I'm in Hogwarts, what the hell is the Honghuang system?

Chapter 229 Gods are dead, demons are destroyed, but I am immortal!

Looking at the information that appeared on the system screen, Rhine also showed a bit of astonishment.

"Are you scared out of your wits?"

His gaze fell on the Hades Harp again, and he noticed that this originally exquisite and beautiful harp seemed to be trembling.

Even at the bottom of the harp, invisible feet had quietly materialized, as if they were looking for a chance to escape.

Rhine couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle.

"It's a product of the mythological era, after all. It shouldn't be that fragile. It shouldn't be scared crazy, right?"

"You've come right up to me, aren't you going to say anything?"

Hades' lyre shuddered at that moment.

When Rhine's gaze fell upon it, it felt as if it were being watched by some higher being, as if it might be stuffed into its mouth and chewed up at any moment.

Horrible, so terrifying!
So much time has passed since the end of the mythical era, and the wizards have weakened beyond recognition. This was the most vulnerable era before the return of the ancients, so why did such a monster emerge?!

But at this moment, it also knew that it could no longer hide it.

Clearly, everything about him had been seen through, and even his journey to Rhine was only possible with Rhine's permission.

This also filled Hades' Harp with a sense of rage in addition to fear.

"What exactly do you take these things from the mythological era for?!"

"That was the era when wizards were closest to the Great Old Ones. Don't underestimate me as an artifact!"

When the Hades Harp finally spoke, Rhine's eyes showed a look of great interest.

"Oh?"

"The Mythical Age, the era closest to the Great Old Ones?"

"According to some of the history I know, the wizards' control over the power of magic originated from the Twenty-Eight Holy Ancestors who first stole the bloodline of the Great Old Ones."

"After that, the twenty-eight ancestors of the Holy Ones used some unknown method, sacrificing themselves, to put the Old Ones into a deep sleep, leaving hope to their descendants."

"The generations of wizards who came after them had the highest concentration of bloodline, and their magic power and lifespan should have far exceeded those of mortals. They were what we now call gods. That era is also what we now call the mythological era."

"The mythological age lasted so long, and the civilization of wizards reached its zenith, but why did the mythology come to an end?"

What exactly happened back then?

The question posed by Rhine startled even Hades Harp.

It never imagined that a young wizard born in such an era would have such knowledge of the magical world's history from so long ago.
A moment later, Hades' Harp spoke in a cold voice.

"You want to know what really happened back then?"

"That's a very scary thing, we can't let anyone hear it."

"Here's what we'll do, come closer, and I'll tell you what I'm saying, so only you can hear me."

A playful smile appeared in Rhein's eyes.

Then, just as Hades Harp had said, he leaned his ear toward Hades Harp.

The Hades Harp immediately erupted with a menacing clang.

An unprecedentedly solemn, grand, dignified, deathly symphony was plucked from its strings and poured into the Rhine's ears.

It was accompanied by the angry sound of Hades' lyre.

"Mortal, you really don't take me seriously at all."

"I'll show you the true power of the Overture to the Dead. The Overture to the Dead that I play is far superior to what was previously sealed in the crystal ball!"

Rhine's expression shifted dramatically, his pupils contracted sharply, revealing a look of utter shock.

"This piece of music!"

"Is this the music played by Hades' lyre in the mythical era?!"

Hades' lyre sneered.

"how?"

"shocked?"

Rhine looked pained, gritted his teeth and struggled, shaking his head violently.

"This is terrifying. This is the prelude to the undead. I was careless. I didn't use my dodge ability."

"It's over, I'm finished now."

"I have to escape, otherwise if you play any harder, I won't even have the ability to escape."

Immediately, Rhine staggered as if he were drunk, looking as if he was trying to escape.

The Hades Harp, however, mercilessly played yet another melody.

"The Symphony of Crossing the River Styx..."

"Those who hear this melody will have their souls submerged in the River Styx of the underworld, drifting in the River Styx, and suffering the torment of being soaked in the River Styx for all eternity."

"You're not getting away."

Rhine clutched his head in increasing pain.

"what?"

