Hao Ren did not hide his shocking discovery in the Ark's database. Everyone, including Vivian, was shocked by the truth.
The creator of ninety percent of the Plane of Dreams' ecosystem, the incredibly powerful Goddess of Creation, had been killed — and by a mortal at that!
Of course, due to the limited information in the Ark's database, the details of the incident ten thousand years ago were still unknown, and they could not be sure if the Denizens of the Stars were telling the truth. But in any case, Hao Ren and the rest had made amazing progress in the investigation of the Goddess of Creation and the cataclysm. But the results did not seem to be pleasant.
"I don't know how to tell Big Beardy about this." Hao Ren sighed after telling the story to his family. "I think no matter how open-minded he is, he'll be a martyr if he hears the news …"
"Then let's not talk about it first." Vivian looked up. "At least wait until we find the remnants of the Goddess of Creation … I think such a powerful Goddess, even if she's dead, there should be some kind of trace left."
Y 'zaks nodded in agreement. "Yeah. Although the Goddess of Creation has fallen, her power is obviously still working. The divine arts of the Disciples of Glory and the telepathy of the believers are real. Anyway, in our world, when a sufficiently powerful individual dies, there will often be some strange phenomena and traces left behind, even lasting for tens of thousands of years. The Goddess of Creation shouldn't be any worse than those country bumpkins. "
Y 'lisabet was sitting on Y' zaks' shoulder fiddling with a small radio. She waved the screwdriver happily and said, "So I never believed that my dad was dead. My dad was such a powerful demon king, if he really died, it would be normal for him to curse an entire race with resentment. The allied forces were already prepared to be wiped out by the curse, but after half a year, nothing happened. So I thought my dad was definitely alive …"
Hao Ren looked at Y 'zaks with a strange expression. "… Your daughter's way of thinking is really worthy of her race."
Y 'zaks scratched his big bald head awkwardly. "Negligent, negligent …"
After the Nangong couple returned to Earth, they first went to Nasaton to visit their relatives, and then stayed at Hao Ren's house. Just like that, half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and the scorching summer soon fully demonstrated its power. Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The hot weather made people sleepy.
Lily still maintained her habit. After eating and drinking in the morning, she ran around the city to treat the dogs. According to her, this was the time of high incidence of infectious diseases, and they had to do a good job in preventing the stray dogs from getting sick to ensure that the team had sufficient combat power. However, no one could see that her paparazzi had any combat power, except for the fact that Lily had recently gathered them to line up more and more neatly.
Lily carried the medicine box and ran outside under the scorching sun for a long time. When she came back at noon, she was actually quite energetic. She threw the medicine box in the living room and leaned on the windowsill to look at the street view. At this time, there was an old yellow dog squatting on the street outside, and it was panting with its tongue hanging out. Lily tilted her head and looked at it for a long time before sticking out her tongue too. "Huff, huff …"
Vivian was reading next to her. When she heard the noise, she looked up and said with a face full of contempt, "Look at your image."
Lily did not expect her enemy to be sitting next to her. She quickly retracted her tongue and said with a straight face, "I'm just entertaining myself. By the way, where's Wuyue? I want her to get me some ice water to cool me off. "
Vivian raised a finger and shook it. "You want ice? To cool you off? Stand there and don't move. I'll give you something exciting. "
Lily suddenly jumped back more than two meters. "Did I offend you?"
"Vivian, turn on the air conditioner. It's really hot today." Hao Ren was fiddling with the MDT (actually, he was playing DOTA) not far away. When he heard the noise of Battie and the big dog, he looked up and said, "Also, Wuyue went out with her parents. Her parents want to familiarize themselves with the environment, and at the same time, find out how to make a living in the modern world. After watching TV for half a month, they are now anxious to integrate into modern society."
Vivian shrugged and snapped her fingers. Immediately, wisps of pale white cold air appeared around her. The cool breeze quickly spread through the living room and gradually spread to the entire building. The electricity bill that she had saved this summer was enough to cover the rent.
Lily opened her mouth and took a few deep breaths against the cold wind. Then, she let out a long sigh. "Battie, you're a little useful now. Look at the Nangong parents, and then look at you. They all know how to work to make a living —"
Before she could finish, a gust of cold air hit her face, and the husky maiden froze like a dog.
Vivian lowered her head and continued to read. "You talk too much. Mr. Landlord doesn't mind."
Hao Ren quickly stepped forward to help Lily clean the ice off her body. He looked at Vivian curiously. "Say, what are you reading so early in the morning?"
"It was sent from the Athens' sanctuary two days ago. I don't know where Hessiana found it." Vivian held up the classic and gorgeous black book in her hand. "The author is unknown, but it's probably from the end of the Middle Ages. It's a Latin book. To humans, it's probably a sensational thing that propagates heresy. But I suspect it has something to do with me."
Hao Ren's interest was piqued. He leaned over to take a look. He saw that the cover of the book was bound in black tanned leather, and there was only a single title on it: On Evil Spirits and Myths. Other than that, there was no other information about the author.
Vivian opened the book. Hao Ren saw that the old book was well preserved. The yellowed pages still had clear handwriting and illustrations of Europe's Dark Ages. Exquisite patterns could be seen on the edges of the pages. On one of the illustrations, there was a circle of little people dancing around a bonfire, and above the picture, there was a demon peeping down from the clouds. It reminded people of the darkest period of European civilization, where the heretical beliefs, strange worship, and evil legends grew in the dark corners and gave birth to them. Obviously, no matter which era this book was placed in, it was not a 'proper work'.
"Are you sure this thing has been around since the Middle Ages?" Hao Ren curiously stretched out his hand to touch the well-preserved page. He felt a creepy softness when he touched it. It was not the touch of ordinary paper. "Damn, this thing …"
"Don't worry, it's not human skin." Vivian knocked on the page. "It's the skin of a black goat. It's treated with witchcraft, so it's different from ordinary parchment. I haven't seen this technique for a long time. To make this kind of book, the black goat needs to be raised in a cave without sunlight. After a period of time, it'll be slaughtered on a moonless night. Then, the wizard will process it into parchment. Hah, what a waste of energy. "
Hao Ren was stunned. The knowledge of ancient witchcraft sounded strange. He could not understand it. "So troublesome? Why? "
"First of all, it can be preserved for more than a thousand years." Vivian held up the black book. "Second, using magic to process the pages is a sign that this book is a real 'magic book'. It's not a copy made by a charlatan without any magic or secret knowledge. Many years ago, this kind of magic book was very popular. Despite the strict control of the church, many people, including the nobles, were keen to secretly collect this kind of book to show their 'knowledge.' However, they usually only found fakes. Only real wizards, otherworldlings, demon hunters, and monks could identify and obtain the real and effective witchcraft book. Finally … in that era, books were expensive things. The nobles would use expensive paper to transcribe the books, make gold rings on the books, and mix spices in the ink to enhance the 'taste' of the books. Those pretentious wizards, of course, could not help but join in the fun. So, they competed to use more complicated rituals to make magic books to show their witchcraft knowledge and professionalism. "
Finally, Vivian added, "Of course, I think people who do this are idiots. This will only leave clues for the demon hunters. Once the magic book falls into the hands of the demon hunters, the author of the book will not live long."
Hao Ren was stunned. "Is she using her life to show off?"
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