The Record of Unusual Creatures

Chapter 1202: Alien Space

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When the bell rang, and the moonlight exuded an orderly and solemn power, Vivian was struck dumb.

She looked up at the alien celestial body she had just summoned, feeling its solemn and divine power, and sensed that it was not the same crimson moon that she remembered. She had called up the crimson moon before. It always possessed a supreme power of violence and chaos, but never with this solemn sacredness. It was a pure catharsis of strength, lawless, and destructive to everything under its illumination.

But this time, she seemed to have summoned something different. It looked no different from the previous one, but the moonlight only destroyed the gnarled shadow monsters on the earth. She reached out and touched the light column with her finger; it felt warm to the touch with a sense of serenity.

Vivian stroke her hair hanging down on her chest, she felt confused. It was a welcome change; it meant that the dangerous skill she used to refrain from using had become safer now. At least it would not hurt her teammates accidentally. But strangely, she felt a bit frustrated. Some of her powers seemed to be uncontrollable. Sometimes, she was not sure what she would be summoning.

No one saw the confusion on Vivian’s face as she was floating in the air. Hesperides and others on the ground were nervously bowing their heads waiting for the moonlight to go away. Even an idiot like Lily could feel the incredible power of the crimson moon. The husky maiden stayed quietly unprecedentedly, probably remembering the lousy experience of seeing the Crimson Moon last time. She lowered her head and mumbled to Hesperides next to her. “Is it over? Why she wants even to ring the bell? It hurts my ears.”

Hesperides looked down at her toes, replied, “Can’t you cover your ears?”

“I couldn’t cover them with my ‘hands’.” Lily’s ears flickered.

Hesperides was dumbstruck.

Hathaway was silent all the while. She was witnessing for the first time the horrible crimson moon many demon hunters had recounted. Under pressure, she did not even dare to take a breath though technically, she had not been breathing for the last two hundred years.

Only one ‘person’ ignored all this. The moonlight did not purge or strike fear in this person. It was not Hao Ren, who was lying unconscious on the ground. It was the noobie, who was still trapped in the bottle and ignored.

When the crimson moon rose, the little Malevolence became quiet, as if even she could sense the serene and sacred energy in the moonlight. The restless little Malevolence was rooted to the spot, staring at the moon in a daze. The red glow shone into her turpid eyes as if the light had infiltrated into it.

The little guy suddenly raised her hands and shouted at the moon, “Wow! Wow! Haha!”

But the third ring of the bell drowned out her shouts. No one heard or noticed her reactions.

Under the moonlight, all the twisted evil beings vanished, and the earth gradually returned to normal. On a hill two kilometers away, the tower burning with blazing flame was slowly calming down. The fire retreated from the runic metal back into the rock. In front of the window at the top of the tower, the old demon hunter Mohabben quietly looked at the land purified by the moonlight. His eyes fell on the place where Hercules once stood—there was only a plume of black ash drifting in the wind, and the dangerous forces that once filled the space were gone.

The old demon hunter lowered his head slowly and sighed, “Rest in peace.”

A flame rose from his feet, and a moment later, he turned into a pile of white ashes on the floor.

Where was Hao Ren at this time? Where had his spirit gone?

As the MDT said, he was still in a state of deep mental connection, but not linked to any persons.

After the spiritual world of Hercules collapsed, Hao Ren thought that he would be immediately returning to the real world. But after a moment of dizziness and spinning, he found himself standing in a hazy and twisted space.

Hazy and twisted were weird descriptions of space, but these were all he felt at the moment. Floating in space without gravity, he saw a layer of tulle-like haze shrouded the stars, the light of which was defused and distorted. Hao Ren fumbled in his memory, but he could not recall he had ever seen this sight.

The universe might be so vast that it could accommodate almost any bizarre phenomena. But this sight defied the law of physics. If he had ever seen it, he would not forget it.

“MDT?” Hao Ren tried to call the MDT in the mental connection, but there was only a weak signal, which was an automatic response from the MDT when it was in standby mode. The spiritual connection was excellent. Just that for some reason, the call did not reach the MDT.

“Where the hell is this place?”

Hao Ren mumbled to himself, but he was untroubled. At the same time, he realized that he could hear his voice.

Here was not a vacuum!

“It’s not space?” Hao Ren’s brows knit together as he looked at the stars in the distance. “No wonder it appears like this. Could it be an illusion?”

When he thought of illusion, he instantly felt energized. So far, he had had many illusions, each one concerned the Goddess of Creation. These illusions, as if they were conscious, would reveal something to him. Then what would the illusion bring this time?”

He began to conjecture on the reasons for his entry into the illusion. The most likely circumstance that led him into it this time was when he had physical contact with the divine wand. Could it be that the core on the wand was a relic of the goddess of creation?

Unfortunately, when he sealed the wand, he did not have time to take a look at what was inside the cracked crystal. Otherwise, he would not be like a lost ball in the high weeds now.

While fiddling with various ideas in his mind, Hao Ren tried to find the secret in this illusion.

The illusion seemed to be different from the past. It was bigger, even as vast as space. It was probably not boundless, but it was still astonishingly vast. And there were no useful clues Hao Ren could find in here. In the past, Hao Ren would see in the illusions about major historical events. Events that were significant enough to change the course of the universe could only be the reason for the illusion. But this space... there was nothing here but just cold and blurry stars, like a static holographic projection.

Hao Ren had tried several different ways to maneuver in this illusion and found that his spacewalking skill still worked here. When he focused his mind, something more incredible happened: he could travel as far as hundreds of light years away with a snap of a finger, and his perspective of the stars changed.

“The spiritual world... with enough mental cues, it would produce an effect that resembled teleportation.” Hao Ren mumbled. This unexpected discovery excited him. Now it meant he could explore this illusional space with greater efficiency.

He had no idea what to look for, though. So Hao Ren decided to choose a direction randomly and moved toward there, hoping to find the edge of this space.

He had lost count of how many jumps he had made, but only remembered the scene of stars in the surroundings fading behind him, and the distorted starlight ahead in the distance. After he made his last warp jump, his eyes were out on stalks when he saw the edge of the space.

The illusional space had a boundary. And it was a conspicuous boundary: a mirror.

An endless mirror was in front of him, but he did not notice it at first as the mirror only reflected him but not the stars. If not for coming close enough, he would not be aware of what was there.

He reached out his hand to touch it. It felt like he was pressing against an elastic plane. The harder he pushed, the more robust it became. There seemed to be nothing beyond the plane but only his reflection. He carefully observed his reflection in the mirror, but it was not different than what he saw in the mirror in his bathroom.

“That’s all about it?” Hao Ren grabbed his hair, feeling a little disheartened.

Suddenly, something appeared in the mirror. Hao Ren saw a faint line of red.

The red quickly expanded and split into many branches. Hao Ren took a closer look and only realized that they were cracks, and that red was the light coming through the cracks.

The cracks, in just the blink of an eye, covered the entire mirror before it shattered.

Shocked, he opened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground. A crimson moon was hanging above him. He felt something soft under his head, and his arm was itchy. He turned his head around and saw Lily staring at him with a goofy smile. “Ahh, you finally wake up, Mr. Landlord!”

A big furry tail swept over his arm; that was how he got the itchy sensation.