Moon King Descends Here

Although the Sea of Stars is the core of Earth and the manifestation of the origin of this terrestrial planet's existence, just like the roots of a tree, every developing Earth is a branch extending from it, this does not mean that things in the Sea of Stars are also the source.

In fact, the Sea of Stars of each planet are common, but within these Sea of Stars, the things that are close to each planet are different and specific.

The fairy paradise, though existing within the Sea of Stars, is still a paradise belonging to 'this world'.

Fairies are essentially Phantasmal Species, and so is Paradise.

People's fantasies and human dreams are the foundation for building a paradise.

Ultimately, the spirits cannot reach the throne of the gods further into the 'sea' like the gods who entered the Sea of Stars, so they still need imagination as their foundation.

However, if such a fantasy goes astray, then the amusement park itself will be thrown into turmoil.

This is exactly the situation that is happening in the paradise Present Moment.

In the present world, Rovi inexplicably became the ' Fey King '.

People's fantasies were transferred to him.

Thus, in order to save itself, the Paradise instinctively began to give rise to the "Paradise Fairies," who were different from the fairies of the original essence of "nothingness" condensed from other fantasies and who bore the "duties."

... Morgana Lefève, or Vivian.

Morgan le Fay is the name the Paradise prepared for him to take on his journey to the mortal world.

Vivian is the name of a fairy.

"What you need to do is go to the mortal world and end the traces left by that King of Fey."

"What you need to do is to end the activities of the fairies in the present world and to end the mystery."

"To bring fantasy back into paradise from the outside."

Amidst the blowing wind across the open fields and the boundless glow of the sunset, a young and beautiful figure slowly opened her azure eyes.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"It's not Phantasmal Species like monsters or fairies, nor is it some mysterious remnant from an ancient era..."

"Form ranks! Form ranks!"

"Don't panic—"

"..."

The sound echoed across the wilderness as Roman soldiers, gripping spears, javelins, swords, and shields, struggled to maintain their formation and advanced step by step.

But faced with the overwhelming tide of the enemy, many people wore inexplicable solemnity on their faces.

Soldiers from Rome and young warriors gathered from various barbarian tribes crossed the continent of Europa to this land of West Asia, sweeping across the land like longswords. They had slain gods and fought against ancient mythical beast subspecies summoned by barbarian sorcerers.

They win every battle, so they can maintain a high fighting spirit no matter what the situation.

But that doesn't include the current situation.

Sand dunes, deserts, and the sound of wind in the wilderness—one after another, staggering figures emerge from the earth, and one after another, withered hands crawl out from beneath, gripping the ground, revealing corpses, broken flesh, and bones gleaming with a cold, eerie light...

The enemy they faced was not a powerful foe, but it seemed unusually strange.

That's a 'person'.

They are the corpses of the dead, those buried on this land, the bodies of the warriors' kin.

People who had been dead for a long time were drawn by some inexplicable force, emerging from the ground and attacking them.

Layer upon layer, rising and falling, endlessly.

"You who blaspheme death and toy with it, your sin is unforgivable!"

Boudica appeared particularly angry.

The colossal, azure Machine God manifested by Barghest was awe-inspiring in the sunlight. It drove its hounds and warned the fairies of death with every strike. Propelled by the engines that burned and surged between its ankle joints, it could still unleash tremendous power, shattering the ground and creating huge craters.

But there is no place where there is any danger.

Dead creatures kept emerging from the ground.

How many people have died on this land throughout history?

Uncountable.

Because that's simply impossible to calculate.

Just by looking at them, one can see the figures of corpses from various past eras.

Primitive humans, Stone Age humans, people who still ate raw meat and drank blood...

Unless this land can be completely destroyed.

Erasure of its 'record' of existence.

Otherwise, such impacts will be difficult to completely stop.

At that very moment of intense stalemate, a massive dragon's roar came from the sky, and the radiant, azure dragon slowly lowered its enormous claws.

It reached out to grab the endless corpses on the ground, and at the same time, it completely shattered the earth beneath its feet.

Dust billowed up, gradually thinned and dissipated, finally revealing a vast, abyss-like fissure.

