Psychedelic colourful lights alternate as the crowd in the center of the dance floor shakes their heads and tails and dances to the beat of the music.

"Forget about that damn life! Space knows day and night, work is eternal, and happiness is one's own!"

The DJ on stage raised the volume and shouted into the microphone:

"shake it!"

Boom Boom Boom – Winter, Winter, Winter, Boom –

The purple light fell, and the criminals danced and wrote in the air with their heads, and the people in the private room shook some unspeakable powder into their noses, and then closed their eyes, convulsed, and then let out a burst of stupid laughter.

The sexy six-armed snake maid shuttled through the crowd with a plate, her waist and hips twisted as if she could squeeze out the juice, she smiled and knocked off the ill-intentioned salty pig hand, turned into the booth, put the wine and fruit plate on the table, and was about to leave, when she was stopped into her arms by a small white hand.

"Oops, that's annoying." The snake maid glanced at the woman who harassed her, and said in a low voice: "Priest Arya~ What are you always pestering people to do, I haven't developed a new business."

"Eh, hey~ Look at what you said, little cherry, I didn't tip you less."

"I'm not talking about this - you play too much every time."

The priest known as Arya has short blood-red hair and scars on her face, but she can still recognize her former dignified beauty from her facial features, she plays with the maid's small face and ears with one hand, and spills whiskey on the other's chest with the other, but the snake maid looks like she wants to refuse and welcome, and she takes the initiative to shake her chest and shake it off, and a sparkling sparkle flashes on her scales.

"Oh, that's beautiful! I like you snake people, how can you know how to have a fever in other races!"

"What you said is too indecent, our family is not called scratching the head, this is called exotic."

"Hahaha—good, good, good."

Arya priest crossed her legs, a beautiful woman in one hand and a beautiful wine in the other, and the runes of evil, hatred, and curse could be seen everywhere on her white robe on a black background, confirming her identity.

【Fallen Priest】

[Redemption] is a way to save the lives of others, because of the difference in world view, technology, magic, and theory, the path that has evolved is also in different directions. Although the vast majority of them have become life-saving doctors, there are also many who choose to take the path of playing with life and desecrating corpses.

For example, the advanced branch of the [Doctor], which advocates the treatment of others and the control of the battlefield, transmits life force through nanosilk threads and causes damage. There are also ruthless [corpse sewers] who specialize in surgical techniques, stitch up corpses, fight violence with violence, and have extremely strong blood-sucking recovery and combat capabilities.

Because of the different areas of emphasis, the path of salvation is usually divided into two schools: "surface" and "inside".

The [Priest] school is naturally the "Blessed Master" who worships light and nature, and uses the combination of life force and faith to save lives, while the "Priest" is the "Fallen Priest" who uses evil techniques to worship evil gods and achieve healing by depriving and harming the lives of others, like Arya.

The [Fallen Priests] who have stepped into the inner school do not have to abide by the strict rules and precepts, but have to be more corrupt, corrupt, and enjoy all the pickled and dark sides of the world, and only by acknowledging these from the bottom of their hearts and gradually reshaping their own worldview can they go further.

"You're playing so much, won't you still have a job later? Won't it affect?"

Sitting opposite Arya was a blue-eyed half-blood demon with a white eye on each side of the apple muscle, drinking wine leisurely at the moment, and the cold aura on his pale skin made the men accompanying him tremble vigorously, and he had to show a gentle business smile.

If there are mercenaries from Valkyrie Fortress here, they will definitely exclaim: Isn't this the legendary mercenary who has been missing for 43 years, "Ice Man" Golas?

For the mercenaries of the abyss, the Zeta Rank is the pinnacle, and it is called a legendary mercenary.

Dugan Golas, on the other hand, is a legend within legends - he has the ability to be a quasi-Yin tower (7).

"Don't worry, it's just a resurrection of a Zeta step, and the old lady can complete it while applauding her love - Party A won't care about this kind of detail."

Arya smiled, twisted the face of the girl in her arms, and begged for a sweet fist of disgust.

"On the contrary, you, Dugan Golas, are still taking money from narrative-level civilizations."

"What's strange?"

"Of course it's weird."

Arya held her chin and said:

"Zeta Rank (6) is a very special rank, Epsilon Rank (5) allows people to determine the godhead and aim for the future development direction, and when you reach Zeta Rank, it belongs to the watershed that divides the ascended and the transcendent."

"As recognized gods on the earth, and the main force involved in the cosmic war, they are enough to make the oceans boil, destroy the mountains and rivers, and destroy the cities on the surface of the earth, it is only a matter of time, this great power is the limit of what mortals can witness."

"Therefore, they are no longer called 'transcendent,' but are respectfully called 'Ascended Ones.'"

