Chapter 235 The Anka Tero Family

The Anka Tero family patriarch, Vogus, was still alive. Although very weak, he had finally recovered from the low temperature and mild suffocation. After discovering the old patriarch who had survived, Andaher immediately moved him to a warmer place: beside Hesperides.

Hesperides was standing in the center of the hall with a slightly helpless expression. Her whole body exuded a warm light, a light that had the power to heal injuries and invigorate the spirit, more suitable for the current situation than the vigorous demon hunter's holy flame and the restless fire magic. The Tana people in the most critical condition were moved to her side, slowly recovering their strength under the light of the Twilight Goddess. It seemed that the principle of making the best use of everything was not only common among the oddballs in Hao Ren's house, but other aliens and demon hunters also knew how to make good use of various supernatural powers. Hesperides had now become a heater...

Hao Ren and Hassou came to the patriarch's side and saw the aged Tana, with his pale gold skin, slowly opening his eyes under Andaher's care. He looked around a little confused, seeming unable to grasp the situation, "Where am I... who are you?"

"Vogus," Andaher grasped the old patriarch's hand, "Listen to me, things have calmed down for the time being. These are the rescue personnel."

"I am Hassou, an elder of the demon hunters. Next to me is Hao Ren, the leader of an alien shelter in the Asian region," Hassou nodded to Vogus. Perhaps he himself had never imagined that one day he would speak to an alien patriarch in such a manner, "How do you feel now?"

"I'm alright," Vogus supported himself up with effort. Water droplets condensed from moisture fell from his clothes. He coughed a few times, spitting out some vital substances from the cryogenic chamber. Then he noticed his compatriots who were being cared for around him, "Are the others alright?"

Hassou and Hao Ren told the patriarch the general situation, and finally told him that it was now a month later—and that only a few hundred people should have survived in the entire Anka Tero territory. Unexpectedly, Vogus appeared very calm after hearing this. It seemed that he had already thought of the worst result before entering the cryogenic facility, and now it was just confirmed. Or perhaps the Tana people's emotional expression was different from that of Earthlings, and it was difficult for Hao Ren and Hassou to see obvious signs of grief on that expressionless alien face.

Vivian came up from behind. She leaned slightly in front of Vogus, "I am Vivian, Vivian Ansessta. I wonder if your family still has records of me."

The moment he heard Vivian's name, an expression that Earthlings could understand finally appeared on Vogus's pale gold face. He looked very surprised, and when he looked at Vivian, his eyes seemed to be looking at a living myth, "Vivian?! You are... once with our ancestors..."

"Great, it seems that at least the inheritance hasn't been cut off here," Vivian breathed a sigh of relief, "My memories are lost, and the families outside are also scattered. I was really worried that I would never find anyone who could tell me what happened back then."

Hao Ren had a lot of questions to get answers from Vogus. Therefore, after letting the patriarch rest for a while to recover his strength, he immediately began a series of inquiries with Hassou. Vogus's answers on the questions about Ammtula and those demon hunters were similar to what Andaher knew, so these questions were quickly skipped. Hao Ren's main concern was still the innate hostility and the Shadow of Chaos.

"What exactly did you seal?" Hao Ren's mind was full of this matter, "Are they living beings? Some kind of phenomenon? Or some kind of curse?"

Vogus leaned against a pillar, his voice low and slow, "None of those. It's not anything that can be specifically described. It's an abstract... concept. It's the dark side in the heart of the gods, the anger and hatred of the gods. It's not a curse, but something more abstract than a curse, something difficult for mortal wisdom to understand."

Hao Ren was stunned after hearing this answer, because he couldn't help but think of what the spirit detective Pierre had said before—that the Shadows of Chaos were the embodiment of the dark sides in the hearts of the ancient alien gods, the result of the hatred gradually materializing from the struggles between the ancient gods (such as the Zeus family and the Odin family). But this statement came from the mouth of a spirit detective, and Hao Ren had been highly skeptical of its reliability from the beginning. He never expected that the Anka Tero family, who were responsible for guarding the seal, would also think so!

