The newborn "Red Moon" rises upwards like a celestial body.

Like a giant in ancient mythology, he separated the heavens and the earth, and stretched the sky and the earth.

The "Red Moon", which was originally full of infinite hostility to the "Fire Bearer", at this moment, did not have much to embarrass Colin, but threw itself into the collision with the "night".

There is no movement in this kind of collision, it is said to be a "battle", and from some spectator perspectives, it seems to be closer to some natural phenomena in daily life, as natural as light dispelling darkness.

"'Cooperation' with 'Red Moon' is something I never dreamed of in my life."

Colin bowed his head deeply, not daring to look at the sky, lest the two great powers of battle wear him down.

This time, in his opinion, it was somewhat unexpected.

It also made him know one thing

What is there in this world that can make the "Red Moon" unite with the "Bonfire Company"?

The answer is "night".

"Hey, hey, young man, I don't know, under normal circumstances, the best way to deal with the 'dark night' is to summon the 'First Fire'."

"Then there is 'light', 'red moon' and so on."

"After that weird period, I sent a lot of messages out, trying to transfer a C+-level 'fire bearer' to transfer this group of outsiders here, but it hasn't been found."

"Those under the 'light' are like dead."

"In the end, there is no choice but to find something else, and the most sensitive to what to say is the 'dark night', once it is found that it may have a little possibility of coming, it will be shot at any cost, then there is only 'Red Moon'"

"It's easy to get yourself into a trap if you're not careful"

The voice of the "Thorn Lady" came from the spikes, and it was still exactly the same as "Ekah" or "Lavinia".

It's just that I don't know if it's her nature, or if it's affected by the "joy" when the "Red Moon" appears, the "Thorn Lady" is in an indescribably optimistic and cheerful mood at this moment.

At the moment, there is a lot of chatter.

Listening to her words, Colin couldn't help but feel some confusion in his heart.

'If nothing else, how did you master the summoning method of the 'Red Moon'? Why is Red Moon so hostile to Night? Isn't this a childlike relationship in some sense?'

But now is not the time to ask this, he took a deep breath and interrupted the babbling of the "Thorn Lady":

"Don't talk nonsense, what's next?"

Although the burden on his body was lightened by the will of the "Red Moon".

But that doesn't mean it's over.

Regardless of the situation above their heads, under their feet, those "dark night" believers were slumped on the ground one by one like rotten flesh.

Tens of millions of wriggling lumps of flesh wriggled evenly on the ground, and the scene was evil but spectacular.

This is clearly the effect of the arrival of the "Red Moon".

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a layer of skin wrapping, the things that grew in these people's bodies would have been running everywhere.

Even so, there are people who have eyes that drag long nerves and bounce outside their sockets while singing.

But the evil nature is a little evil, but it is not bad to the extreme

If he hadn't stepped up the intensity of the bonfire at the moment of the appearance of the "Red Moon", I'm afraid that the ones below would not be as simple as rotten meat now.

"What's next? Then it's much simpler, because the power of the 'night' is attached to these guys, I have been tied up and can't do anything, but now that my attention is diverted, things are easy to do."

"Of course, you'll have to hold on."

The voice of the "Thorn Lady" came again from the thorns that pierced into the flesh.

It is also when the voice is conveyed that Colin sees, in the center of the ritual of the "Eternal Night".

Around the spire, which was about 100 meters high and carved with black crystals, as if it could absorb all the light, thorns with a black metallic luster began to spread out.

It enveloped the pitch-black spire in circles, isolating it from the mysterious aura that emanated from it.

At the same time, on the body of every living individual on the ground, sharp black thorns grew and enveloped, and then, under the wriggling skin, everything began to revert to its place.

It's just that after recovery, people's faces are very empty and dull, as if they have no soul.

"Come, put the fire on this evenly, and pour a little more 'humanity' here."

What the hell am I here?

Colin thought to himself, but did so.

In the light of the fire, the faces of these people were no longer so empty, and little by little they became bright, as if the dead trees that had been moistened by the rain were reborn.

"There's no 'night' threat, and after a while, when they wake up again, they'll all be my followers, but I've been lurking for a long time to mark them all, so I can make sure everyone can mark them."

"Lady Thorn," she said quickly.

And when she acts, Colin can feel from those black thorns that her personality is indeed not low, as a "world manager", the thinking logic and so on shown by her words are already very "human".

I don't know how many levels higher than the "King of Crazy Sound".

It's just that Colin doesn't know that this "Thorn Lady" is an "alien god" like the "Father of the Sea".

Or is it from the human race itself?

"At that moment, the two on top of the head, how to solve it?" Colin asked.

"Don't worry, the 'container' I provided is enough for the 'Red Moon' for a period of time at most, and there is an upper limit to the strength, and when the time comes, I pout the root of the 'Black Night', and the container is almost ruined by the 'Black Night'"

"And then there are no believers, and they won't be here for long, of course, if you fight a little longer."

"Otherwise, this group of people will be affected and killed by the forces above, and the train will be troublesome to restart, and the 'agreement' may not move if there are fewer people."

"Lady Thorn" responded optimistically, and said that after her careful calculations, there would be no accidents.

"I'll try to hold on as much as I can, and hopefully it will go as smoothly as you say."

Colin said as he was furiously burning, and only then did he have time to raise his hand to glance at his left palm, which was missing two fingers.

The pain in the fracture was severe, but it was not bleeding, but it was breathing fire like a gas cylinder!

It made him a little nervous.

'The power is still a little bit uncontrollable. Colin thought to himself.

There was too little time to think this time.

It feels a bit quicker, and next time this happens, it may be more appropriate to put the two fingers on the back.

'No, next time? There can't be a next time! How the hell am I going to be bored with summarizing all this stuff?! ’

Colin couldn't help but mumble in his heart.

At this time, above the dome, some kind of silent "collision" broke out again.

Even if Colin doesn't look up, some faint blurred images can still appear in his mind-

In the picture, the endless darkness envelops the "red moon", as if it wants to disassemble and drag it into eternal darkness, while the dense light that blooms from the "red moon" takes root in the darkness like the umbilical cord of a mother and child, drawing "nourishment" from the surroundings.

These "fighting" methods are much weirder than the general situation, and they are not like the average person can understand.

"Don't think about it!"

Colin shook his head vigorously and began to do his best to keep the flame alive to avoid further surprises.

Let's change first. (End of chapter)