Dugan drank lava wine:

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"Just lamenting the situation in the abyss."

Arya chuckled and continued:

"But the star abyss is so big that even such a god ascender is a bit too much."

"There are actually many battlefields like the Milky Way Eye Meat Grinder in the universe. The mercenaries of the Zeta tier are often active in such places, as commandos and gang fighters, infiltrating disputed areas and carrying out tasks that the regular army cannot do."

"As for those above the Zeta Steps, the losses in the war have not been large."

Arya looked at Dugan and said:

"After all, those who exceed this level basically have the ability to influence the interstellar war and the local theater of war, but they will not choose to do it themselves and live a life of licking blood at the tip of the knife."

Dugan knew that the other party was mocking him, so he casually explained:

"Although it is generally believed that those who ascend to the gods after being promoted to the Yin Tower level have basically completed the stage of primitive accumulation, or they have taken a back seat and promoted themselves from chess pieces to chess players, pulled up battle groups, and formed capital. Or take root with the official and be a guest in a certain civilization or even a narrative. Financial freedom is fundamentally achieved. However, there are also Yoon Ta-tiers who are unable to devote themselves to the righteous path due to their political stance......

"In a word, the real strong will either start a business or become a leader in the system."

Arya took a sip of wine, drunken and confused:

"I remember you saying it yourself, 'Part-time job? That's just a poor man's fantasy" - and now, you choose to make a comeback?"

"I've been short of money lately, so I'm just going to find some work to do."

Dugan said perfunctorily:

"It's you, who were originally the focus of the cultivation of the first-class civilization [Kelly Sanctuary], but you have degenerated to this point, from a goddaughter above 10,000 people, to a poor ghost addicted to alcohol, how do you look at it, you are in a worse situation than me, right?"

"It's different, I chose this path myself. I can't stand to shut myself up all my life, stay in the monastery all day long, pray and recite the scriptures and wash my clothes—how can I be happy now, when I still have beer in one hand, and those priests who guard the idols every day?"

Arya spreads her hands:

"Besides, we've all come to the Tomb Stars, let's not pretend to be a good person, Ice Demon Dugan, how many civilized lives are you carrying? Two hundred million? Or 400 million?"

"I'm not a butcher, I didn't kill that much, only 163 million people."

"Isn't that still a killing spree. The Interstellar Court convicted you of genocide, man-made natural disasters, destruction of ecosystems – 23 counts and punishment for several crimes, which is awesome."

"I've said it all. It's not that exaggerated!"

Dugan retorts:

"I just used magic to make the temperature of that planet drop a little bit: 6 degrees Celsius - they died from the reduced grain production of the Xiaoice Age, in fact, the sentence was not fair to me at all, and I did not kill it with my own hands

If people don't work hard themselves, if they have the habit of accumulating food, they won't die so many people at all."

"Look at what you said, I don't think the court decided to be okay."

Priest Arya lit a cigarette and muttered:

"As soon as you talk about natural disasters, I immediately think of one thing - do you know that kid of Wanyue?"

"You mean the Scourge Arcane holder? I have the impression that he has reached the peak of the Zeta Rank before he is 100 years old, and he is still recognized as the most difficult to advance to the [Domination] Dao Dao Ascending Divine Person, which can be said to be quite talented."

Dugan mentioned the waning moon, and he did not hesitate to praise it.

Unlike other paths, the Arcans of the [Domination] Department rarely have the opportunity to learn systematically, and most of them will embark on the rugged roads for various reasons, especially those who hold the Arcana of the Sequence, all of them are crazy and paranoid, or illiterate idiots with no brains.

Unlike the waning moon, Dugan's impression of him is that of a very pure person, who does not develop superfluous arcane powers, but focuses on tempering his innate talent and harnessing the power of the calamity from beginning to end.

"He is studious, quick-witted, powerful, charismatic, and does not hesitate to reward his subordinates, and I hear that he has also assembled a fleet of people who have connections with many civilizations. Rising from the slums and mixing to this point, I still appreciate such juniors."

Arya glanced at him.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with what I'm talking about?" Dugan shrugged, "You keto priestess never praises others, unlike me, others are better than me, I will only appreciate more."

"The waning moon is dead."

Arya said with a cigarette in her hand.

「…… Dead?" Dugan was surprised: "Wanyue is so young, I remember not yet 90 years old, right? Isn't he able to jump the dimension at will, even I don't have the confidence to kill him, how could he die?"

"This time the customer told us."

Arya took a puff of her cigarette and said:

"The client is a subsidiary of a narrative civilization, you know—Veraz Security, the notorious war contractor and security dispatch company, does worse things than we do."

"Getting to the point."