"Wow... that's amazing!" Barghest glanced at the sky. The dragon's figure had disappeared, but the remaining glow still shimmered like the aurora borealis.

The fairies from Paradise had never seen Rovi's tentacles before.

But at this moment, she recognized the dragon's claws falling from the sky as an absolute threat.

The Dragon of Albion.

Merlin—

"Having shaken off the confusion in your heart, it seems you are gradually able to unleash your original power." At the rear of the legion, Rovi, sitting on the chariot, glanced across the entire battlefield, then turned his gaze to look at the girl falling from the sky behind him.

Merlin stood firmly on the ground, a smile appearing on her face as she regained her human form from her dragon form, "Yes, this is the posture I should have always been in..."

"That's really impressive!" Einzbern, standing nearby, exclaimed. "It must have power approaching that of the Primal One, right?"

Einzbern, as Athena, was merely the queen of a pantheon and had not truly reached the primordial realm of planetary scale, which could extend its influence to the entire surface of the planet.

but...

"As long as I can completely complete the Third Magic, I can also reach that height and the scenery where you are."

The Third Magic is completed in human form, and then the power of the Soul Manifestation is used to reflect the existence of the gods, materializing the Spirit Core and returning that enormous energy to the human body.

In this way, Einzbern will be able to obtain a continuous source of power.

She will become the 'snake' that masters the 'principle of cycles'.

—Athena in ancient times was the goddess who ruled over 'serpents', Gorgon Sisters, the most famous serpent goddesses in the West, were her subordinates.

"Don't worry, that day won't be too far away," Rovi said with a smile, encouraging Einzbern.

He looked at what was in front of him again.

Even if the dead still revive underground, they can hardly climb out from under the extremely solid and fixed soil after being trampled.

Rovi brandished his sword and ordered the army to continue advancing, but he knew very well that "this is just a harbinger of doom."

The Roman army has crossed the Ural Mountains.

After sweeping through North Asia,

Heading towards West Asia.

Next, we might go to Southwest Asia, or perhaps North Africa, or even further to more distant borders, to lands that even Alexander II failed to conquer.

But before that, they will face their biggest challenge.

—The Crimson Moon.

— Brunestud has entered the ground.

The countless deaths were merely a harbinger.

It was only to welcome the massive procession of the dead who had appeared on the moon, the original ' Moon King '.

The Roman army crossed countless mountains and seas, reaching the borders of West Asia.

The battle-hardened army had defeated the equally powerful Parthian and Kushan Parthian Empire, but just as it was about to shift its focus to the south, it faced a crisis.

The legend records that the calamity was a natural disaster.

A blood-red moon fell from the sky, and a pitch-black night enveloped the entire world. Death revived from the earth, bringing with it the threat of eternal slumber.

That night.

The army was stationed on the plains, with scattered firelight dotting the landscape, which, from a distance, resembled Star River in the sky.

The moon appeared exceptionally bright that night.

But it cast a heavy, oppressive crimson light on one's face.

The patrolling soldiers were on high alert; having fought the dead during the day, they were all on edge.

"I have a vague feeling of unease."

High atop the watchtower, the vanguard commander Boudica arrived in person.

Barghest grinned. "Uneasy? That's just how it is."

"I also feel uneasy, I have a feeling... something big is coming."

"Bufan Xi, does His Majesty have any instructions?"

When asked about the red fairy girl, she tilted her head. "No, before nightfall, Lord Rovi only gave one order."

"Before sunrise, everyone must stay indoors."

Barghest frowned slightly, then exhaled. She looked towards the central command tent, where a small, silver-haired figure sat cross-legged above the tent. A strange expression appeared on the face of the battle-type fairy. "With her here... there shouldn't be any problems."

Having witnessed the terrifying power displayed by the dragon that fell during the day, Barghest believed this to be true.

Having merged with the combat-type mecha Barghest, he is confident in his own power. As a Present Moment, he is confident that he can fight against the main god of the pantheon.

But when faced with that claw...

She felt she didn't even have a chance to struggle.

It is...

