Find the Defiant Wretch Who Dared to Desecrate Our God and Kill Him!

Meanwhile, outside Canghai Star.

The several thousand members of the Moonlight Clan were killing in a frenzy.

The insect tide was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It went from blotting out the sky to a sparse scattering, until only a few small groups of remnants were left putting up a desperate resistance.

On Canghai Star, the citizens watching the battle on the big screens were dumbstruck.

One man's lips went dry. His Adam's apple bobbed before he finally managed to force the words from his throat:

"Th-this... is this the Moonlight Clan's true strength?"

No one answered him.

Because everyone had thought of the same thing.

That recently popular post on the Star Network.

The idle remarks they had tossed around in casual conversation, and their own "impassioned" comments.

The man who had spoken silently pulled out his light brain.

He swiped a few times and found his comment history.

Then, with the fastest fingers of his life, he deleted every single word.

He didn't dare leave even a punctuation mark behind.

When he was done, he raised his head.

His gaze returned to the figures on the screen.

—Right.

—From now on, I'm a diehard Moonlight Clan fan.

—If anyone dares say a word against them, they'll answer to me.

Wuma Xiu withdrew his gaze, his expression calm and unreadable.

After a moment of silence, a few words finally left his lips:

"Not bad."

If someone who didn't know better had heard him, they would probably have thought this gentleman's standards were far too high.

But Wuma Xiu alone knew.

Compared with the First-Generation Moonlight Race, these descendants really were just "not bad."

Those first-generation followers he had shaped with his own hands.

Their sharp edge.

The children before him hadn't inherited even half of it.

Still, several hundred thousand years was simply too long.

As for revealing himself to them now?

Wuma Xiu had no such plans at the moment.

How should he put it?

He still wanted to go wild for a while longer.

Free and unfettered, without a care in the world.

Without having to face the looks from the followers he had abandoned hundreds of thousands of years ago.

—It definitely wasn't because he didn't know how to face them.

No!

Definitely not.

The insects' remains had yet to cool when the thousands of Moonlight Clan members turned as one.

At last, they looked into the distance.

There, several Starry Sky Beasts floated leisurely.

Their enormous bodies were like breathing mountain ranges. They had watched the show from beginning to end, and even the tips of their tails exuded a leisurely "I'm just watching, not helping" air.

The Starry Sky Beasts were the Star God's followers.

And they were the Moon God's followers.

In terms of status, the two were equal.

In terms of seniority, neither outranked the other.

But in terms of strength, if they fought, the Moonlight Clan would come away unscathed, while the other side would be howling.

Even so, the Moonlight Clan and the Starry Sky Beasts had always kept out of each other's way.

They each went about their lives in this sea of stars.

On the rare occasions they met, they would take a detour at most.

But for some reason today...

The more those thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the Starry Sky Beasts, the more displeasing they found them.

What's more, a faint scent was drifting over from those enormous creatures.

—Fragrant.

—Very fragrant.

It smelled so good that it made them... want to swallow.

The Moonlight Clan had a Mental Network where all its members could communicate.

It was divided into many groups for various purposes.

There were mission groups, information groups, and so on.

They had also set up all kinds of chat groups.

But those chat groups were usually like graveyards.

A whole year could pass without anyone saying a word. The idea was that "we of the Moonlight Clan are aloof and don't like chatting."

Today, Yue Rushui, captain of the Moonlight Clan's Vanguard Force, stared at the Starry Sky Beast nearest him.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

He actually sent a message on the Mental Network.

[Yue Rushui]: They smell so good. How about... we roast these ones and eat them?

The moment he sent it.

Yue Rushui felt a little regretful, wondering if he had been so hungry he'd lost his head to send such an undignified message.

But the next second, the group called [Vanguard Force Chat Group] exploded.

[Squad member A]: Seconded.

[Squad member B]: Seconded.

[Squad member C]: I have fire. Moonlight Condensed Flame. A slow roast should let the flavor soak in.

[Squad member D]: The Starry Sky Beasts are the Star God's followers. That might not be a good idea... but seconded.

[Squad member E]: Lord Star God is magnanimous. He won't mind us roasting a few of his followers. Seconded.

[Squad member F]: The person above is right.

[Squad member G]: Seconded.

The usually deserted [Vanguard Force Chat Group Network] was now as lively as a marketplace.

A large crowd of Moonlight Clan members emerged from every corner where they had been lurking and voted in favor as one. Some even began discussing whether the beasts would taste better roasted or stewed to let the flavor soak in.

In the end, though, they didn't get to eat them.

Not because their consciences had awakened, nor because the Starry Sky Beasts had run away.

It was because a mission had come in.

The order had been passed down from above, one level at a time.

Its wording grew harsher each time.

By the time it reached their level, it carried a fury suppressed to the utmost.

It was said that the moment the clan leader received the news.

He flew into a rage on the spot.

The reason was that someone in this region of space had spoken that word.

Not "Moon God."

Nor any other form of address containing an honorific.

Just the single word [Moon].

—This was desecration!

Starting with the clan leader, fury spread through the entire Moonlight Clan like a spark setting a prairie ablaze. In the end, it became an absolute order that fell heavily upon the Vanguard Squad.

Find the defiant wretch who dared to desecrate our god.

—Kill him.

The Vanguard Squad's eyes were also filled with fury. As soon as they finished slaughtering the insects, they flew off without a moment's rest.

When it came to matters concerning the Moon God, the Moonlight Clan.

Had only ever had two options: "do it" and "don't do it."

And the option of "don't do it."

Simply didn't exist in the Moonlight Clan's dictionary.

And the direction they flew off in was precisely where Wuma Xiu had met Yang Zhi and the others.