Chapter 988: Chapter 682: Ancestor Chapter 988: Chapter 682: Ancestor For Duanmu Huai, this was his first time fully harnessing the power of the Old God's Will.
The tendrils slowly wriggled into the man's ear and then extended further inward. Duanmu Huai felt as if the tendrils were his own fingers grasping the warm brain, and he could even distinctly feel the brain's slight tremble. This sensation came not just from touch but also spiritually; Duanmu Huai could sense that his connection with the man's brain was now complete. To him, the man's brain was like an unprotected search engine where he could extract whatever information he needed with just a keyword input.
Thus, Duanmu Huai glanced at the man's brain and inputted the keyword. Quickly, the man's memories appeared before him.
He was born in a small village, which was later destroyed, and he was saved and taken away by a wandering mercenary. Then he learned combat techniques, becoming a mercenary himself. And at that moment, to combat the rampaging Demon King Army, the country summoned heroes, so he responded to the call and embarked on that rough path until… … …
“Hmm???”
Looking at the familiar snowfields, the familiar land, the familiar scenery before him, Duanmu Huai paused and then silently retracted his tendrils, looking at the Black-robed Eunuch who lay collapsed and trembling on the ground. For a moment, even he didn't know what to say.
“Thump thump.”
Just then, there was a knock at the door, followed by Olaya walking in.
“Sorry to disturb, Sir Judge, have you found anything? Who is this man?”
“Uh… there are indeed findings…”
Duanmu Huai found it somewhat difficult to speak as he looked at Olaya and then back at the Black-robed Eunuch.
“Is there a problem?”
“Well, it's not really my problem.”
Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders and then spread his hands open.
“He's your ancestor.”
Upon hearing Duanmu Huai's response, Olaya tilted her head in confusion, clearly not understanding that this was also a way to curse someone.
“I'm sorry, I don't understand…”
“Yes, he is your ancestor, in the literal sense. This man is the Hero who once sealed the Demon King and saved the nation.”
Duanmu Huai pointed at the man collapsed on the ground like a pile of dogshit and said blandly, and Olaya… remained completely stunned.
“Sorry, I must have heard wrong? He…”
“Don't believe it, ask him yourself.”
Duanmu Huai calmly moved aside and made room for Olaya. To be honest, he was also a bit baffled when he first accessed the man's memories. After all, the so-called Hero was just a background figure, but unexpectedly, he was still alive, and alive to this day… and had also become the puppet master behind the scenes…..
“Are you truly our ancestor?”
To be honest, this answer baffled Olaya as well, leaving her at a loss, while the man in question had stopped struggling and finally seemed to have given up on resisting, nodding his head.
“Yes, I am Aurelia Christoph… the foolish man who released the Demon King.”
“Eh? Released the Demon King?”
Upon hearing the man's response, Olaya was taken aback.
“But clearly…”
“You've already broken the seal, haven't you? The coffin inside is empty, right? That's to be expected because I never actually sealed the Demon King. Instead, I made a deal with it.”
As the man spoke, he stood up shakily. Honestly, looking at him now, he bore no resemblance to the Hero who had wielded the Holy Sword and defeated the Demon King; instead, he looked more like a deep-addiction sufferer.
“A deal?”
Duanmu Huai had already learned the truth of the matter through “Past Recollection”, whereas Olaya was completely in the dark and was shocked to hear about this now.
“That's right, I gained the Demon King's power and the ability of Immortality! In exchange, the Demon King had to remain absent from this world for five hundred years!”
“I don't believe it!”
Hearing the man's claim, Olaya shook her head, her expression growing stern as she looked at him.
“I don't know who you are, but I will not allow you to impersonate our ancestor, let alone slander him!”
“Slander? Hahahaha, if you want proof, then watch closely!”
As he spoke, the man suddenly tore open his clothes to reveal a bony body, where even the ribs were clearly visible. At the center of his chest was a peculiar diamond-shaped mark that glowed faintly. Upon seeing this mark, Olaya froze for a moment, instinctively touching her chest in amazement as she stared at the man.
“See? Do you feel it now? This is the crest passed down through our lineage, the symbol that signifies the Hero's descendants—-hahaha, spit on that! It's actually just a damn brand that bastard gave to our family! Hahahahaha!!”
The Black-robed man seemed to fall into a state of madness, throwing his head back in raucous laughter. Meanwhile, Olaya stood dumbfounded, watching him as her entire worldview seemed to shatter–well, understandably, given that the figure she had always considered a symbol of strength turned out to be such a person, Duanmu Huai felt no one would fare much better in her shoes.
Chapter end
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