Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

Chapter 59 Do you know Haoyue's true identity?
Seeing Long Haochen's hesitant expression, Yuehui nodded knowingly.
"Okay, come with me."

After saying that, he led Long Haochen out of the crevice.

"Huh? Where are the commander and Haochen going?" Chen Ying'er asked, tilting her head.

"It must be about the necromancer. Hao Chen is the Child of Light, yet he was chosen by the necromancer as his successor. Anyone would feel uncomfortable in that situation," Lu Xi said.

"But... why can't we say it in front of everyone?" Chen Ying'er blinked in confusion.

Lu Xi pursed her lips: "What's wrong with that? Men also have private things to say. Like the things you say to Yuan Yuan and Cai'er in your private quarters, do you think you can say them in front of everyone?"

Upon hearing this, Cai'er suddenly turned her face away, a faint blush rising to the tips of her ears.

She recalled the private conversations she had with Chen Ying'er and Wang Yuanyuan by the stream ten days ago.

(Will it really make you sick from holding it in?)

……

Yuehui led Long Haochen to the other side of the hillside and stopped three hundred meters from the crevice in the rock.

"Speak, what is it?" Yuehui asked directly.

Long Haochen gripped the necklace at his chest, his knuckles turning white: "Captain, this Eternal Melody absorbed the souls of those demons during the battle. And..."

His voice lowered, "While I'm cultivating, it also sends knowledge about necromancy into my mind..."

A knowing glint flashed in Yuehui's eyes.

He understood that the Tower of Eternity, the culmination of Electrolux's millennia of effort, had long since given birth to a spirit.

Buried three thousand meters underground for nearly ten thousand years, this semi-divine artifact was already "eager for food," and would instinctively devour any demonic soul it encountered.

As for necromancy, it is a family tradition, so it is only natural to impart knowledge during meditation.

"So," Yuehui looked directly at Long Haochen, "what do you plan to do? Report it to the Holy Alliance? Ask the Palace Master to remove this necklace for you?"

"I...I don't know." Long Haochen shook his head in confusion. "That's why I wanted to talk to you, Commander."

Yuehui stood with his hands behind his back, the night wind ruffling his robes. He gazed at the bewildered boy before him, his voice calm as still water: "Haochen, in your heart, what exactly is necromancy?"

"Evil! Filthy!" Long Haochen blurted out almost without thinking, his fists clenching involuntarily.
"It was they who destroyed the glorious era, causing a break in our human lineage, which gave the demons an opportunity to take advantage!" Under the moonlight, the disgust in his eyes was clearly visible.

Yuehui gently shook her head, her sigh barely audible.

Indeed, Electrolux was responsible for the downfall of the Holy See, depriving humanity of its core force in the fight against the demons.

But thinking about what the glorious Papacy did back then—if it were me, I would probably have been even more ruthless than that necromancer.

Yuehui stood with his back to the moonlight, the silvery glow outlining his tall and imposing figure.

"Haochen, you're right." His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable power. "But the truth of the world is often not a matter of black and white."

“Power is like a sharp sword; good and evil lie entirely in the wielder.” Moonlight turned, her gaze fixed intently on Long Haochen. “I do not excuse necromancy. Manipulating the dead is indeed against the natural order and morality.”

He changed the subject, "But what if this power could protect the Holy Alliance and save all living beings?"

Before he could finish speaking, Yuehui suddenly stepped forward, her aura suddenly becoming sharp and fierce: "Haochen, now answer me one question—" Her voice was like the clash of metal, "You must tell the truth!"

Long Haochen's breath hitched, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.

He knew all too well that Commander Yuehui's expression meant things had reached a critical juncture. Long Haochen unconsciously straightened his back: "Please speak," he said, his tone filled with unprecedented respect.

"Do you know Haoyue's true identity?" Yuehui asked, looking directly into his eyes.

Long Haochen was clearly taken aback: "Mutant fire lizard?" he answered subconsciously.

"I'm talking about its true identity, not its disguise." Moonlight's voice deepened.

Seeing Long Haochen's confused expression, Yuehui continued, "Do you know where I went during those two months I was away from the team?"

Seeing the boy shake his head, Moonbeam's gaze deepened: "That is a secret realm in the Demon Province. Accompanying me are high-ranking demons from the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan, the Moon Demon Clan, and the Star Demon Clan."

“There, I used the rules of the secret realm to kill a Moon Demon.” Moonlight’s voice was terrifyingly calm. “And he was wearing the Crown of Inheritance.”

Long Haochen's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

His father, Long Xingyu, had explained it to him in detail—the Crown of Inheritance was a supreme token that only the chosen successor of the Demon God could possess.

The Moonlight Guild Leader actually killed a successor from the Second Demon God!
A wisp of eerie light gathered at Yuehui's fingertips as she continued, "After refining that Crown of Inheritance, I witnessed the true origin of the Demon Race—"

"They were originally the spirits of the seventy-two world-suppressing artifacts, from an alternate dimension similar to ours."

His voice was exceptionally clear in the night, "Ten thousand years ago, that world was struck by a god of divine retribution, the arrival of a nine-headed chimera."

Long Haochen saw the eerie light in Yuehui's hand conjure up a terrifying scene:
In the apocalypse when all races were decimated, the strongest warriors of each race poured all their resources into forging divine artifacts, and the pillars of light from the Ten Earths and Nine Heavens God-Slaying Array pierced through the heavens and earth.

In the instant that the God of Divine Punishment perished along with the formation, the entire plane turned into a dead zone—on the magma-spurting land, only wandering undead remained.

Long Haochen's golden pupils contracted sharply, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the fabric in front of his chest.

He couldn't help but recall the scene when Haoyue swallowed the Dragon Pill and broke through to the Three-Headed Realm, and summoned him to that world to protect the Dharma.

This is so similar to the scene depicted by the moonlight.

(Could it be the bright moon?)

Moonlight's voice was low and solemn: "But how could the God of Divine Punishment, being a deity, perish so easily? It has nine chances to reincarnate, as long as it can successfully grow in one of those incarnations."

He watched as Long Haochen's face gradually paled and continued, "Those powerful individuals who were transformed into the undead race carried the memories of their previous lives. They both hated the God of Divine Punishment for destroying their homes and loathed their own identity as undead."

"Therefore they relentlessly hunted down every reincarnation of the God of Divine Punishment, until..."

"Until it was summoned to this world, right?" Long Haochen suddenly interrupted, his voice dry as if sandpaper was being rubbed.

Without warning, Yuehui's fingers pressed against Long Haochen's left chest, the cold touch sending a shiver through the boy.

"Haochen, do you know?" Yuehui's voice was very soft, "When I saw the scene of the God of Divine Punishment destroying the plane," she slightly tightened her fingertips, "my first reaction was to stab you in the heart."

Long Haochen could clearly feel the killing intent contained in those fingertips.

He swallowed hard. "I understand. If Haoyue really is the god of divine retribution..." His Adam's apple bobbed. "Commander, you did the right thing."

“But after entering the Tower of Eternity,” Moonbeam suddenly withdrew her finger, a cryptic smile playing on her lips, “I had a new idea.”

"what?"

"Through the power of the Necromancer, the Sleeping Scourge, Electrox—" Moonlight said, enunciating each word clearly, "to completely separate the Moonlight from Austin Griffin!"

(End of this chapter)