"Besides the Overture to the Dead, you even have the Styx Ferry Symphony?"

"This is just too..."

"It's terrifying. Creations from the mythological era, artifacts once wielded by gods, are terrifying beyond compare to the alchemical items of the modern magical world."

"Oh no! If this keeps up, and you increase the intensity or play a few more terrifying melodies, I'm going to die!"

Hades Harp paused for a moment, a sense of doubt creeping into her heart.

No, after listening to the Overture to the Dead and the Ferryman to the River Styx in a row, one should have already died physically and their souls should be suffering in the underworld.

Why is Rhine still calling out with such a strong voice?

As expected of someone watched by the Great Old Ones, he's really hard to kill!
Fortunately, my Hades Harp is a cut above the rest!
Come on, let's use every last bit of magic I have left, and even the last wisp of divine power left by Hades, to complete the mission and annihilate this little wizard!
Then, the strings of Hades' lyre vibrated incessantly, as if a master musician were playing terrifying melodies that had once made even the gods tremble in the age of mythology.

Rhine was very cooperative.

Each movement caused Rhine to scream in agony and sigh repeatedly.

"too strong!"

"so horrible!"

"I can't hold on much longer!"

"You were so close! If you had just pushed a little harder, I really wouldn't have made it!"

Hades Harp gritted her teeth and held on, feeling that this was truly the most difficult opponent she had ever encountered.

But at the same time, Hades' harp also has a feeling of exhilaration.

I don't know how many years it has been, but this is the first time I've ever enjoyed a performance so much.

Even in that mythical era, his performances were rarely heard.

Even the most powerful wizards, who are called gods, rarely listen to the end of a complete musical piece they play.

Not to mention, in such a thoroughly enjoyable manner.

Furthermore, this young wizard named Rhine Snow was able to accurately discern the beauty of the music he was playing even while screaming, suggesting he had a very deep understanding of music theory.

It's a real shame. If I hadn't received the order, perhaps Rhein Snow could have been my best listener.

A faint melancholy arose in Hades' harp, but the music never stopped playing.

After a long while, its voice gradually faded away.

It's gone, really gone.

Hades' lyre has done its utmost; the strings are already sparking and it's about to burn out!
Rhine had also fallen to the ground, lifeless.

The sound of Hades' lyre became intermittent.

“Rhine Snow…”

"If you had been born a few thousand years earlier, in that mythical era..."

"Perhaps we could have become friends and explored music together, but alas, there are no 'ifs'..."

"I wanted to use one last song to send you off, but I have really run out of magic, and I have played all the songs I know."

"I suppose you can die without regrets now."

"Then I should..."

But the next moment, Rhine, who had already lost his breath and turned into a corpse, suddenly jumped up, shaking his head repeatedly with surprise and regret.

"Friend, are you really gone?"

"Not a single one left?"

"Oh, what a pity, what a real pity."

Just now, under the repeated playing of Hades' Harp, countless chapters from the mythological era, imbued with strange magic, rose and fell, truly giving Rhine a wonderful experience.

His understanding of Fuxi's divine resonance also increased steadily.

The already narrow gap between being a beginner and a beginner was bridged almost instantly, and the improvement continues!

When Hades' Harp stopped, Rhine's understanding of Fuxi's Divine Heavenly Sound had even approached minor completion.

If the Fuxi Divine Heaven Melody were played, its power would be beyond even Rhine's own prediction!
Unfortunately, Hades' Harp has truly been hollowed out.

Otherwise, if it could produce an even more powerful movement, Rhine might have a slight chance of directly achieving the minor success of the Fuxi Divine Heaven Echo!

It's truly a pity about Rhine.

But to the Harp of Hades, it sounded like slaps to its face, if it had a face at all.

Looking at Rhine, who was completely unharmed and even seemed refreshed, Hades' harp began to play an angry low melody.

"Were you faking it all just now?"

"Those musical pieces didn't hurt you at all; you're just making fun of me!"

“Little wizard, you could have killed me outright!” Rhine sighed, speaking sincerely.

"Don't say that, teasing and such is too hurtful."

