Chapter 1029 Six Thousand Years of Corruption and End
Destiny is indeed awe-inspiring precisely because it is so elusive.
The demon hunter, whose mission is to hunt aliens, has a vampire "saint". Now regarded as a scourge by various supernatural races, they were once a conservative and cautious group. A god-killing sword made the demon hunter's hostile instincts Transformed into a more powerful hunting instinct, and semi-permanently changed their way of thinking. Corpus brought them peace and prosperity, but it was also a prison that imprisoned them for six thousand years...
The person who knows all these secrets is the original guardian giant, Mimir.
"The hostile instincts between various races are not scary in the first place. It will only make the races fight in chaos. This is a blind and chaotic force of hatred that has no logic or purpose. It can keep the races between each other for a long time. Consumption, but just like the food chain in nature, it will not really completely destroy the entire heterogeneous group." When everyone was thinking, Mimir was lamenting his insights over the past ten thousand years. As a former guardian giant, even in When crossing the wall of reality, he was also affected by the original sin of divine blood and lost his memory. He also maintained stronger reason and wisdom than other races. Therefore, he was able to see through many things during this long time. "The demon hunter... …The most terrifying thing that happened to them was that the Dark Sword transformed their hunting instinct, turning an originally illogical chaotic impulse into a mission with a clear goal, and made all demon hunters aware of I firmly believe in this 'noble mission'. Superficial mind control is not scary, but the change in the world view and way of thinking is scary. Demon hunters with clear goals and powerful power become irresistible... …”
"The first frenzied disaster... it seems that although I stopped it in the end, the harm it caused has actually spread," Vivian's voice was a little dull, "and it also 'killed' my The name completely erased my existence from the group of demon hunters..."
"But now you can say these things," Hao Ren looked at Mimir and suddenly realized, "In other words... this 'restriction' has failed?!"
"You have finally put an end to the Madness," Mimir blinked his eyelids in affirmation. "Its influence has faded. I can feel that the dark power that has shrouded this space for thousands of years has been swept away. It is a pity that The Twelve Saints are dead, and the demon hunters who knew about it in the past are basically gone. This ancient story can only be told to you by me, an 'outsider'."
Hao Ren frowned and thought. Mimir's story sounded reasonable, but there were still many questions that people couldn't figure out. He touched his chin: "Although the Twelve Saints can't name Vivian, they still know her, right... Then she has been fighting with demon hunters every now and then for thousands of years. Why don't the Saints know her?" What about stopping me? At least give me some special care, right..."
"I thought about it, and it seems like there are quite a lot of special care," Vivian laughed a little awkwardly, "Demon hunters rarely take the initiative to come to me for trouble. In fact, they have been all over the past thousands of years. They walked around me... Now think about it, I was there when Olympus collapsed, I was there when Eugurdora Sil was cracked, and I left when Horus was blown down by three fireballs. Even closer, but in the end no one came to trouble me."
"That's right, the saints can't tell your story, but they can remind the young demon hunters not to trouble you." Mimir seemed to smile, "Although the effect of this is limited, you The number of attacks is always less than other aliens."
"Okay, now that this part is out of the way, let's talk about this 'disaster of madness' you're talking about," Vivian waved her hand, "Listening to your previous tone, you already knew that God Killer... the Dark Sword would still be out of control. Once? Did you even know I was coming?"
"These are the words you left back then," Mimir said with a helpless voice. "After you blocked the ceremony and barely allowed the saints to regain their sanity, before the 'curse' of the sword took effect, you had the last discussion with the saints. . You know that the power of that sword has escaped, and I am afraid it will not dissipate for thousands of years to come. And you cannot completely destroy that evil weapon, so you decided to seal the Dark Sword until its power is stronger. If it is weakened, you will find a way to destroy it - or continue to seal it. But Bedolis foretells a dark future: he finds that the sword will inevitably lose control and will eventually completely devour the minds of all saints. Bedolis His prophetic ability has its limits. He can only see some fragmented fragments, but there is no way to change it.