Could it be that those things really were the materialization of the dark sides in the hearts of the aliens? The original sins in the hearts of the various supernatural races?

If that was the case, then things would be mysterious.

Hao Ren couldn't read the expression on Vogus's face. Vogus, on the other hand, understood the emotions of Earthlings very well. He knew what Hao Ren was thinking when he saw the change in his expression, but he could only shake his head, "I know you are confused by this statement, but that's all I know. These are all words passed down from our ancestors. I'm just reciting them to you verbatim. Those Shadows of Chaos have been indescribable from the beginning. Even the ancestors of our family didn't know how to explain them to future generations, so this vague metaphor has been passed down from generation to generation."

"Alright, let's not mention the Shadows of Chaos for now. Let's just assume that it is the evil of this world," Vivian waved her hand impatiently, "What is the relationship between that thing and innate hostility? Why did those shadows become active after the sense of hostility between aliens disappeared?"

Vogus smiled bitterly, "To be honest, I don't know either. If I knew, this wouldn't have happened. My memory is still stuck a month ago. You know, for me, the Shadows of Chaos only just escaped the seal a few hours ago. So all I can tell you now is the various teachings I inherited from my ancestors."

Vivian was obviously not satisfied with this answer, so Vogus, after some thought, spoke out a certain guess he had from before, "If there must be an answer... perhaps the Shadows of Chaos are just another manifestation of the innate hostility between the various races."

"The Shadows of Chaos are innate hostility?" Hao Ren quickly understood the meaning from Vogus's words, "You're saying that those shadows... are the 'innate hostility' in the bloodlines of aliens being extracted?"

"Our ancestors left behind some words," Vogus said in a low voice, "'We are the cursed ones exiled in this world, a long-lasting curse will forever fall upon our heads.' This curse refers to the sense of hostility between the various races, so this hostility cannot be lifted from the beginning. But I had unnecessary illusions before, and I never thought that trying to lift the curse would cause such a terrible backlash: those Shadows of Chaos may be the sentinels monitoring this curse. When the sense of hostility between the various races disappears, they will immediately break open the seal and rush out to re-'infect' us, in order to ensure that this cycle of killing continues endlessly."

Hao Ren knew that Vogus's words contained many of his own conjectures, so he didn't dare to believe them completely, but the other party's statement was still worth taking seriously:

The Shadows of Chaos are innate hostility, and the two will complement and resonate with each other. Once the innate sense of hostility between the various races disappears, the Shadows of Chaos will appear and re-infect the races, reopening innate hostility. This mechanism is like a malignant virus with a self-healing function, deeply rooted in the bloodlines of the various supernatural races.

If this statement was believed, it could basically explain what everyone had experienced in this alien space so far.

"But even if you make those shadows sound so mysterious, I still sealed that thing with your ancestors back then," Vivian looked at Vogus with her arms folded, "I remember sealing it in something called the Solar Wheel, right? Where is that disc? Let's go take a look at the situation."

Compared to the others, Vivian's attitude towards the Shadows of Chaos was a bit disdainful, probably because she had successfully sealed that thing once a long time ago, and she had a secret confidence in her heart—however, this bat spirit had completely forgotten that she had even forgotten her talent tree from back then...

"The Solar Wheel..." Vogus's voice was somewhat grave, "You once helped my ancestors control that artifact, so you are certainly qualified to see it, but do you still know what that thing is now?"

"I heard Andaher say that the Solar Wheel wasn't made by you, you were just keeping it," Vivian nodded slightly, "That thing is older than your family, it's a well-deserved artifact."

"It comes from an unknown place, something created by a great existence that we cannot understand," Vogus's voice carried a hint of fear, "Yes, it is an artifact, but it has nothing to do with the word 'holy.' It is something that brings disaster, the original container of the Shadows of Chaos, and may even be the root of the innate hostility phenomenon, but we can't even think of destroying it. In the past few thousand years, we have tried our best to keep it stable. That thing is filled with the aura of destruction and madness from the inside out, even when the seal is still intact. And now that the seal has been broken, I can't imagine what the situation is."