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Can I really touch the uniqueness of the moon?

In the face of the uniqueness of the "moon" that was gradually approaching her, Lilith's heart beat a drum, but she couldn't show timidity on her face at all, and still maintained that gentle and beautiful smile full of maternal love.

It hadn't been long since his state stabilized, and the "moon" was so subjective and active, that he shouldn't have taken the initiative to make contact with him - but Lilith was really worried that he would die now because of his lack of ability, and that he would lose control and be wiped out on the spot because of his failure to accommodate uniqueness, or that he might become the embodiment of the moon's "mother", her daughter.

Each of these three possibilities looks terrible, and Lilith can't tell whether it is worse to be erased and become the "daughter" of the mother goddess from the bottom of her heart, or to be killed directly, because she doesn't want to die anyway.

Thinking of this, Lilith's outstretched hand showed signs of retraction.

For a moment, he wanted to run away immediately, but the astral plane was not sealed down anyway, and he could easily get out of the battlefield.

He didn't have much of a chance to help, at most he would restore Leodro and eliminate the negative effects, which made Lilith feel like she could escape, with her own blood and followers. This may not live long, and it may be chased and killed by the vindictive essentia incarnation, or it will be captured by the mother goddess when it enters the starry sky...... But at least you won't die now, and you won't have to face three death options.

Otherwise, no matter what he chooses now, it will only be a different way for himself to die!

But his own path directly symbolizes the "fallen mother goddess", and he can't live even if he leaves the earth.

Even the last road was blocked.

As a symbol of life, the goddess clearly has the symbol of the "spring, summer, autumn and winter" life cycle in her path, but she still can't help but tremble, she is afraid of death, she is afraid of death, she is afraid of death that belongs to her, and she is not afraid of death without life.

Thinking of this, Lilith suddenly felt bottomless regret and resentment in her heart. Wouldn't He have nowhere to go, even on his flight? There is only one outcome in the world before him, and that is that he will either die or go mad. At this moment, he has a very clear empathy for human beings, and human beings live in such fear day and night? Even angels have a limit to their lifespan, and even gods cannot live forever.

If only that were it, at least in terms of cruelty, it would be the same. However, in a world where all things die, there are still people who are high up on the earth and live forever.

After a hundred years or even a thousand years of hard work, I thought that I was running on the road to becoming the supreme, and it was not until the end that I realized that the "end" I thought was actually the dining table of a certain existence.

…… I see.

It wasn't that I was afraid of death, but that I hated that it wasn't me who could live forever.

For a moment, He thought, if only I had never existed.

But whether it's too late to wish that she died in the past, or to hate herself for being born in the form of the "Red Moon", Lilith has a path in front of her that leads to death, only slightly different in the date and manner in which it comes. Lilith's humanity, or bloodline, had never been so active, and he wanted to escape, or find a place to cry, or just stare at the moon.

The hidden sage suddenly opened his mouth, and a sentence fell lightly:

"Go up."

"The Daughter of the Moon."

The black-haired image of the ancient goddess smiled at Lilith, and her body flew up lightly again, opening her arms and running towards Lilith with a smile like a child.

She turned into a red moonlight, and instead of holding Lilith's outstretched hand, she threw herself directly on him, hugging his shoulder.

Blended into His body.

Lilith's eyes widened, her body froze, and countless blood-red words appeared around her in an instant, "Look at the moon", "Mother is watching us", "Praise the moon...... These words, written in various languages, are the information that is polluted by the uniqueness of the "moon", and these words seem to form a circle like life, and at a glance, Lilith is surrounded by countless "moons"!

It was as if a red moon had suddenly descended on the battlefield, and the sky of the astral plane was dyed as red as blood, and the lightning disappeared.

The Hidden Sage took the opportunity to retreat and was not fighting hard, and Leodro was also stunned for a moment under the horror, and Chick in the distance was even more terrified in an instant, eager to run out of the astral plane and fly away.

No!

No way!

How strong is the Hidden Sage himself? Unless he lost his mind and went insane, it would be impossible for the Demon of Knowledge to directly attract the Mother Goddess here!

Chick screamed inwardly, reason telling him that this was impossible, but in fact, the atmosphere of the entire astral plane froze at this moment, and even the Children of Chaos temporarily stopped the siege and strangulation of Chick, and looked in the direction where Lilith was with great vigilance.

After a moment of astonishment, Leodro reacted quickly, using his "authority" to perform miracles, causing lightning and thunder to thunder over the entire northern continent of the real world, dark clouds thickened, and the wind swept up the dust and debris on the ground and flew high into the sky.

He knew Lilith's good and bad state and immediately offered support. The breath of the gods pressed directly on the shoulders of almost everyone in the Northern Continent like a mountain peak, and the majesty of the "tyrant" temporarily diluted the piety to the emperor, after all, life was more important, and the gods forced them to bow their heads in the violent thunder and hurricane, and fell to their knees in order not to be swept away, and prayed frantically in order to calm the wrath of the gods.

But the object of their prayer was not Leodrou.

A name was called out of everyone's mouths: "Mother Earth Goddess Lilith!" ”

……

"Poof!"

