The female voice that suddenly sounded was hollow and ethereal, and everyone had heard her voice here more than once. Hao Ren turned around, and saw a woman in white standing less than five meters behind him. She was wearing a long dress of a high society woman more than two centuries ago, and her light brown curly hair was tied into a bun. Two bunches of hair hang down from behind her ears and on her chest. Her appearance is noble and dignified, with aristocratic temperament, just as seen in the portraits before.
Hao Ren's eyes lingered on the other party for a while, and saw that the edge of the woman's body was slightly trembling and translucent: just like the information I had before, this is an undead.
There is no doubt that she is the ghost who mysteriously sounded the warning many times before.
"Are you finally willing to show your face?" Hao Ren looked at the woman not far away, "I thought you were going to keep watching."
"It's not that I finally showed up, but that you finally came to my place," the undead woman said calmly, with an ethereal voice, "I didn't expect you to find this place, and few people can reach this level of space ... who the hell are you guys?"
Hao Ren couldn't help but think of the little boy's evil body in the jar. He still remembered that the space deflected only after the little boy suddenly made a violent fuss. It's hard to explain how a weak chicken evil spirit has this ability, but the matter in front of him seems to be related to the little guy.
But he couldn't explain this to the undead in front of him, so he just nodded: "We have our own way."
The female undead didn't seem to be interested in this question either. She looked at Hao Ren and the others curiously: "Why did you come here? I can feel that you have a strong goal, but it is not wealth, nor magic knowledge, nor is it Pure curiosity... There are many people who come here, and what they are after are these three things, what are you after?"
"We're looking for Hercules," Hesperis stepped forward, "we're looking for the artifact he took away."
"Ah... the worst of all bad answers," the female undead sighed, "you are after the most dangerous thing, and someone is still after that thing..."
Hao Ren waved his hand and interrupted the female undead's words: "Wait a minute, you'd better not jump to conclusions so quickly, first figure out who we are - the one who spoke just now, she is the only survivor of the Olympus family One, Hesperis."
"Ethnicity of Olympus?" The expression on the female undead's face seemed to have finally changed, "Why, why did the survivors of Olympus suddenly come out to find Hercules and that artifact?"
"It's not what I'm looking for, it's my friend," Hesperis pointed at Vivian, "Do you know who she is?"
The female undead stared at Vivienne for a while, then shook her head slightly: "I don't know, even if I knew it once, I don't know it now... Ah, I have been dead for more than two centuries, and there are not many things I can remember now."
"Vivienne? Ansesta, the oldest alien, you should still remember these things," Vivienne said lightly, and an aura of an elder slowly opened up, "The one of Hercules Artifact... Now I suspect that that thing stole part of my power. I found the record of that artifact from your demon hunter file, and traced it to this point, but now it seems that this matter is more serious than I imagined. It's complicated."
"Bringing the Countess of the Red Moon?!" The female undead was really impressed by this thunderous name, "You said you found records from our witcher's file... How is this possible? The information should be in Corpus... "
Hao Renqing coughed: "Hey, we have been to Corpus more than once. The outside world has been turned upside down. The war between demon hunters and aliens has just ended. We have found the root of innate hostility and hunting instincts and have completely eliminated it. 'Cursed'. Ah, this is not the time to talk about this, we can explain it later if you are interested, now you tell us about this place first... "
"No, tell me the changes outside first." The female undead suddenly got up and floated less than one meter in front of Hao Ren, her face was as cold as ice, "what you said sounds like a fairy tale to me, which makes me even more worried. Can't trust you guys. You're approaching a dangerous secret, and I don't know if you're going to kill yourself or have a plan, so convince me, let me trust you!"
The stubbornness and moodiness of the undead are well known, and Hao Ren also knew that if he wanted to understand the things here, he had to gain the trust of the female undead in front of him, so he didn't shirk. The Situation Between the Demon and the Alien—his emphasis on his adventures in Corpus is a great source of persuasion.
Of course, he still kept some secrets that should not be told to outsiders.
The whole narration process lasted for nearly an hour, because the female undead would always interrupt from time to time to ask some questions. In the end, when Hao Ren finished talking about the establishment of the Shadow Council and the situation of Corpus waiting to be rebuilt, the female undead Finally no more questions.
"The sky is turned upside down, the sky is turned upside down..." the female undead sighed softly, "If I hadn't experienced similar things personally, how would I dare to believe that the 'hunting instinct' is a shackle that can be removed... However, what you know about Corpus is impossible. It's fake, the scene in the bell tower of the spirit world, if you don't experience it yourself, it's hard for ordinary people to imagine. Then, I'm willing to believe you, 50%."
Hao Ren exhaled, and thought that five achievements are not bad. He still overwhelmed the fact that the first saint became a husky through a mistake in reincarnation, and that the thirteenth saint was the ancestor of the vampire next to him. These two things It might take more effort to say it, because any demon hunter with a normal mind and who has never experienced the Battle of Corpus would definitely not believe it.
For this reason, he pushed Lili's head back three times in a row just now: Girl Gou wanted to interrupt just now, and she really wanted people to come over to pay respects to the late emperor...
"My name is Hathaway," the female undead finally said her name, which was a signal of willingness to cooperate. "If you have any questions, please ask. I have a lot of time here."
Vivian was the first to speak: "Why do demon hunters come together with aliens? Your hunting instinct and Hercules' innate hostility have also disappeared? Could it be the power of that artifact?"
"It seems that you really don't know the situation of that 'artifact'," Hathaway looked into Vivienne's eyes, probably because after she died, she was a little bit see-through. When she faced Vivienne, she was not ordinary and young. The tension and restraint of a demon hunter or a different kind, "you only know that it has your power, but you don't know that it also contains a secret that is far more profound than your power. We were originally a team responsible for hunting Hercules There were twelve of us in the team. On the west side of France, we set traps and fought fiercely for ten days and nights with Hercules who held the artifact. During that battle, our hostile impulses It disappeared. Master Mojaben was the first to discover the abnormal situation, and he happened to know something about the research on the 'hunting instinct' within the religious order... There is no need to repeat the details after that. In short, in the end, we and Hagrid Sri Lanka made an armistice."
Hao Ren thought of the news he got from Bai Huo: "Ah, I remembered, I saw records about you in the file of the witcher: the last hunt for Hercules, there were twelve The whereabouts of the demon hunter are unknown, and it seems that he died with the hunted target—that is you? Did you make a fake?"
Hathaway nodded silently in acknowledgment.
Hesperis asked: "Because you know that you will become 'heretics' if you return to the cult, and you are unwilling to continue hunting aliens even though you know that your hunting instinct is problematic, so you simply chose Defect?"
"We didn't betray the cult," Hathaway said, paying attention to this issue. "We just kept our names incognito and used our own methods to find out the truth."
"Well, let's not discuss this kind of issue. After all, the Demon Hunter Order two centuries ago is still different from the modern one. It was a terrible thing to not have the hunting instinct at that time." Hao Ren waved his hand, "Our topic Back on the 'artifact', I wonder what the hell it is, what's in it, and... what did you guys do to this place?"
"We built a prison to imprison a crazy Nightmare Lord." Hathaway turned her head and looked at the narrow window, which was in the direction of the village. "You may have seen its surface form in the real world, But here, that's where the prison really is. As for the artifact, it's a long story - the core of that thing wasn't even created by the Olympian 'gods' themselves, they just got it from some older, Steal it in the hands of a more powerful being."
Hathaway said, and glanced at Vivienne: "It's not from your hands." (To be continued~^~)