"Although my methods may have a slight element of performance, my desire to hear you play is sincere."

"I was just afraid you wouldn't play halfway through, so I did an impromptu performance in the middle, all so I could hear you play a few more pieces."

"Friend, I really want to thank you for letting me hear so many musical pieces I've never heard before."

Hades' lyre paused.

For some reason, the humiliation and anger in its heart lessened considerably.

If this is something a little wizard does just to hear himself play music, then he has quite good taste!
That doesn't mean he can't be forgiven.

not to mention……

Even if I try my best, I can't do anything to Rhine. So what can I do even if I don't forgive her?

Hades Harp let out a low sigh, lamenting once again that Rhine was born in the wrong era.

"If only you had been born in the age of mythology."

"Even among the offspring of the main gods, I have never seen such terrifying talent and ability as yours."

"In that era, your talents could have been fully utilized. If you had been there, perhaps the ending of the mythical era would have been rewritten."

At this point, Rhine asked the same question again.

"You still haven't told me how the age of mythology came to an end."

This time, Hades' Harp remained silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"The mythological age was an era as brilliant and dazzling as gold."

“We once thought that this era would last forever, and that the glory of wizards would be etched into the history of this world.”

"Our ancestors stole the bloodline of the past, and the ancient rulers fell into slumber one by one. The indescribable terrors gradually faded from the world, and in their place, we wizards took control of this world."

“Wizards with ancient bloodlines can perform almost any miracle. In that era, wizards were worshipped as gods.”

"Of course, the wizards were very cautious at first. After all, the power and terror of the Old Ones had not yet dissipated from this world. How to defeat the Old Ones forever with stolen bloodlines was a very difficult question."

"But to everyone's surprise, this question, which was originally expected to take hundreds or thousands of years to explore, has been solved in a very short period of time."

"The wizard discovered the power of faith. The faith of ordinary people actually possesses a strange power. By integrating it into oneself, one can continuously enhance one's magic."

"At that time, the wizards were caught up in a mad pursuit of faith, believing it to be a gift from heaven and an opportunity to surpass the old rulers and completely seize their authority."

Upon hearing this, Rhine's pupils contracted slightly.

faith?

In other words, the power of incense offerings and vows?
The shamans of the mythical era actually discovered this secret and were even able to utilize the power of incense and prayers?

This made him quite realize something.

The power of incense offerings and prayers can rapidly increase one's strength, a consensus that existed in the prehistoric world after the Investiture of the Gods.

No wonder the wizards of the mythological era were ridiculously powerful; it was the effect of faith.

However, at the same time, Rhein also had to sigh.

While offerings of incense and prayers are good, if done improperly and excessively, they can turn into poison!

Even in the primordial world, cultivators who follow the path of incense and deities have to use various means to resolve the drawbacks of incense offerings, and increasing faith is a very cautious matter.

However, it is clear that the ancient shamans who had tasted the benefits of incense offerings had not yet had the opportunity to understand this.

Next, Hades's lyre's account confirmed Rhine's guess.

"That was an era in which the power of wizards expanded rapidly. Thunder, lightning, wind, clouds, earth, ocean, and even time and space were all touched by the power of wizards."

“The wizards who are revered as gods claim to have grasped all the truths of the world.”

"But as faith continued to grow, ominous things began to happen."

"The most powerful wizards in various places have begun to hallucinate, and a cacophony of voices has appeared in their minds..."

"Then the once great gods, one after another, went mad, and the old bloodline in their bodies began to undergo irreversible mutation."

"The majestic sacred mountain, created by magic, has become a strange and ominous place covered with slime and flesh."

"Those who attempt to replace the old wizards have already lost most of their power before even confronting the past."

"The last survivors gathered together and found an ancient kingdom. They tried to kill the ancient kingdom and seize power before they were corrupted. However, when they faced the ancient kingdom, they turned into monsters and became its followers."

"The mythological era thus came to an end in madness."

The sound of Hades' lyre trembled as he recounted this history.

Clearly, the horrific events of that year had instilled a deep-seated fear in this creation that prided itself on being a divine artifact.

