Chapter 903 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Save for Hao Ren and a few others, who were not affected by innate hostility, the demon hunters and Hesperides had communicated with each other, and all found that they all had lost their vigilance at the same time while in the hall.

Or more specifically, everyone lost their innate hostility at the same time.

The younger generation of demon hunters and otherworldlings had experienced the weakening of innate hostility since a few months ago, but this phenomenon did not affect the ancients like Hasse and Hesperides due to their bloodlines. The innate hostility of both of them had also gone without them realizing it, and it was at that moment that the Shades of Chaos emerged.

For this reason, it was hard not to link both incidents together.

Hao Ren scratched his chin. “Among the two, which one is the cause? Was it that the lack of vigilance had led to the appearance of the Shades of Chaos, or that the activity of the Shades of Chaos had caused you all losing your innate hostility?”

“It’s the nature of the Shades of Chaos to cause conflict and disorder, not suppress them. So we can rule out the second scenario,” Vivian said, shaking her head. “As for the first scenario, though there is no obvious contradiction, why did the innate hostility of everyone disappear suddenly in the first place?”

Hesperides glanced at Hasse with a somber look on her face. “When you look at me right now, do you feel like killing me?” she asked.

There were not many expressions on Hasse’s face. “No, I don’t,” he replied.

“Well, I do,” Hesperides said with her arms crossed, “but it has nothing to do with the innate hostility. It’s just that I don’t like your face,” she said.

“It seems that everyone has lost the innate hostility,” Vivian said, her eyes scanning the other demon hunters, who looked confused and uncomfortable. Though without the innate hostility they were less nervous before Hesperides and Vivian, they somehow felt it weird. The unnatural feeling was understandable. They had been living with the innate ability for all their lives; it had become as natural as breathing. Vivian only shook her head. “It all happened in the critical juncture. Anyway, I think the loss of the hostile instinct is related to the activity the Shades of Chaos. Those shadows attack the mind; especially when everyone has no vigilance.”

Her theory sounded plausible, but there was still no explanation as to why the hostility instinct of everyone disappeared spontaneously. The only reason they could think of was that there was something in the hall.

“Let’s get back in and check it out,” Hasse said. “There may be something in the hall that is capable of eliminating the hostile instincts.”

They immediately returned to the hall. Hasse said to White Flame, “Contact Teuton with your magic and ask him about their situation. Tell him what has happened here and warn him about the Shades of Chaos.”

The hall remained the same as before. The exorcism ritual had not changed the hall physically, and it only affected the Shades of Chaos which were shadows on the object surface. As the dust had settled, scattered furniture and dead bodies were the only things left inside. A faint white light, which carried a hint of sacred aura, was lingering in the air. The investigators began searching around for anything that might have residue of magic or ritual, while Hasse stood in the center of the hall, looking up thoughtfully at the hole on the dome.

Hao Ren went over and asked Hasse, “What did you find?”

“Nothing, I am just not used to it,” Hasse said, sighing. “You know, killing instinct has been with me for thousands of years, as natural as the feeling of hunger and pain, but now it’s gone…”

Nearby, Lily heard what Hasse said. She bared her fangs. “I don’t feel a thing. It’s better not to have that instinct,” she said.

Hao Ren had almost forgotten. The husky possessed a certain degree of hostility towards other races too, just like the normal otherworldlings. Though hers was very weak, it occasionally manifested in things like squabbling for food with Vivian.

Hasse, who rarely showed any emotion, laughed. “Maybe, the younger generation like you is lucky. At least you can control your mind more easily, and are more adaptive than an old man like us.”