"The one I traded with was a little girl from Veraz, and I had known each other before, and the person I asked to entrust with the resurrection this time was the one who killed the waning moon."

"That's true...... Accident."

Dugan touched his chin:

"Wanyue's ability is very difficult to kill, since he can kill Wanyue, it means that his combat power is already on par with Yin Tajie."

"That's what I thought, too."

Arya says:

"So don't take it too lightly, I deliberately chose this place, because I can't trust the security forces that the little girl recruited herself - if that guy suddenly explodes and kills people after he is resurrected, seventy percent of this nightclub is Zeta level, even if there is no aisle, the strength is still there, and he will not be given a chance."

"You're really bad-hearted, let the people around you share the firepower with you."

Dugan quipped:

"But no matter what, it's a Zeta level. With me, the quasi-Yin Ta Stage, and the people in this shop, even if the real Yin Ta Ladder comes, it will have to be overturned by us."

"Exactly."

Arya nodded:

"That little girl named Nariya has a lot of brains to make money, but she has never suffered a loss, and she doesn't realize what it means to be able to kill the waning moon."

"The ability of the waning moon involves the dimension of time and space, and the only thing that can transcend time and space is [gravity]."

Dugan narrowed his eyes:

"Only the Sequence Arcane can fight the Sequence Ability, not to mention that he killed the waning moon, which means that his level of arcane development will not be low."

"To be honest, we're all old fritters, and this job is certainly quite risky, but we're playing at home, and no matter what, it's good for us."

Arya smoking a cigarette:

"It's that daughter

Miss Naria, when I talk to her, I listen to her tone, and there are two Zeta steps with her, and even one of them is Gabros."

"You're worried they won't be able to deal with the guy who killed the waning moon?"

"No, I'm just worried about them defaulting."

As soon as Arya finished speaking, the door of the nightclub suddenly opened, and a group of half-bloods and orcs immediately poured in, and behind them, a young lady who was elegant and decent, and did not fit in with the dirty and sinful environment of the tomb stars, naturally stepped into the door with generosity.

"Oh, let's get there."

Arya took out her cigarette and beckoned to the girl over there:

"Nariya, this way."

Naria glanced at it, and immediately found Arya's location, she turned her head sideways and gave her subordinates a look, and the other party understood, and quickly dragged the freezer cabin, squeezed the crowd on the dance floor, and went to the booth.

The wine table was pushed away, and the black freezer took its place, and it was displayed in front of Priest Arya, who smoked a cigarette and her eyes lit up:

"Wow - CVF-109, the most advanced biochemical freezer, it is said that advanced [biochemists] use this thing to transport materials for biochemical war beasts. You're really willing to spend money."

"This is the lowest-cost item in this operation."

Nariya said, then she looked at the "Ice Man" Dugan Golas next to her, and politely stretched out her hand, "Fortunately, the legendary mercenary Mr. Golas."

"Fortunately, the company's daughter—but I've been out of Valkyrie Fortress for 43 years. I've long since stopped being a mercenary."

As soon as Dugan shook hands with the other party, Naria's entire arm was immediately frozen, but she didn't care, the low temperature of minus 70 degrees Celsius didn't hurt her.

"I'm sorry for you this time."

Nariya said.

"That's free, just tip a little more when you go back."

Arya pursed her lips and looked at the data panel of the cryopod:

"Storage time is 4 hours and 22 minutes - it's okay, you sent it over in time, the body should be very well preserved."

"It's the best option."

Naria glanced at the noisy surroundings, the music was loud, and the people were dancing and having fun, and no one noticed that they were coming in with the corpses:

"Will it affect the resurrection ritual?"

"As long as it's not in the open air. Let your people quickly stand in their positions, and when this guy comes back to life—who knows how hard it will be if someone can kill the waning moon."

Arya grunted, walked to the freezer, followed the password given by Naliya, pressed the launch panel to unlock it, and then grabbed the edge with both hands and lifted it upward:

"Stinky little ghost, don't die, it's time to get up and jump—"

Snort –

The hatch opened, and the cold air escaped, revealing the structure inside.

「…… I'm talking about the company's daughter."

Arya picked up the cigarette butt again, put it in her mouth, and tilted her head to look at Nariya with a shocked face:

"It took you 4 hours and 22 minutes to get here, just to deliver a cloud of air?"

The cryophoric chamber was empty, and the body of Leoz, which was clearly confirmed to be contained in it, could not find a single hair at the moment.

"It's impossible, it's impossible......"

Nariyah muttered:

"We escorted him all the way, and I saw his head cut off with my own eyes, how could he disappear—"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt someone tap her on the shoulder.

"Are you looking for this?"

She turned her head, and Leoz's head immediately smashed head-on, shattering her skull!