"Speaking of which, isn't the name 'Wan Yue' rather strange?"

"Really..."

Crimson hues, like a blood-red haze.

It possesses an eerie, almost otherworldly beauty, and this beauty seems to be constantly amplified...

Wait, zoom in!?

"Has the moon set?!"

The moon is getting bigger.

The moon and the moon fall!

In the military camp, countless soldiers subconsciously raised their heads, looking up at the ever-expanding full moon above.

A colossal hum resounded in everyone's ears as the terrifying weight accumulated and rubbed against the atmosphere, piercing through the boundless, thick protective barrier of the planet.

The air was distorted, and the plains were tilted and turbulent.

Despite the stinging in their eardrums and the vibrations in their bones, the soldiers strained to keep their eyes wide open, staring at the sky.

The moon, suspended high in the sky, has fallen.

In the darkness, countless pedestrians return home to the light; every night, someone looks up to the light of hope...

That figure that once drove the Roman emperor mad.

—The moon sets.

The shadow of reality obscured the entire sky, and the heaviness in everyone's hearts made it hard to breathe.

Boudica gripped her sword tightly, but suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

Even Barghest couldn't help but feel a little bewildered.

The fairy will not die.

But they will feel unhappy about being powerless.

"My lord..."

"Your Majesty—" Bufan Xi called out to Rovi's in his heart.

As the moon sets, a terrifying gale sweeps across the land.

near.

After that...

stop.

"Wow, that's heavy!" Before the shadow had faded, everyone's eyes widened as they stared at the figure that had appeared in the air.

The steel-forged body slowly unfolded its iron wings, and its feet spewed forth flames. Engines pulled out terrifying power, forcefully lifting the falling moon up with its bare hands.

The figure that appeared was undoubtedly Rovi.

It is Rovi, the Machine God.

He had been waiting for a long time...

"Although it's not a real moon, its weight is incredibly close, isn't it?"

Supporting himself with both hands as he fell to the ground, Rovi's spoke to Yi Xin.

He was facing upwards.

The figure of the moon being thrown down from the sky... The sound rang out, and both hands exerted force simultaneously, causing the chaotic bell to toll to resound. Behind the machine Machine God, a vast chaotic mist appeared, slowly extending tentacles, each tightly gripping a powerful magical Noble Phantasm. With each strike and vibration, the falling moon was enveloped from all directions.

Then, it was shattered by force.

When everyone looked up, they saw the shadow collapse, leaving not even fragments, but turning directly into large swathes of dust that floated and dispersed in the air.

Even after the moon shatters, higher still, the moon shines.

Under the blood-red moonlight, a figure could be seen standing in the center of the shattered moon.

"Is it you...?"

"Those who threaten the moon!"

The golden-haired figure slowly raised her hand, her crimson eyes gleaming with endless rainbow light under the moon.

"My name is Brunestud."

"I am the real one..."

"Moon King!"

The figure suspended high in the air possesses an extremely beautiful form, with long, flowing golden hair that scatters like radiant light, outlining an exquisite and stunning face.

She was tall and graceful. Although she was genderless in essence, she appeared to be a woman. Her long dress, interwoven with gold and red, swayed and moved, and her full legs extended out from below.

Her slightly exposed, full and rounded chest was revealed as she slowly opened her arms, showcasing her side curves.

Behind her, crimson moonlight coalesced into magnificent wings.

The radiant light that descended covered half of the world.

The moon shines on all that is her territory.

Compared to the Moon Cell, who stole the moon's position with immense computing power, she might be the true Moon King — the Crimson Moon, Brunestud.

Regarding the Progenitor of Dead Apostles, the Moon King Brunestud, the earliest records indicate that he appeared in the Early Common Era, manifesting himself amidst the vast snowfields of northern Russia.

'However, earlier rumors suggest that Brunestud actually descended to Earth at the very beginning of the Common Era and clashed with King Rovi, who led his army to conquer the world.'

'Like the vast, devastated lands remaining in West Asia, these are the traces left by that conflict.'

That was a battle between the "King of Man" and the "Moon King."

' The Clock Tower Gazette: Magecraft Archaeology'