People are in Hogwarts, What the hell is the flood system?

Looking at the information emerging on the system screen, a hint of astonishment appeared on Rhine's face.

"Scared out of its mind?"

His gaze fell back on the Harp of Hades, and he discovered that this once exquisite and beautiful harp seemed to be shivering?

Even at the base of the harp, magic had quietly condensed into invisible feet, as if searching for an opportunity to escape.

Rhine couldn't help but chuckle.

"At least it's a product of the Mythological Era, it shouldn't be that fragile, not to the point of being scared out of its mind, right?"

"Now that you're in front of me, are you still not planning to say something?"

The Harp of Hades shuddered at this moment.

When Rhine's gaze fell upon it, it felt as if it were being targeted by some higher-level existence, as if it could be stuffed into a mouth and chewed to pieces at any moment.

Terrifying, so terrifying!

So much time has passed since the end of the Mythological Era, and the wizards have weakened to the point of being unrecognizable. This is the most fragile era before the return of the ancients, but why would such a monster be born?!

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

Clearly, everything about it had already been seen through, and even coming all the way to Rhine's presence was with Rhine's permission.

This also made the Harp of Hades feel a surge of anger in addition to fear.

"What exactly do you take the products of the Mythological Era for?!"

"That was the era when wizards were closest to the Outer Gods! Don't underestimate me as a Divine Artifact!"

Hearing the Harp of Hades finally speak, a look of interest appeared in Rhine's eyes.

"Oh?"

"The Mythological Era, the era closest to the Outer Gods?"

"According to some of the history I know, the origin of wizards' power to control magic was the twenty-eight Holy Ancestors who first stole the bloodline of the Outer Gods."

"After that, the twenty-eight Holy Ancestors used some unknown method, at the cost of sacrificing themselves, to put the Outer Gods into a deep sleep, leaving hope for future generations."

"The wizards in the generations after them had the highest bloodline concentration. Their magic power and lifespan should have far surpassed ordinary people, which is what is now called gods. That era is also what is now called the Mythological Era."

"The Mythological Era lasted for so long, and the civilization of wizards reached its peak. But why did the Mythological Era end?"

"What exactly happened back then?"

The question asked from Rhine's mouth made the Harp of Hades pause for a moment.

It had never imagined that a small wizard living in such an era would have such an understanding of the history of the magic world from so long ago?

After a moment, the Harp of Hades said in a cold voice.

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

"That's a very terrifying thing, and it can't be heard by others."

"How about this, you come closer, and I'll tell you, and only you can hear it."

A playful smile appeared in Rhine's eyes.

Then, he really did lean his ear towards the Harp of Hades as it had said.

The Harp of Hades immediately burst out with a murderous clang.

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

Accompanying it was the angry voice of the Harp of Hades.

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

"I'll let you know the true power of the Requiem of the Dead. The Requiem of the Dead played by me is not comparable to the one previously sealed in the crystal ball!"

Rhine's expression at this moment changed, and his pupils suddenly contracted, revealing a shocked expression.

"This movement!"

"Is this the movement personally played by the Harp of Hades from the Mythological Era?!"

The Harp of Hades sneered.

"What?"

"Shocked?"

Rhine looked pained, struggling and shaking his head vigorously.

"Too terrifying, this is the Requiem of the Dead. I was careless, I didn't dodge."

"It's over, I'm done for now."

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

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

The Harp of Hades ruthlessly played another movement.

"The Styx Ferrying Movement..."

"The souls of those who hear this movement will be submerged in the Styx of the Underworld, drifting in the Styx, and suffering the pain of being soaked in the Styx for all eternity."

"Don't even think about escaping."

Rhine clutched his head in increasing pain.

"What?"

"Besides the Requiem of the Dead, you actually have the Styx Ferrying Movement?"

"This is really too..."

"Too terrifying, the creation of the Mythological Era, the Divine Artifact wielded by the gods, is terrifying, completely incomparable to the alchemical items of the current magic world."

