Chapter 571 Records

Another thing that needed to be reviewed by Raven 12345 was the four scrolls.

Hao Ren still remembered the series of strange phenomena he had triggered in the forest by reciting the contents of these scrolls, so he was very careful when he took them out. Although they seemed to be less dangerous than the "cosmic fragment," their weirdness was no less. He placed the scrolls in front of Raven 12345 and recounted his previous experience: "... In the end, it triggered a short-term change in the celestial phenomena. If I'm not mistaken, this should be the distortion of the real world that you sensed earlier."

Raven 12345 also showed an interested expression when she saw the scrolls. Her fingers tapped lightly on one of the scrolls: "The material is mundane—ordinary magic parchment and laurel wood handles soaked in potions. These things were made by the Olympians, no doubt, and are not 'extraordinary materials' like the Godslayer Sword and the cosmic fragment."

Hao Ren was taken aback: "Then this thing has the power to distort reality..."

He didn't know how powerful the Olympian "gods" were back then, but from Hesperides' fighting style and some of the Demon Hunter's information, it could be seen that this ancient alien family was just a remnant of a magical civilization. Their technological level was maintained at the planetary level, and their understanding of natural forces was still very simple and crude. It was difficult to believe that such a civilization had the technology to shake the rules of reality.

However, before he could finish his words, he suddenly realized where the power of the scroll came from: from the things recorded on it.

"Thought of it?" Raven 12345 looked at Hao Ren with a smile. "How is it? Do you understand more about these out-of-control extraordinary powers now?"

Hao Ren took a deep breath: "The 'Ancient King' and 'Lord of Mad Whispers' recorded on this are the primordial chaos we just discussed? What is mentioned on this about descending into the world is probably the Creator Goddess?"

Vivian's eyes widened slightly. When she heard Hao Ren recite the words on the scroll earlier, she had already developed a strong curiosity about those mystical sentences, but the changes that followed prevented her from thinking deeply about this issue. Now, the direction of this issue seemed to be getting interesting.

As a divine-blooded creation created by the Creator Goddess herself, she was now instinctively very interested in all the secrets of the Creator Goddess.

"Close enough," Raven 12345 affirmed Hao Ren's guess. "These scrolls are not special in themselves. What is special is what is recorded on them. These records have already touched on some deep secrets of the universe, and extraordinary power has therefore permeated the information contained in these words. Even if someone just reads them, it is enough to cause the release of power."

Hao Ren was dumbfounded: "Just some records... have this kind of effect?"

"That's right," Raven 12345 blinked. "For some special existences, power can be寄宿于万事万物 (jìsù yú wànshìwànwù, reside in all things), and this is not the patent of true gods. The only difference between true gods and false gods is a kind of information disturbance force called 'symbolic power'. This disturbance force allows us to better control the rules of the world, but under this, within the scope of the rules of the universe, false gods can also exhibit powers similar to gods. The 'Lord of Mad Whispers' is something extremely close to a god, to the extent that its name and deeds also possess considerable power. These scrolls… I don't know how the Olympians obtained these forbidden knowledges, but they recorded these materials, and brought the power of that Lord of Mad Whispers to this universe."

As she spoke, the corners of Raven 12345's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of a smile: "But it's just bad luck for this thing. This universe has me sitting in charge. It can toss and turn as it pleases, which will only make it easier for us to understand its essence and weaknesses."

Vivian looked at the scroll with an incredulous expression: "If such dangerous power can be brought out so easily, wouldn't that be terrible? What if someone copied this scroll in large quantities... or just spread it around? Wouldn't that be the end of it?"

"There's no need to worry about that, because this kind of 'power leakage' cannot be replicated. What carries the power is not the scroll, nor the words on the scroll, but the 'truth' behind it," Raven 12345 shook her head. "This is difficult to explain… In short, only someone who truly knows the truth, knows the cause and effect, and personally records their knowledge, will a guy like the 'Lord of Mad Whispers' have the opportunity to spread his power outward. And a person who knows nothing, even if they copy the scroll a thousand times, will not cause any harm."

Hao Ren thoughtfully stroked his chin: "Oh, I understand—in other words, only someone who knew about the Lord of Mad Whispers from the beginning can make this kind of scroll, but a second person who learns about this knowledge through the scroll cannot replicate it?"

