The patriarch of the Ancattero family, Vogus, was still alive. Although very weak, he had recovered from the hypothermia and mild suffocation. When Andaherr found the old patriarch who had survived, she immediately moved him to a warmer place: Hesperides.
Hesperides stood in the middle of the hall, looking a little helpless. She was radiating a warm light, which had the power to heal and invigorate people. It was more suitable for the current situation than the fierce sacred flame of the demon hunters and the restless fire magic. The Tannaeans, who were in the most critical condition, were moved to her side, recovering their strength little by little under the light of the goddess of the evening. It seemed that the principle of making the best use of everything was not only applied to the weirdos in Hao Ren's family. Other otherworldlings and demon hunters also knew how to make good use of various supernatural powers. Hesperides had now become the radiator.
Hao Ren, Hasse, and the others came to the patriarch and saw the pale-golden Tannaean slowly opening his eyes under the care of Andaherr. He looked around, a little confused, as if he could not quite grasp the situation. "I am … Who are you?"
"Vogus," Andaherr said, grabbing the old patriarch's hand. "Listen to me, things have calmed down for the time being. These are the rescue personnel."
"I am Hasse, the elder of the demon hunters. This is Hao Ren, the leader of an otherworldling shelter in Asia." Hasse nodded to Vogus. Perhaps he had never thought that one day he would speak to an otherworldling patriarch in this manner. "How are you feeling now?"
"I'm fine," Vogus said, trying to prop himself up. Water droplets dripped from his clothes. He coughed a few times and spat out some life-sustaining substances from the freezer. Then he noticed his compatriots who were being cared for. "Is everyone else okay?"
Hasse and Hao Ren told the patriarch about the current situation and told him that it was now a month later, and only a few hundred people had survived in the entire Ancattero territory. Unexpectedly, Vogus was very calm after hearing this. It seemed that he had expected the worst before he walked into the freezer, and now it was just a confirmation. Perhaps the Tannaeans had a different way of expressing their emotions than the people on Earth. Hao Ren and Hasse found it difficult to see the obvious grief on the alien's expressionless face.
Vivian came up from behind and bowed slightly in front of Vogus. "I am Vivian, Vivian Ancestor. I don't know if your family has any records of me."
The moment Vogus heard the name of Vivian, his pale golden face finally showed an expression that the people on Earth could understand. He looked at Vivian in surprise as if he was looking at a living myth. "Vivian? You … were with our ancestor … "
"That's great. It seems that at least the inheritance has not been lost here." Vivian heaved a sigh of relief. "I've lost my memory, and my family outside is in a mess. I'm really worried that I'll never find anyone who can tell me what happened back then."
Hao Ren had a lot of questions to ask from Vogus. After letting the patriarch rest for a while, he immediately began a series of questions with Hasse. Regarding Amatura and the demon hunters, Vogus' answers were similar to what Andaherr knew. So these questions were quickly ignored. Hao Ren was most concerned about the innate hostility and the Shade of Chaos.
"What are you sealing?" Hao Ren's mind was full of questions. "Are they creatures? Some kind of phenomenon? Or some kind of curse? "
Vogus leaned on a pillar and said in a low voice, "No, it's not anything that can be described specifically. It's an abstract concept. It's the dark side of the god's heart. It's the anger and hatred of the god. It's not a curse, but something more abstract than a curse, something that mortals can't understand with their wisdom."
Hao Ren was stunned when he heard the answer. He could not help but think of what Pierre, the spirit detective, had said — the Shade of Chaos was the embodiment of the dark side of the ancient gods. It was the result of the gradual materialization of the hatred of the ancient gods, such as the Zeus family and the Odin family. But this statement came from a spirit detective. Hao Ren had great doubts about its reliability from the beginning. He did not expect the Ancattero family, who was responsible for guarding the seal, to think so too.