"Crap, if this continues, if you increase the intensity or play a few more terrifying movements, I will surely die!"

The Harp of Hades was stunned for a moment, feeling a suspicion in its heart.

No, having listened to the Requiem of the Dead and the Styx Ferrying Movement in succession, logically speaking, one should already be physically dead and the soul suffering in the Underworld, right?

Why is Rhine still shouting so energetically?

As expected of an existence watched by the Outer Gods, so hard to kill!

Fortunately, I, the Harp of Hades, am more skilled!

Come on, I will use all the remaining magic power in my body, and a trace of divine power left by Hades, to complete the task and destroy this little wizard!

Then, the strings of the Harp of Hades kept vibrating, as if an excellent musician was in charge, playing terrifying movements that once made the gods change color in the Mythological Era.

Rhine also cooperated very well.

Each movement made Rhine scream repeatedly, constantly sighing.

"Too strong!"

"Too terrifying!"

"I can't hold on anymore!"

"Just a little bit more, if you try a little harder, I really won't be able to do it!"

The Harp of Hades gritted its teeth and persevered, feeling that this was really the most difficult opponent it had ever encountered.

But at the same time, the Harp of Hades also had a sense of exhilaration.

It had been countless years, and this was the first time it had played so happily.

Even in that Mythological Era, there were few listeners to its performance.

Even those powerful wizards who were called gods rarely listened to a complete movement of its performance.

Not to mention in such an exhilarating manner.

Also, this little wizard named Rhine Snow seemed to have a very deep understanding of music theory, even being able to accurately distinguish the beauty of the movements it played while screaming.

What a pity, if it hadn't received the order, perhaps Rhine Snow could have become its best listener.

A faint melancholy floated in the Harp of Hades' heart, but the playing of the movements did not stop at all.

After a long time, its voice gradually subsided.

Gone, really gone.

The Harp of Hades had exhausted its abilities, and the strings were already sparking, almost burning out!

Rhine had also fallen to the ground, without any signs of life.

The voice of the Harp of Hades became intermittent.

"Rhine Snow..."

"If you had been born a few thousand years earlier, in that Mythological Era..."

"Perhaps we could have become friends, discussing music together, but alas, there is no if..."

"I wanted to play a final song for your funeral, but I have really exhausted my magic power, and all the songs I know have been played."

"Presumably, you should have died without regrets."

"Then I should also..."

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 even one left?"

"Alas, what a pity, really a pity."

Just now, under the successive performances of the Harp of Hades, countless movements containing strange magic from the Mythological Era rose and fell, which really made Rhine enjoy listening to them.

His understanding of the Fuxi Divine Sky Resonance also rose all the way.

The line that was not far from entering the door was almost broken in an instant, and then it continued to improve!

When the Harp of Hades stopped, Rhine's understanding of the Fuxi Divine Sky Resonance had even approached Minor Accomplishment.

If the Fuxi Divine Sky Resonance were played, even Rhine himself could hardly predict the power!

Unfortunately, the Harp of Hades was really emptied.

Otherwise, if it could come up with even more powerful movements, Rhine might have had a slight chance of directly achieving Minor Accomplishment in the Fuxi Divine Sky Resonance!

Rhine's regret was genuine.

But in the ears of the Harp of Hades, it sounded like slaps on its face, if it had a face.

Looking at Rhine, who was unscathed and even felt refreshed, the Harp of Hades' angry low roar sounded.

"You were just pretending just now?"

"Those movements didn't hurt you at all, you were completely teasing me?!"

"Little wizard, you could have directly destroyed me!"

Rhine sighed and said sincerely.

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

"Although my methods may have a little bit of performance, my heart to listen to your performance is sincere."

"I was just afraid that you would stop playing halfway, so I came up with an impromptu performance in the middle, all for the sake of listening to a few more songs."

"Friend, after letting me listen to so many unheard-of movements, I really want to say thank you."

