Chapter 906 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Hasse ordered some of the demon hunters to stay behind in the hall to monitor whether there were still remnants of Shades of Chaos here. Meanwhile, he led a few elite demon hunters including White Flame and Hao Ren to the resting place of the ancestors of the Ancattero family.

Under Andaherr’s guidance, they came under a big obelisk, which Wayne had mentioned earlier, the resting place of Ancattero ancestors.

The obelisk stood right in the middle of an empty square. It was three or four hundred meters tall, had a solemn and grand three-level structure. Each level was slimmer than the one below. Suspended at the top of the obelisk was a huge metal installation. There were no other buildings except the neatly arranged golden columns in the square. The columns, which were surrounded by light, had unknown uses.

It was the family resting place of the Tannaeans. Hao Ren had thought that the resting place was an eerie place, after all, it was a cemetery. As it turned out, the opposite was true. It felt warm, filled with light, and meticulously landscaped, which showed how important the Tannaeans treated their funeral.

Unlike the other otherworldlings, the Tannaeans had a relatively short life span. Though they still lived longer than humans, it was short compared to the demon hunters or vampires. It was the reason why they had a mausoleum of such scale and a very solemn funeral rite. The demon hunters, on the other hand, was not that particular when it came to how they buried their dead. Most of them died in battles in their later years, and their bodies were mostly mutilated, so their funeral was much more straightforward. Meanwhile, vampires were the race that was most obsessed with their graves and coffins, spending considerable effort than humans did in studying various kinds of sarcophagus and mausoleum only to use them for sleeping.

“They are hiding underground,” Andaherr said. She led them to the obelisk. “You’re not going to find the entrance without a guide,” she said.

Hasse looked at Andaherr in surprise. “They’re giving away the location of their secret sanctuary to a demon hunter?”

Andaherr looked gloomy. “The situation was unique a month ago. We couldn’t care less about the differences between demon hunters and otherworldlings. We needed to survive so that we could tell others what had happened,” she said.

“You meet the Ancattero family to discuss innate hostility?” Hasse asked. “What you guys did behind the back of the council of elders was incredible. I knew that Elder Amatura had bizarre thinking, but I didn’t expect him would bring so many demon hunters with him.”

“Nothing would ever be done had we told the council of elders,” Andaherr replied calmly. She was one of the strong supporters of Amatura’s theory, from which it was not difficult to know that the demon hunters, who appeared conservative and united in the eyes of the outside world, had many different schools of thought. Many of them were deviant. “Amatura was not impulsive. He had studied a lot of information and conducted thousands of tests on the blood of the demon hunters and otherworldlings. We didn’t expect that the problem was so deep-rooted.”

“So you lot paid a huge price for that,” Hasse replied quietly.

Andaherr kept silent. She came before the base of the golden obelisk. As soon as she placed her hand on the base, alien text and symbols began to appear on the surface of the base, which looked like a touch panel that the Tannaeans made. Andaherr entered a series of instructions, which the Ancattero family had given to her, on the touch panel.

The base slowly clunked open in the middle, revealing a staircase that led to the underground.