Wizet's words only made Selina Pendragon's eyes widen.
Her voice was full of disbelief. "Wizet, are you saying... the Ancient Magic Power has also been corrupted? I thought only the Killing Curse was affected."
As soon as Selina Pendragon said this, the people present began to stir as well.
This explanation was much easier to understand; it could even be taken directly to mean that "My Lord" had done something to the Killing Curse.
"We did realize that the Killing Curse was a tool 'My Lord' used to hasten his descent." Selina Pendragon frowned. "But I truly never expected that even the Ancient Magic Power..."
"Doesn't that mean..." She seemed to think of something, and her expression turned strange. "Doesn't that mean the long-standing conflict between the Isaiah Society and us was internal strife all along?"
"Selina, I don't think that was the case." Wizet shook his head lightly. "The corruption did not happen from the beginning. It did not exist from the beginning."
"There is something I need to explain..." A voice familiar to Wizet rang out. "The Guardian organization originated with me."
It was Hermes Trismegistus's voice. "I guided the earliest humans to discover our power and allowed it to manifest through rituals."
"After accomplishing all that, I returned to the Emerald Tablet and fell into slumber. Only when the precepts of the Emerald Tablet were activated could I appear."
"As for the Ancient Magic Power the Guardians could wield, the Killing Curse did not exist among the magic originally passed down. Due to my special circumstances, I was also unable to notice the Killing Curse later on."
He sighed in frustration. "Without question, magic like the Killing Curse was Mictlantecuhtli's specialty. He spread that magic through his messengers."
"Hermes Trismegistus, this is not your fault!" Odin conveyed