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Hao Ren began to speak his mind.

“Gods cannot deny themselves. Otherwise, all things depending on their existence would collapse. There is meaning in every word and deed. Even their ideas interfere with the truth of the universe,” Hao Ren said slowly before he sighed. “This was probably the dilemma of the goddess of creation.”

“Huh, it’s such trouble being a god. She couldn’t even speak her mind. Is she still omnipotent then?” Lily blinked.

Raven 12345, a professionally trained goddess, did not have these problems. The biggest reason why the goddess of creation made such a mess was the fact that she had never gone to school, Hao Ren thought. But it was not the time to mention such a thing. He sighed.

“That should be very close to the truth,” said Y’zaks with a helpless expression on his face. “The goddess of creation was still planning to kill herself right up to the last moment of her life. I can’t imagine what realization could cause a goddess to make such a sacrifice. She had sacrificed almost everything for the order of the world, creating life with her power, and finally using all her efforts to plan her suicide.”

“And even when she did this, her plan was still undermined.” Hao Ren shook his head. “The change of the First Borns and the Guardian Giants was outside her plan. Now I’m wondering what the Creation Engine’s all about. The Guardian Giants’ narrative is that the goddess of creation has been making that Creation Engine for thousands of years before her fall. When the deicidal war broke out, her work abruptly stopped, and then the Gilded Discs were scattered in the Plane of Dreams. If the goddess was about to commit suicide in the first place, why did she still want to create the Creation Engine? If the engine is more important, she could wait for the completion of the engine. Why would she allow the deicidal war to happen? All these are contradictory.”

“Perhaps the goddess of creation suddenly began to recall the memory of the Mad Lord halfway through the making of the Creation Engine.” Nangong Wuyue, who had been silent all this while, raised her tail slightly. “She realized that this sudden recovery of memory was more dangerous, so she put aside the Creation Engine and began to plan for her death.”

“It’s a fact that the deicidal race was tempted.” At this time, Muru, who had been in a gloomy mood, suddenly broke the silence. What Asurmen said shocked him. Emotionally, it was hard to accept. But Muru knew in his mind that the information was credible, so he could only join the discussion with the assumption that the information was true. “The temptation and the fall did not happen overnight. Wuyue’s speculation might not true.”

The discussion fell into a stalemate for a time.

Asurmen’s information had rendered the previous investigation outcome doubtful. It might not be completely disruptive, but now doubts and loopholes had appeared in the otherwise perfect theory. The actions of the goddess of creation during that period were the most contradictory.

The goddess acquiesced or connived. But after the start of the deicidal war, she was caught off guard. She was building the Creation Engine, but her new plan had interrupted everything before she could finish the engine. She began to remember about the Mad Lord but did not realize that the power of the Mad Lord had leaked out. So when she died, the First Borns caused an extinction-level disaster.

Other than this apparent contradictions, Hao Ren had also felt something amiss.

Since the goddess of creation loved all her creations, this naturally included the deicidal race too. It did not matter if the deicidal race had degenerated, the goddess refused to give them up. If the goddess of creation had acquiesced or connived in the deicidal event, then she was essentially watching her creation being tempted and corrupted but doing nothing to stop it. The deicidal race became an evil species. She may have caused these “children” of hers to become the god killers.

The deicidal race might be hateful, but it would also mean that they were mere pawns and victims, and the culprit was the mother.

This thought was disruptive. But as an inspector who had witnessed countless times of life and death, Hao Ren knew that he should not taint his judgment with personal feeling, likes, and dislikes. So he quietly put the thought at the back of his mind until there were more revelations.

Something suddenly crossed Hao Ren’s mind. He quickly opened the dimensional pocket and took out a storage box of dangerous items. “Asurmen, do you know what this is?” he asked.

The box opened silently. Shrouded in faint blue light, a black sword, seemingly a cosmic fragment, slowly floated up in the anti-gravity field.

The Godslayer, Mcstabby, purified by the goddess, did not need this security measure and storage. This sword here was the Worldbreaker, once in the hands of Auguste VII. After the end of the battle, Hao Ren had kept the sword for fear that its corrosiveness and madness might be too dangerous to the world.

“Where did you find this?” Asurmen asked immediately. Its voice was still flat, but its quick reaction seemed to show that it was nervous to see the sword.

Like other wardens, Asurmen was in a dormancy when Lockmarton escaped. It knew nothing about what happened during that time, including how the Cult of Armageddon got their hands on the Worldbreaker.

“The infected Auguste VII held this sword. If I’m not mistaken, it was Lockmarton who gave him this sword. A weapon like this killed the goddess of creation. Do you know where they come from?”

“They were created by the goddess of creation.”

Wuyue’s tail straightened. Vivian’s eyes widened. Y’zaks’ hand stopped mid-air while he was scratching his head. Y’lisabet fell from her papa’s shoulder, while Lily froze for a long time before she churned out an “Arf?”

“It’s impossible!” Muru looked shocked. “We had never seen mother used any weapons. She has never cast such a thing!”

“It is because these weapons come from the ‘previous period’ that the goddess of creation erased and forgot about,” Asurmen replied with an indifferent voice. “They were the weapons the goddess of creation used to fight against the Mad Lord. There were two of them, called the Twin Blades of Apocalypse, which means the end of everything. When she led a legion from the Star of Creation coming to the lair of the Mad Lord, she was holding both swords in her hands. As far as I know, these two swords are forged from the turbulent fragments in the cosmic edge, including not only the fragments of our universe, but also the debris and energy that have drifted into the world barrier, and other destructive wreckage and energy. They are powerful enough to cause great damage to the Mad Lord.”

Speaking of this, Asurmen paused, seemingly recalling the epic era. “At the end of the war, the goddess wielded the two swords. She lunged into the core of the Mad Lord and released the energy of the swords, stopping the tyrant. The released energy spread and destroyed several galaxies on the edge of the battlefield. After the war, no one had ever seen the two swords again. We thought that the goddess of creation had left them in the core of the Mad Lord to enhance the power of the seal. I didn’t expect one of them to appear here.”

“The goddess of creation created the Godslayers!” Hao Ren mumbled in amazement. He had a feeling that this was the biggest secret he had ever discovered in Collow. “The two swords had been missing since the war. One of them was in the hands of Lockmarton, and the other one became a weapon that killed the goddess of creation.”

“You have been guarding Lockmarton for tens of millions of years, and you fought him 10,000 years ago. You never found the sword in his hands?” Vivian looked at the crystal, where Asurmen was, with an incredible look on her face.

“The main energy that sealed Lockmarton was the divine power of the goddess of creation. Wardens like us were only responsible for maintaining the edge of the seal, guaranteeing the integrity and stability of the prison’s physical structure. As for Lockmarton, you knew how mysterious he was. No one had ever understood his internal structure or how he operated. Only his creators knew how many things the divine monster could hide inside his body.”

Hao Ren shook his head. He felt that something was more than meets the eye. The goddess of creation gave the sword that she used to fight the Mad Lord to Lockmarton, and she did not tell the wardens. There were too many questions.

Suddenly, a strange feeling rose from within. Everyone felt like seeing the sky again after getting shrouded by clouds and fog for years. There was also a sense of relief of getting out from an enclosed space. It seemed to be a brief illusion, but it reminded everyone that the gate to the world of Collow had opened!

Asurmen quickly switched on a hologram and showed the outside scene with it.

The unchanging sky of Collow was gone. In its place was a strange night sky filled with life and shining stars.

Hao Ren gazed at the beautiful night sky, and his confusion seemed to clear up a little.

“I will figure it out.” Hao Ren sighed.