"In the end, the saints who had no regard for life and death decided to accept this future, but in order to leave a glimmer of hope and also out of confidence in your own power, you left a memory crystal to Bedolis and said that you would One day you will come back to clean up the mess. In this way, even if you lose your memory in the future, as long as you see the blood crystal again, you will come over to complete your unfinished work."
Vivian thought for a while: "And this also circumvents the curse of the sword. Even if the saints can't tell the truth, they can still get their men to hand over the blood crystal to me - but they I just can’t explain to my compatriots why I did this.”
Mimir lowered his eyes: "That's all."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I have a question!" Lily suddenly jumped out with her hands raised, "Since the Twelve Saints know that the Sword of Darkness is an evil thing, why do they still hold this ceremony! This is not a trick. What about death?"
"They underestimated the corruption of the mind by the Dark Sword," Mimir sighed. "For thousands of years, the voice of that sword has been whispering in the minds of all demon hunters, in a way that they themselves cannot detect. Affecting the minds of the guards. Unconsciously, the twelve saints have been corrupted, and even I have not been able to escape its influence. This is the truth that Bedolis failed to see in the vision: The Darkness The sword does get out of control, but it’s them who releases it themselves.”
Hao Ren finally understood completely.
All the irrational actions of the demon hunters, the slow and passive response of the Twelve Saints despite knowing the truth, and the reason why they let it go despite knowing that the "hunting" behavior was a suspicious impulse, all of this suddenly had an explanation. .
Even a guardian giant like Mimir could not resist the whispers of the God-killing Sword—he was even unable to detect these whispers at all.
But fortunately, when the Sword of Darkness was truly sealed, at least Mimir woke up and he was able to tell everyone the truth.
Mimir was brought to the clock tower of the spiritual world after Ragnarok - thousands of years had passed since the first madness disaster, but through the unique spiritual power of the guardian giant, he was able to survive from the Twelve Saints. The brain unearths these truths.
"It is difficult to do something under the influence of those whispers, but we also tried our best to fight," Mimir smiled faintly, "We cannot break the shackles of our minds, but we can Make some arrangements within this rule. Bedolis sent the blood crystal, and others tried their best to prevent the most corrupted Order of Elders from leaving Corpus, while I, with the help of the memory inheritance ritual cultivation Out comes Claude—as messenger and spokesman in critical moments.”
Mimir's story finally ended here. He left the remaining time to Vivian and Vivian's friends, allowing everyone to slowly sort out and digest these incredible truths.
"Do you think these stories are true?" After a long time, Hao Ren leaned close to Vivian and asked in a low voice.
"There's no way to prove it's false," Vivian smiled bitterly and shook her head. "All the events corresponded, and reasonable reasons can be found for suspicious places. Of course, there are still many unexplained details in the whole story. But six thousand years of time and the corrosion of the minds of insiders by the God-killing Sword can explain everything. Generally speaking... I tend to believe these."
"But I can't believe that you actually did such a big thing back then." Hao Ren couldn't help but look at Vivian with a strange look. Although he knew that the latter had lived for ten thousand years, he didn't expect it. Vivian, who lived a peaceful life, actually had such an earth-shattering past.
"Are you doing something big..." Vivian's voice was a little wavy, "I feel a little scared. After six thousand years of sinking, my strength has declined too much, and losing my memory is a big problem. If it hadn't happened to be with me this time, You are together, if I were to be rashly attracted to Corpus by the blood crystal... the consequences would be really disastrous."
Hao Ren glanced at her sideways: "Then you still accepted such a big order back then."
"Didn't I feel that I had a great advantage back then?" Vivian was a little embarrassed. "And based on my amnesia, I felt that I should be preparing for a new round of sleep. You know, it's easier for me before going to sleep. Excited..."
Hao Ren: "..."
After a moment of silence, Mimir saw that everyone had sorted things out, and he suddenly broke the silence: "The documentary records about the Fourteenth Saint, as well as the early historical data from the excavation of the Corpus ruins, are all kept behind me. room. My dear friend, I think you must be very interested in them."