could not stand it anymore. "Why do you have a name that relieves heat, but your words are so irritating!"
At this time, Becky's eyes were sharp. She suddenly saw something in the wind and snow in front of them. She interrupted him. "Is that a seal?"
Hao Ren and White Flame followed Becky's line of sight at the same time.
In the wind and snow, they could vaguely see a strange boulder in front of them. A lavender light curtain was constantly expanding and surging over the boulder.
The wind and snow suddenly began to intensify.
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