Emlyn took a sip of hot coffee and sprayed it directly on his assistant's body, staring at the people around him who suddenly changed their gods and began to pray, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

The Mother Goddess is the ancestor...... The first ancestor was the Mother Goddess...... Mother Goddess ...... Emlyn was completely dumbfounded, not feeling her hair getting thicker.

Similar things happened one after another in the places where the Bloodlines lived.

……

Rorsted Islands.

Alger walked around anxiously, clutching a fresh, crisp piece of paper in his hand.

He looked up at the sky at one moment, and looked down at the slender note in his hand. Even though Alger knew that he couldn't blame him for this incident, he was still very anxious, and he couldn't help but think back to the punishment he received for accidentally messing things up while he was in the Storm Church. He prayed and organized his words in his heart, and waited anxiously for Mr. "Fool" to respond to his report.

"Mr. 'Fool' is a great being who is reasonable, he should and should not ......"

He was so nervous now that he didn't even tell the Divine Envoy Daniz that it was because the seal room of the "Poseidon Church" had been burglarized. Without anyone knowing the cause of the loss, a somewhat peculiar seal was removed.

This seal is "Grossell's Travels".

The reason why "take" instead of "steal" is because Alger has a cheque of unknown origin, but which can be exchanged with any bank for up to 500,000 gold pounds.

Because of the limited resources of the "Poseidon Church", in order to prevent accidents, the level 1 and level 0 seals have long been moved to the base of Fusak along with Silver City and Moon City, and the seals placed here are relatively mild and harmless. "Groselle's Travels", which was confirmed to no longer pull outsiders into it, was naturally placed in it, and it was placed in a safe area with less security.

What made Alger's heart beat even more was that he just went to the sealing room on a whim to make a round. As if he wanted to go for a walk after sitting for a long time, he naturally wanted to check the situation in the sealing room, and walked over.

He, the "Uncrowned Pope", didn't need to patrol the sealing room at all, and when he entered, he happened to be in the middle of his shift.

At a glance, he saw that there was nothing on the platform on which the Grossel Travels had been placed, but the patrolling guards ignored it, and only he saw the brand-new check on it, as if it had just been printed.

Alger sensed something was wrong, and immediately walked over quickly, trying to touch the check after taking precautions. A check is just an ordinary check that bears the bank's stamp. When he picked up the check, the other guards woke up from a dream, and their faces turned pale to find that the seal had been stolen, but in the face of such an overwhelming disparity in strength, how could Alger blame them.

Miss "Justice" shared the audience's mid-to-high sequence ability, and Alger immediately reacted that this should be the ability of "hypnosis", and his own chapel is actually bad for the demigods and maybe even higher-level audiences! In retrospect, his "whim" was the influence of the power of the high sequence, it was someone else who asked him to go there, and it also made Alger feel from the bottom of his heart that it was his own thoughts!

Such a strong man does it, which means that there must be some other secrets in this book...... why hasn't Mr. "Fool" responded yet......

Isn't this book important? Or maybe Mr. Fool has any other plans?

Forget it, I can't speculate about the gods, anyway, it's my lack of supervision, I have to do a self-examination with the gods. Alger silently circled around his office, and after a few moments, he was going out to catch his breath.

Just then, he heard a knock on his office door.

Daniz? Did someone report the loss?

Alger went over to open the door, and the plain wooden door opened inward, and Alger saw a strange young man standing behind the door wearing a retro-style robe, a top hat, and a lot of fancy accessories.

"I'm a wandering magician."

The young man introduced himself before Alger spoke, presumably because of the experience of the last rejection, and he said, "Fulfilling other people's wishes is my magic, I am the one who can help you solve your problems, you can tell me your wishes." ”

“……”

Alger looked at the wandering magician suspiciously. After a moment, a guess appeared in his mind, and he asked cautiously:

"Cipher?"

The wandering magician blinked, and lowered his voice as Alger did: "...... Praise the fools? ”

It seems to be a high-order powerhouse who believes in Mr. "Fool"!

Although he had read the "Angel of Death", "Angel of Destiny", "Angel of Punishment" and "Angel of Redemption" many times in the holy scriptures compiled by Silver City, it was the first time that Alger had encountered a strange "Fool" believer in real life. What's more, there are so many angels made up, but there is not even a single sage, it is already very clear how much imagination the people of the Eastern Continent have used to polish and beautify.

Alger's hanging heart was half relaxed, but the other half was still vigilant, careful not to leak information:

"Praise be to the fool! It turns out that we are fellow citizens who believe in the same deity, so you should know why I am asking for help, and what are you going to do? ”

"Of course."

The wandering magician nodded, spoke without thinking, and then said, "You have encountered the angel of the 'audience' path. ”

Alger's mind was in a daze.

The wandering magician didn't care about Alger's expression at all, and continued: "I have already done divination on the way here, and it was the angel who belonged to the Church of the Creator of Intis who took the Grossell's Travels, the ancient Hermes. ”

Angel, Hermes...... Ancient Hermes, this particular adjective is implying that the other party is the one who created Hermes? Then, why was "Grossell's Travels" taken away by such a being himself, and why did such a being stand on the opposite side of us...... A visual spinning progress bar appeared in Alger's head, and a flood of information washed away his uneasiness.

