Chapter 170 Nonsense

"Bullshit." Vivian was concise, but her conciseness confused the two Aiben elders. Bluefly looked at Vivian in surprise, "How did you..."

"The Day of Return, I understood everything you said," Vivian didn't seem interested at all, her tone dismissive, "It's nothing more than the powers of various heterogeneous races are about to recover, the glorious dynasties established by the heterogeneous races will reappear, demon hunters will die, and the earth belongs to us. This kind of statement has never stopped since the demon hunters exterminated the last satyr kingdom more than three thousand years ago. It pops up almost every hundred years, but what happened? The satyrs tried to reclaim their mountains, and now there are only a hundred or so left. The Death Lord wanted to rebuild his army, and now you can hardly see any undead on Earth. Even the Death Lord's own skull was smashed and fed to dogs. Five hundred years ago, the Vorm werewolf tribe attacked the human church, and their elders appeared on the demon hunters' boots on the third day—in the form of insoles and uppers. The most miserable ones are the cave dwellers. They tried to reclaim their underground caves in the Northern Lands, but they encountered Soviet underground nuclear tests as soon as they gathered. Not even ashes were left. I have been present for almost all of the above events or obtained first-hand information from other sources. Revival of the Mythological Age? Heh—as long as the heterogeneous races maintain their current loose state and there is no large-scale population recovery, and no events occur within humans and demon hunters that could lead to racial extinction, the Mythological Age will never be revived. Have you seen a nuclear bomb? Boom, the whole family explodes. Even the satyr's bloodline can't withstand radioactive dust. Let me tell you, even if the demon hunters really die out, humans are enough to deal with the heterogeneous races, as long as they calm down from the initial panic. These seemingly weak creatures are not as easy to deal with as you think. There are too many of them, and they are extremely good at blowing themselves and the whole world to smithereens."

Finally, Vivian said in a gloomy tone, "At worst, a global nuclear explosion for martyrdom. Believe me, they dare. I've seen more than one madman like that. Hitler was just one of them."

Not only the two Aiben elders, but even Hao Ren looked at Vivian with surprise. He had never seen the vampire girl say such a long passage in such a hurried and eloquent tone, and the content of this passage was quite激烈. In his impression, Vivian had always been gentle and well-mannered. She was a woman who was polite to everyone and had a gentle temper, but today Vivian's state seemed a little abnormal from the moment the two Aiben elders came to visit...

Perhaps this is the true character of the "Countess who brings the Red Moon"? Is it the comfortable life that has made her restrain this激烈side?

Bluefly was stunned for a while, his expression very subtle: "I didn't expect these words to come from the mouth of a high-level blood族. It sounds more like something a demon hunter would say... Why are you so pessimistic? Are you satisfied with the current situation? Don't you want to get rid of the shadow of the demon hunters over the entire world?"

"Of course I want to. It would be a good thing to defeat the demon hunters, but I won't be as blindly optimistic as you," Vivian chuckled. "I've lived much longer than you. Although many memories are blurred, I can still vaguely remember humans wearing animal skins, and the most glorious scenes of the heterogeneous dynasties. From the thunder giants building Mount Olympus, to the solar ship being blown up by the demon hunters' giant bow, I've seen it all, and I've seen the failures of the heterogeneous races' several counterattacks afterwards, so a simple 'Day of Return' doesn't have much appeal to me unless you can come up with more practical evidence... By the way, you don't really have evidence, do you?"

Bluefly probably didn't expect the Countess, who was always known for her nonchalant and eccentric behavior, to say such weighty words. He was silent for a long time to organize his language. Finally, he raised his head: "We don't have anything that can be called 'evidence', but the sirens accurately predicted all the events of the past one or two hundred years after they came ashore, including the inexplicable decline of the demon hunters, the rise of several heterogeneous races, and some marine-related anomalies. Moreover, under their guidance, we have indeed slightly recovered some of our former power. You know, the reason why the heterogeneous races have declined to this point is largely due to the decline in our power. The reason for the large-scale decline thousands of years ago has not yet been found, but it is certain that the heterogeneous races on this planet directly lost more than two-thirds of their power due to that decline, and the stronger the race, the more severe the decline. More than half of the demon species were even directly exiled to spatial crevices, but now the aftereffects of this decline seem to be slowly 'healing'... If it weren't for these solid phenomena, we wouldn't have believed in the Day of Return with such hotheadedness. Just like you said, the historical counterattacks have indeed failed, and now the remaining ones are all smart people."

"That's a bit interesting... You said power is recovering?" Vivian looked at Bluefly with burning eyes. "How much has it recovered?"

Hao Ren had heard Vivian mention the Mythological Age and the Great Decline before, but at that time, he listened to them as legends: In ancient times, the heterogeneous races established a mythological dark order, "gods" stood on the earth, and magic and nightmare-like power shrouded the entire world. At that time, humans could only live as "sheep" raised by the heterogeneous races on a whim on the primitive land, and tremble to build magnificent palaces for the powerful masters such as the thunder giants (although they were equally high above, they were already considered very gentle rulers for humans compared to other heterogeneous races). The reason why such a seemingly endless and dark desperate mythological era ended, in addition to the enlightenment of humans and the activity of demon hunters, a very important reason was the "Great Decline" that permeated all heterogeneous groups.

All heterogeneous races, including werewolves, vampires, undead, demons, no matter who they were, could not escape a great decline, which swept the world like a plague.

Now hearing Bluefly's statement, Hao Ren realized that the Great Decline seemed to be much more serious than imagined.

"As for the degree of recovery..." Bluefly paused before continuing to answer, "Actually, it has only recovered a little bit, but this is a real recovery. Some of the talents that we originally thought had been completely lost have reappeared in newborns, and some characteristics can only be found in the family's historical books. The Aiben family has also produced the first Dark Moon werewolf in thousands of years. This is the first case after the Great Decline. And those sirens had already predicted everything before all these anomalies occurred. You see, we can't help but believe it."

"Then what about the decline of the demon hunters?" Vivian stared at Bluefly. "The most important thing in those mumbo-jumbo prophecies of the Day of Return is 'the continuous decline of those brutal hounds'. This obviously refers to the demon hunters."

Bluefly nodded, confirming one thing: Following the heterogeneous races, it is now the demon hunters' turn to usher in their plague.

"The number of demon hunters is decreasing," the werewolf elder's tone could not hide his excitement. "If we hadn't carefully observed for more than a hundred years under the prompt of the messengers, I'm afraid no one would have noticed this. The number of demon hunters has decreased by about 10% in the past one hundred and fifty years. This is still an insignificant number and will not change the balance, but as long as this trend continues, their era will come to an end!"

"That's... the only good news." Vivian sighed.

At this time, Hao Ren only thought of one thing: The heterogeneous races seem to be really recovering! What about humans then?

"Are you really planning to rebuild the Mythological Age?" Hao Ren tried to make his expression appear calm and asked in a steady tone, "Come to the forefront and declare war on humans?"

This question was straightforward and forceful. Apart from the two Aiben elders, everyone else knew that Hao Ren was a human—at least on his household registration book, and in addition, there was an unknown "true god" behind Hao Ren. Therefore, as soon as this question was raised, even Vivian couldn't help but shrink behind the sofa. She felt that once the Day of Return really came, this matter might not only be a matter between humans and heterogeneous races: Who knows if that goddess would be willing to watch the balance on Earth be broken?

They didn't know the standards of Hesperian gods when managing the world, so they could only consider all situations.

Hao Ren looked at the two Aiben elders seriously, quietly waiting for their answers. Their answers would directly determine whether Hao Ren's work report next week would be six words or six hundred words.