The Record of Unusual Creature

Hao Ren tried to describe what he heard in the illusion as far as he could, but he had difficulty to put what he learned through some ‘transcendence’ into words. At the moment when the deicide murdered the Goddess, there was a tremendous amount of information pouring into his mind. He was unaware of anything at the time, but the information began to emerge from the depths of his mind to make him realize the entire process about how the innate hostility came.

He roughly described it as “the evil had distorted and tainted the blood of the Goddess, and the catastrophic power leaked from the blood of the Goddess had also tainted the Wall of Reality, leading to the distortion of the otherworldlings that arrived in the surface world through the Wall of Reality.” As for how this process happened, he could hardly express it in words.

Though the Hasse, Y’zaks, and Vivian were experts, who had vast experience in the mysticism and could see from how difficult Hao Ren was cudgeling his brains for words that what he saw was not merely an illusion. The message of the super experience was almost incommunicable.

“It’s good enough to know the rough idea,” Vivian said and stopped Hao Ren from trying to explain more. “We don’t need to know how it works.”

“Now we know the root cause of the innate hostility,” Y’zaks said, rubbing his bald top. “The biggest question now is whether we can stop the phenomenon completely. If we cleanse the Gilded Disc, will the innate hostility between the otherworldlings in the world end?”

Hao Ren shook his head. “There is no guarantee that it will work. What is certain is that the Gilded Disc is the carrier that brought the innate hostile to this world and this sense of hostility had already spread in the blood of various races 10,000 years ago. We can only purify the Gilded Disc to keep the situation from deteriorating further. Perhaps time will tell if we could eliminate the innate hostility all together.”

“It’s like an infection that has spread,” Vivian said thoughtfully. “What happened to the declining innate hostility between the races in the last two months?” she asked.

“At present, it seems that it has nothing to do with the Gilded Disc, or at least it’s not directly related. Until a month ago, the Gilded Disc was well sealed, and there was no contact with the outside world,” Hao Ren said confidently.

“It’s not because of the Gilded Disc?” Vivian’s brows knit together. “Then it means there’s no fresh lead,” she said.

“Wait a second. If there was no contact between the Gilded Disc and the outside world, why did the seal suddenly fail a month ago?” Y’zaks asked. “Why the Shades of Chaos could break free from the seal exactly after the blood-exchange ritual between the demon hunters and the Ancattero family? I think this is evidence that the Gilded Disc had affected the innate hostility even the disc was still sealed. Once the innate hostility of the races disappeared, the Gilded Disc became active again and spread the negative forces that it was carrying.”

Hao Ren looked back at the Gilded Disc on the altar. The huge artifact still floated silently in midair but had stopped spinning. Like a silent metal mask floated stationary in the air, it remained silent amid the doubts and questions that were thrown at it.

“To explain this problem, we must first understand the detailed factors of the corruption of the Goddess’ blood, and then figure out how this divine artifact works,” Hao Ren said slowly. “Now, besides knowing that it was the deicide that caused the corruption, we know nothing about how it worked.”

What he meant was crystal clear: the Gilded Disc contained an endless list of secrets, but as of now, they did not have enough information to decode everything.

“Anyway, things have been solved. Bring this thing back and study it,” Vivian said. She understood what Hao Ren meant, and nodded. “Whether the innate hostility of the otherworldlings would completely disappear, at least we don’t have to worry that they will come to blows like yesteryears. Things won’t get worse again.”

As the discussion finished, Hasse could not wait but ask, “Can I ask questions now?”

Hao Ren looked at Hasse. “Oh, you’re still here,” he said.

Cold sweat was trickling down Hasse’s back. “Where can I be if not here? Wasn’t you let me listen by the side?” he said.

Hao Ren rubbed his forehead. “I’m sorry, I was too occupied with the divine artifact and confused for a while. Where should I begin now?”

All along, only Hao Ren and a few others knew about the things of Plane of Dreams, and people like Hessiana and a few other teammates had a smattering of it. Meanwhile, things about the Goddess of Creation, the extinction in the Plane of Dreams, and the deicidal war were strictly confidential. According to the confidential rules Hao Ren had to abide by, in fact, the otherworldlings on Earth had the right to know the things about the Plane of Dreams. It was just that he had no idea of how to tell them. Things were too weird to be believable and spanning a thousand years after of time after all. So he had no choice but tread carefully.

