The other thing that needed Raven 12345's inspection was the set of four scrolls.
Hao Ren still remembered the series of phenomena caused by reciting the words on these scrolls in the forest, so he handled them with extreme caution when taking them out. Although they appeared to be less dangerous than that "universe fragment," their eeriness was on par with it. He placed the scrolls in front of Raven 12345 and described what had happened before: "...In the end, it caused a brief change in the celestial phenomena. If I'm not mistaken, this must be the distortion of the real world that you sensed earlier."
Raven 12345 wore an equally interested expression when she saw the scrolls. She lightly tapped one of them with her finger. "The material is mundane—just ordinary magic parchment and a laurel-wood handle soaked in potion. These things were made by the people of Olympus, without a doubt. They aren't 'supernatural materials' like the Godslayer Sword and the universe fragment."
Hao Ren froze. "Then the power in these things that's sufficient to distort reality..."
He had no idea how powerful the "gods" of Olympus had been back then, but Hesperis's fighting style and some of the Demon Hunter's records made it clear that this ancient alien family was merely the remnant of a magical civilization. Their technological level had remained planetary, and their understanding of natural forces was still crude and simplistic. It was hard to believe that such a civilization possessed technology capable of shaking the laws of reality.
However, before he could finish, he suddenly realized where the scrolls' power came from: the things recorded on them.
"Figured it out?" Raven 12345 watched Hao Ren with a grin. "So? Do you understand these out-of-control supernatural forces a little better now?"
Hao Ren drew