It can no longer muster the courage to confront the past.

After all, even its master, according to its own account, changed from a god named Hades to an old servant named Pluto.

Zeus, the wizard who controlled lightning and was revered as the king of the gods, transformed into an evil creature named Jupiter in his madness.

It's just a small harp, what can it do?

"So when the consciousness of the Great Old Ones fell upon me, causing me to awaken prematurely in order to destroy you, there was nothing I could do."

"The will of the past is inviolable."

"If you were born in the age of mythology, you might become a wizard even more powerful than Zeus, Odin, and other god-kings. Perhaps you could even kill an ancient being and seize its power."

"But it's too late. You were born thousands of years too late. There is no one left who can fight alongside you. The fate of this era is already sealed."

Rhine listened quietly to the story told by Hades' Harp.

But to Hades's surprise, Rhine did not show much panic.

It seemed that the end of the mythological era could not shake his state of mind.

Even in response to Hades Harp's final words of regret, Rhine shook his head and chuckled softly.

"I was born in the wrong era. Is this era not enough to support me in fighting against the old? Not necessarily."

"Only the weak conform to the times."

"The truly strong are those who create their own era."

"Yes, the age of mythology has ended, the gods are dead, the demons are gone, but so what?"

"I need not stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods; I will surpass them and become immortal."

Hades' lyre paused there.

Does this little wizard know what he's saying?

In the past, Hades Harp would have scoffed at Rhine's arrogance.

But now, thinking about Rhine's performance, and the visions of the future that he saw in Rhine—whether illusions or the future—a thought suddenly came to mind.

"Perhaps, he really can?"

Then, it sighed.

"Perhaps, but I won't be able to see that scene."

“Little wizard, I have tried my best to carry out the orders of the Great Old Ones, but I have exhausted my magic, so you can’t blame me.”

"Next, I will fall into a deep sleep again. On the eve of the return of the ancient times, the era of dark mythology will return first, and then I will be fully awakened."

"I hope I can still see you then."

Immediately, the magical fluctuations emanating from Hades' Harp gradually weakened.

But suddenly, Rhine felt an extremely powerful and crazy aura surging from Hades Harp.

At the same time, chaotic characters were appearing frantically on the system's light screen.

The Great Dao of Slaughter contained within Rahu's Treasure is now only fragmented. When it encounters the Slaughter Sword Dao that you have comprehended, it is difficult to cause any damage, and it may even resonate with you subtly.

But the sages have calculated everything perfectly; Rahu's treasure cannot harm you. How could they not know this?

The real killer move is never Rahu's treasure.

The Hades Harp also emitted mournful cries and chaotic sounds.

A terrifying mutation occurred within it.

The strings of the instrument transformed into sticky tentacles.

A foul-smelling, sticky substance oozed from the exquisite instrument.

Intermittent babbling came from its mouth.

"It turns out that from the very beginning, the Great Old Ones never had any hope for my music."

“From beginning to end, all they needed was me, an artifact, enough to bear a small part of the power of the Great Old Ones.”

"Even the slightest bit is something a wizard cannot contend with."

"Rhine Snow, run! Run! I can't hold on any longer..."

The next moment, an unprecedentedly noisy musical movement erupted, filled with chaos and madness.

In it, Rhine seemed to see the desolation of mythology, the madness and alienation of gods, and the Ragnarok.

If we had to give this piece of music a name, we could say it is the music of Ragnarok!
Rhine took a deep breath, looked at the Hades Harp which was almost completely transformed, and whispered.

“You said before that we might become friends. Well, since you consider me a friend, after listening to so many of your pieces, it's only right that I let you hear mine in the end.”

During the symphony of Ragnarok, Rhine's understanding of the divine celestial sound of Fuxi deepened once again.

He had mastered this top-tier divine ability to a level rarely seen even in the entire prehistoric world!

Immediately, Rhine reached out and placed his hand on the last uncorrupted string of the Hades Harp, then closed his eyes.

Snap your fingers and play the zither.

The title of this piece is—

"Fuxi's Divine Echo!"

(End of this chapter)