Now since things had come to this stage and the senior demon hunter was at the secret where he was retrieving the artifact of the Goddess of Creation, Hao Ren felt that it was the time telling the truth to this special interested party.

Perhaps it was most appropriate to treat the senior demon hunter as the first layer of intelligence interface.

He looked into Hasse’s single eye and asked, “Do you know where the supernatural races on this planet come from?”

There was a flash of light in Hasse’s single eye. He knew the question was straight to the point. “Do you mean the origin of all non-human races including the demon hunters?” he asked back.

Hao Ren nodded silently.

“Though there are many theories of Amatura are considered a myth,” Hasse looked down slightly, “but at least I do agree with one thing: the supernatural races on Earth are not naturally born on this planet. It does not conform to the laws of nature.”

“It’s good that you think so,” Hao Ren said with a sigh of relief. He then continued with a serious tone of voice. “Beyond this universe, next to our real world, there is a place called the Plane of Dreams…”

Under the radiant glow of the Gilded Disc, Hasse sat on the edge of the ancient altar, listening to Hao Ren talking about what happened and was happening in the other world while Vivian and Y’zaks chimed in to give their perspectives occasionally. The MDT also hovered in front of Hasse and showed the special footage in its memory to the senior demon hunter. Hasse saw in the hologram the vast green steppe of Holletta, the beautiful ancient ruins on the Golden Star, the icy gray and white rogue planet, and the blue planet of the sirens.

Hao Ren’s description gave Hasse a rough idea of the existence of the Plane of Dreams, but the more convincing evidence was the footage recorded by the MDT. The lackey, who was bitchy, unpredictable, quirky and seemingly undependable was, in fact, an exceptionally reliable AI assistant that followed Hao Ren in every adventure he took. Even Hao Ren was amazed by the number of logs the PDA had created.

“File number XXXXX, location: Dragonspine Ride, Holletta. The First Born has awakened, the biological threat is extremely high. I will continue to observe…”

“File number XXXXX, location: Tannagost. An ecosystem cleansing has happened on this planet. The inspector has retrieved the local civilization database…”

“File number XXXXX, location: the planet Io, the consciousness of the planet with the code name Eva is sleeping again, the Io’s siren civilization is registered as…”

“File number XXXXX, location: the Ark in exile, the extinction of the original civilization on the planet is confirmed, the executor was an out-of-control First Born. Officially registered as an extinct civilization, the inspector has extracted the civilization database, the expected file number is…”

The MDT showed the unclassified and narrated in a machine voice. It was showing all these for no other but one purpose:

It wanted Hasse to know how the original homeland of the otherworldlings on Earth looked.

The senior demon hunter understood every word that Hao Ren said, but it seemed that he needed time to digest all these things. As the MDT finished showing the last image of a planet Hasse could not help but turn to Hao. “Who are you?” he asked.

“I can only say that I travel the worlds for a living. I observe and bring back information of various civilizations, but our organization and the truth outside the world are confidential,” Hao Ren said. “As you can see, I have been to many places.”

Hao Ren had told Hasse many things, but he knew he did not violate the confidentiality agreement. There was only one core clause in the confidentiality agreement, that was unless it was necessary, he must not interfere with the development process of any civilization, and the subclause was that civilization must only know what was within their scope of existence. In other words, the Earthlings would just know about the things of the Earth, the interstellar race could only understand the things of their universe, and the otherworldlings were unique in that they were involved in both worlds, so they had the right to know about both the universe of their hometown and the universe that they currently lived.

At least they had the right to know how their place of origin looked.

All other information beyond these, such as the Space Administration and the whole macro-world system, were classified. He must not disclose beyond the mere mention of their names.

Therefore, without breaking the confidentiality agreement, Hao Ren had let Hasse know the ins and outs of these otherworldlings on Earth, and also the truth of the deicidal war.

Hasse finally could put two and two together about what Hao Ren had told him. He was stunned. “That is to say, we the demon hunters and otherworldlings have been killing each other for 10,000 years is the result of someone who has nothing to do with us has killed their creator?” he asked.

Vivian sighed. “Yeah, they are the cause of everything.”