The Harp of Hades paused.

For some reason, the humiliation and anger in its heart diminished a lot.

If he's doing this to hear me play, this little wizard has good taste!

In that case, I can forgive him.

Besides…

Even with all my strength, I can't do anything to Rhine. Even if I don't forgive him, what can I do?

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

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

“Even among the descendants of the chief gods, I have never seen such terrifying talent and ability as yours.”

“In that era, your talent could have been best utilized. With you there, perhaps the ending of the age of mythology might have been rewritten.”

At this moment, Rhine asked the same question again.

“You still haven't told me how the age of mythology ended.”

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

“The age of mythology was a brilliant and dazzling era, like gold.”

“We once thought that this era would be eternal, that it would engrave the glory of wizards in the history of this world.”

“Our ancestors stole the bloodline of the Old Ones. The Outer Gods fell into slumber one by one, and those indescribable horrors gradually faded from the world. In their place, we wizards controlled this world.”

“Wizards with the bloodline of the Old Ones could accomplish almost any miracle. In that era, wizards were revered as gods.”

“Of course, the wizards were very cautious at first. After all, the power and terror of the Old Ones had not yet completely dissipated from this world. How could we, relying on stolen bloodlines, forever defeat the Old Ones? This seemed like a very difficult proposition.”

“But to everyone's surprise, this proposition, which was originally estimated to take hundreds or thousands of years to explore, was broken through in a short period of time.”

“The wizards discovered the power of faith. The faith of ordinary people possessed a strange power that, when integrated into oneself, could continuously enhance magical power.”

“At that time, the wizards were all caught up in a frenzy of pursuing faith, feeling that this was a gift from heaven, an opportunity to surpass the Outer Gods and completely seize their authority.”

Hearing this, Rhine's pupils contracted slightly.

Faith?

So, incense offering and the power of wishes?

The wizards of the age of mythology actually discovered this secret and could even utilize the power of incense offering?

This also made him quite enlightened.

The power of incense offering can rapidly increase power, which is a consensus in the primordial world after the Investiture of the Gods.

No wonder the strength of the wizards in the age of mythology was ridiculously high. It turned out to be due to the effects of faith.

But at the same time, Rhine couldn't help but sigh.

The power of incense offering is good, but if one doesn't use it properly and is simply greedy, then too much tonic can turn into poison!

Even in the primordial world, cultivators who followed the path of incense offering had to use various means to resolve the drawbacks of incense. Increasing faith was a very cautious matter.

But obviously, the ancient wizards who had tasted the sweetness of incense offering didn't have the opportunity to understand this.

Next, the Hades Harp's narration confirmed Rhine's guess.

“That was an era of rapid expansion of wizard power. Lightning, wind, clouds, earth, ocean, and even time and space were touched by the power of wizards.”

“The wizards, revered as gods, claimed to have mastered all the truths of the world.”

“But as faith continued to increase, ominous things happened.”

“The most powerful wizards in various places successively experienced hallucinations, and noisy voices appeared in their minds…”

“Then, the once great gods fell into madness one after another, and the Old One bloodline within them began to undergo irreversible mutation.”

“The magnificent divine mountains created by magic became strange and ominous places filled with mucus and flesh.”

“The wizards who attempted to replace the Old Ones had not yet faced the Old Ones directly, but had already perished for the most part.”

“The last survivors gathered together, found a kingdom of the Old Ones, and attempted to kill the Old Ones and seize their authority before they mutated. However, they turned into monsters the moment they faced the Old Ones and became dependents of the Old Ones instead.”

“The age of mythology ended in madness like this.”

The Hades Harp's voice trembled when recounting this history.

Obviously, the terrifying events that happened back then had already caused this creation, which claimed to be a divine artifact, to feel bone-chilling fear.

Regarding the Old Ones, it could no longer muster the courage to resist.

After all, even its master, according to its narration, had changed from a god named Hades to a dependent of the Old Ones named Pluto.