After a few seconds, he jerked his gaze away from the wandering magician's face, and looked left and right on the ground, unable to utter a word.

It could only be another angel who can mention one angel in such an understatement...... Yes, He was able to divinate those who took Grossell's Travels, and their direct persons should be about the same...... Alger lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the other man anymore.

"Grossell's Travels" has a lot of origins!

Alger suddenly had a flash of inspiration: Could it be that Mr. "World" rescued the "Iceberg Lieutenant General" and got this book because of the secret hidden in it?

But now it's still stolen, does it mean that the secret hasn't been known yet, and it's still valuable?

No one but Mr. "Fool" knew its value, and he didn't say anything, so it was placed in an inconspicuous place in the sealing room, could it be that Mr. "Fool" deliberately released bait, waiting for someone else to take it before he knew what the secret was?

But the wandering magician did not answer the questions that popped up in Alger's mind, and after saying these words, he took the cheque for five hundred thousand pounds from Alger's hand, and looked at it for a long time before looking at him:

"I'll leave this to me."

"In addition to that, you can make a wish to me."

"Make a wish?" Alger was stunned for a moment, and he hadn't recovered from the conspiracy he had made up in his head. He has a lot of wishes, such as hoping that he will become stronger, such as letting more people become believers in sea cucumbers and expand his sphere of influence, such as ending the affairs of the Rorsted Islands as soon as possible, and he also wants to go to the richer and broader Fusak to develop...... But so many wishes are established on the premise of the same thing, therefore, Alger barely thought about it, and said humbly with his head bowed:

"I hope to have a chance to go further."

The wandering magician glanced at Alger and said with a smile, "Your wish will come true." Your promotion will be successful. ”

With that, Mr. Magician suddenly disappeared, leaving only the cheque fluttering on the carpet in front of Alger.

Wait, you didn't say which promotion...... I didn't say which promotion! Alger suddenly realized, his breathing was much heavier, and he bent down to pick up the check on the ground, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. He gasped and half-crouched on the floor, ready to immediately go and mix the "Priest of Calamity" materials that had been completed into potions, but suddenly came back to his senses and felt that something seemed to be different around him.

It's early in the morning, and the warm golden sunlight is shining through the window, but now there is a layer of red brilliance.

Alger looked up slowly, little by little.

The sunlight blended in red, and the sky seemed to become overcast. A full red moon seemed to hang in the sky, hiding behind the clouds.

"Moon...... Is this time out? ”

Alger was a little sluggish, he didn't feel anything until he saw that the potted plant he had placed on the windowsill of his office was actually starting to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye in the red light, and he suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem.

The Red Moon represents the power of femininity, and when the power of femininity erupts, it is the "Blood Moon" - but even the Blood Moon is only more spiritually active in the occult, and does not have the power to accelerate the growth of plants by just the light!

What happened? Could such a force be dangerous to humanity?

Alger didn't dare to think about it, he quickly pulled down the curtain to stop the bonsai from growing, and then rushed out with an umbrella.

"Go back to the house!" He shouted at everyone he saw, and the wind blew them back into the house. The vegetation along the road is growing rapidly, and the creeper in the chapel of the "Poseidon Church", which was originally only two or three meters, has now slowly climbed to the roof. Alger cut it off with the wind blade, but he didn't expect that the creeper who fell to the ground would actually take root on the ground and continue to grow!

"The Power of Life...... Moonshine has the power of life! ”

Alger didn't dare to think about it, and he rushed to the place where he had collected his materials.

Now only strength can give him temporary peace of mind!

TBC

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At the same time, the southern continent of the south.

In the darkness and desolation, the skeleton of a feathered serpent was violently thrown out of the dead and cold mist, rolling on the ground several times in a row, smashing half of the mountain range, and finally lying on the ground motionless.

Bang!

A giant claw pressed and crushed the white bones of the feathered serpent, which were as large as the mountains, and the broken bones rotted and blackened into mud in an instant. The head of the feathered serpent was raised in the air as if it were dying, and it let out a silent roar, and after a few moments, its body was also reduced to ashes.

The River Styx was rippling, and countless undead were quietly descending on the ship hidden in the "hidden mist", floating silently on the "sea". There was nowhere to look for such a massive entity, only to see skeletons wandering the land, dragons, giants, and countless gigantic skeletons struggling to reach out from under the dirt to drag the living thing and the entire world down.

The undead of the Feathered Serpent seemed to be completely wiped out, but he knew that the spirit that had been devotion to essentia would not die completely, and that the faithful angel would crawl out of the bottom of the river again and again, never ceaseing to attack him.

"Are you dead?" He asked in his head, "If you don't die, you won't do something?" ”

"It's being done, it's being done." There was also a voice in his head that answered Him, "I'll fight to let you die outside, I'm gone." ”

The communication between the self began and ended instantly, and after the mist, there seemed to be a faint red light shining through.