Could it be that those things were really the embodiment of the dark side of the unusual creatures' hearts? Was it the original sin in the hearts of the supernatural races?
If that was the case, it would be too much of a mystery.
Hao Ren could not read the expression on Vogus' face. Vogus was very familiar with the emotions of the earthlings. He knew what Hao Ren was thinking when he saw the change in Hao Ren's expression. But he could only shake his head and said, "I know you are confused by this statement, but this is all I know. These are the words passed down by our ancestors. I just recited them to you. The Shade of Chaos is indescribable from the beginning. Even our ancestors did not know how to explain it to their descendants. So this vague metaphor has been passed down from generation to generation. "
"Well, let's not talk about the Shade of Chaos. Let's just think of it as the evil of the world," Vivian said impatiently. "What does it have to do with the innate hostility? Why did the shadows become active after the innate hostility between the otherworldlings disappeared? "
Vogus smiled bitterly. "To tell you the truth, I don't know. If I knew, this wouldn't have happened. My memory is still from a month ago. You know, for me, the Shade of Chaos just got rid of the seal a few hours ago. So what I can tell you now is the various teachings I inherited from my ancestors."
Vivian was obviously not satisfied with the answer. So after some thought, Vogus said his previous conjecture, "If there must be an answer, perhaps the Shade of Chaos is another manifestation of the innate hostility between the various races."
"The Shade of Chaos is the innate hostility?" Hao Ren quickly understood the meaning of Vogus' words. "You mean those shadows … are the appearance of the innate hostility in the otherworldling blood?"
"Our ancestors have left some words," Vogus said in a low voice. "'We are the cursed exiled in this world, and a long-lasting curse will fall on our heads forever.' This curse refers to the innate hostility between the various races, so this hostility cannot be lifted from the beginning. But I had an unnecessary fantasy before, and I never thought that trying to lift the curse would cause such a terrible backlash. The Shades of Chaos may be the sentinels monitoring the curse. When the innate hostility of the various races disappears, they will immediately break the seal and rush out to 'infect' us again to ensure that this killing cycle continues endlessly. "
Hao Ren knew that Vogus' words contained a lot of his own conjecture, so he dared not believe it completely. But Vogus' words were still worth paying attention to.
The Shade of Chaos was the innate hostility, and the two complemented and resonated with each other. Once the innate hostility of the various races disappeared, the Shade of Chaos would re-infect the various races and start the innate hostility again. This mechanism was like a malignant virus with self-healing function, deeply rooted in the blood of various supernatural races.
If Hao Ren believed in this statement, it could basically explain what they had experienced in this foreign dimension so far.
"But even if you make the shadows sound so mysterious, I still sealed them with your ancestors," Vivian said, folding her arms and looking at Vogus. "I remember they were sealed in something called the Solar Roulette. Where is the roulette? Let's go and see. "
Compared with the others, Vivian's attitude toward the Shade of Chaos was a little disdainful, probably because she had successfully sealed the thing a long time ago, and she had a kind of secret confidence deep in her heart. But this bat demon had forgotten that she had even forgotten her talent tree …
"The Solar Roulette …" Vogus's voice was a little solemn for a moment. "You once helped my ancestors control that artifact. Of course, you are qualified to see it, but do you still know what it is now?"
"I heard from Andaherr that you did not make the Solar Roulette. You are just keeping it," Vivian said, nodding gently. "The history of the Solar Roulette is older than your family. It is a well-deserved divine artifact."
"It comes from an unknown place, something made by a great being that we can't understand," Vogus said with a little fear in his voice. "Yes, it is an artifact, but it has nothing to do with the word 'sacred'. It is something that brings disaster, the original container of the Shade of Chaos, and may even be the root cause of the innate hostility. But we have tried our best to keep it stable over the past thousands of years, let alone destroy it. That thing is full of destruction and madness from the inside to the outside, even when the seal is still intact. Now that the seal has been destroyed, I can't imagine its situation. "
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