The wizard Zeus, who controlled lightning and was revered as the King of Gods, had transformed into an evil being named Jupiter in madness.

It was just a small harp. What could it do?

“So when the consciousness of the Outer Gods fell upon me, ordering me to awaken in advance to kill you, I had no choice.”

“The will of the Old Ones is inviolable.”

“If you had been born in the age of mythology, you might have become a wizard even more powerful than the god-kings like Zeus and Odin. Perhaps, you could have really killed an Old One and seized its authority.”

“But it's too late. You were born several thousand years too late. There is no one who can fight alongside you. The ending of this era is already doomed.”

Rhine quietly listened to the Hades Harp's narration.

But to the Hades Harp's surprise, Rhine didn't show much panic.

It was as if the fall of the age of mythology couldn't shake his state of mind.

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

“Born in the wrong era? Is this era not enough to support me in confronting the Old Ones? That's not necessarily true.”

“Only the weak obey the era.”

“The truly strong always create their own era.”

“Yes, the age of mythology has ended, the gods are dead, and the demons are destroyed, but so what?”

“Without standing shoulder to shoulder with the gods, I will transcend the gods myself, immortal and indestructible.”

The Hades Harp was stunned.

Does this little wizard in front of him know what kind of words he is saying?

If it were before, the Hades Harp would have sneered at Rhine's arrogance.

But now, thinking of Rhine's performance and the illusion or vision of the future that it saw in Rhine, the Hades Harp spontaneously had an idea.

“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 fulfill the orders of the Outer Gods, but I have exhausted my magic power. I can't be blamed for this.”

“Next, I will fall into slumber again. On the eve of the return of the ancient times, the era of dark mythology will return one step ahead, and then I will completely awaken.”

“I hope that I can still see you then.”

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

But suddenly, Rhine felt an extremely strong and mad aura surging from within the Hades Harp.

At the same time, chaotic handwriting was frantically appearing on the system light screen.

【The Great Dao of Slaughter contained in the Treasure of Luo Hu has only fragments left. When it encounters the Sword Dao of Slaughter that you have comprehended, it is difficult to cause damage, and it even faintly resonates with you.】

【But the Sages have made flawless calculations. Since the Treasure of Luo Hu can't do anything to you, how could they not know?】

【The real killing move has never been the Treasure of Luo Hu】

The Hades Harp also let out bursts of wailing at this moment, emitting chaotic and disorderly sounds.

A terrifying mutation occurred on it.

One by one, the strings turned into sticky tentacles.

Foul-smelling mucus gushed out of the exquisite harp body.

Intermittent murmurs came from its mouth.

“It turns out that from the beginning, the Outer Gods never expected my music.”

“From beginning to end, what they needed was just me, a divine artifact, enough to carry a bit of the Outer Gods' power.”

“Even if it's just a negligible trace, it's not something a wizard can resist.”

“Rhine Snow, run, run quickly, I can't hold on anymore…”

In the next moment, an unprecedentedly chaotic piece of music erupted, filled with chaos and madness.

In it, Rhine seemed to see the decline of mythology, the madness and mutation of the gods, and the twilight of the gods.

If one had to give this piece of music a name, then it could be said that this was the Twilight of the Gods!

Rhine took a deep breath, looked at the Hades Harp, which had almost completely mutated, and said in a low voice.

“You said before that we might become friends. Well, since you recognize me as a friend, then after listening to so much of your music, at the last moment, I should also let you listen to my music.”

In the music of the Twilight of the Gods, Rhine's understanding of the Fuxi Divine Heavenly Resonance increased again.

He had actually practiced this top-level divine power to the point of minor success, which was rare even in the primordial world!

Immediately, Rhine reached out and placed his hand on the last string of the Hades Harp that had not yet mutated, and closed his eyes.

Plucking, strumming the zither.

“This song is called —”

“Fuxi Divine Heavenly Resonance!”