Raven 12345 nodded slightly: "This is also why there are many heretical churches that preach those distorted doctrines all day long, because they want their worshiped 'gods' to be known by more people. Only when more and more people go to understand those distorted and forbidden knowledges will the evil god's power have the opportunity to spread out. There is a universal rule in this regard: the more you know about an evil god, the more you will become its power carrier. When your understanding of it reaches a certain level, you will be qualified to become the next 'preacher'. You can obtain forbidden power by writing the name of the evil god and recording the deeds of the evil god, but conversely, you will also be gradually eroded by this forbidden power and eventually be swallowed by it."

Hao Ren subconsciously muttered: "Could it be that the Olympians have secretly defected to that 'Lord of Mad Whispers'? Uh, that doesn't seem right. According to the things recorded on the scroll, they obviously regard the Lord of Mad Whispers as a dangerous factor."

"If I guess correctly, the Olympians should be believers of the Creator Goddess, or at least stand on the opposite side of the Lord of Mad Whispers," Raven 12345 said. "They don't want to spread the Lord of Mad Whispers, but want to record certain truths. According to the first paragraph of the scroll, they regard the Lord of Mad Whispers as a disaster and regard the subsequently descending god as a savior who brings order. It's just that mortals studying the world of gods is a rather dangerous act. Although they are very careful and even use various complex text encryptions to prevent the power of the Lord of Mad Whispers from leaking out, their contact with these forbidden knowledges is essentially a kind of 'learning'. The more they resist it, the more they become its carrier… I think, even without the Twilight of the Gods triggered by the Demon Hunters, these Olympian 'gods' would sooner or later be swallowed by the nightmares in their memories."

Hao Ren frowned as he looked at the scroll floating in front of him: "So the multiple languages and grammars it uses are not to prevent someone from deciphering it, but to prevent the power of the Lord of Mad Whispers from seeping out through the scroll… But where did they learn these secrets from? Even the guardians of the Creator Goddess don't know about the Lord of Mad Whispers. Where did these Olympians learn about it?"

"I don't know about that," Raven 12345 shrugged. "To be honest, I've always felt that the guardians around the Creator Goddess are very strange. They are the goddess's envoys, the firstborn of God, and logically speaking, they are the group closest to God, but now it seems that the Creator Goddess is hiding many things from her children. At least the things before these guardians were born, the Creator Goddess didn't tell them at all."

Speaking of this, not only did Raven 12345 feel unable to figure it out, but Hao Ren and Vivian had also long suspected it. No matter what, the guardians should be the most trustworthy people for the Creator Goddess. No matter how many concerns that god had, she shouldn't be afraid of her children. What's more, according to the information currently available, the Creator Goddess trusts her guardians extremely—since she trusts them so much, then why not tell them some truths?

Could it be just because of the reason Raven 12345 had speculated: the Creator Goddess didn't dare to say the name of the Lord of Mad Whispers with her own mouth to prevent that ancient demon from taking the opportunity to escape?

"The scrolls may have the answers to these questions," Raven 12345 snapped her fingers, and the four scrolls were enveloped in a light and slowly fell onto the low table in front of Hao Ren. "Take them back and study them carefully. Also, include the cosmic fragment from earlier. These two things are left to you to handle."

Although it wasn't the first time the other party had entrusted these tasks to him, Hao Ren still felt a burst of curiosity at this time: "Just leave it all to me? Aren't you going to take a closer look?"

Raven smiled slightly and said something that seemed to have a deeper meaning: "I'm watching—I just need to watch you."

Hao Ren showed a thoughtful expression, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

After all these matters were handed over, Hao Ren mentioned another thing: "In fact... after Hercules died, I came into contact with a very strange 'illusion'."

"Illusion?"

"Yeah, it seems to be a cosmic starry sky," Hao Ren nodded lightly, describing the blurry and distorted starry sky he saw to the other party, "... In the end, I was inexplicably ejected again. It seemed to be a static place, and I didn't see any clues."

"Looking at your expression, you should already have some guesses about this illusion," Raven 12345 looked into Hao Ren's eyes. "What are you thinking?"

Hao Ren didn't say a word, just raised his hand, showing the "cosmic fragment" on his hand.

The cosmic fragment lay quietly in his palm, and the twinkling lights moved on the dark background, like brilliant stars.

The corners of Raven 12345's mouth turned up: "You suspect you saw the inside of this thing?"

"Not just saw it, I suspect I've already been inside it once."