The maniacal laughter abruptly stopped, Hoolay's massive body collapsed to the ground like a crumbling boulder, utterly lifeless.
Only the raised [ Crimson Moon ], suspended in mid-air, emitted a chilling, foul red light, like the last rays of the setting sun before the apocalypse, threatening to turn the entire arena into a scarlet hell.
"Whoa--!" March 7th grabbed Yunli's arm in fright, her face pale. "What... what the hell is this?! It's terrifying!"
"That was the [heart] of Borisin, a product of the [ Plagues Author ]."
Feixiao's voice remained calm, but her brows were tightly furrowed and her eyes were heavy. Without hesitation, she handed the gleaming weapon in her hand to Yanqing beside her.
"General?" Yanqing took the weapon, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.
"We can't let this thing's influence spread." Feixiao looked up, his gaze fixed on the [ Crimson Moon ].
She herself was immune to all evil after drinking that wondrous " Eternity " milk tea, but her Foxian brethren on Luofu... dared not imagine the horrific scene that would ensue after the red light fell.
Just as Feixiao gathered his aura, preparing to face the source of the Calamity alone—
"Ah, [ Crimson Moon ]?"
A slightly surprised, even... inappropriately lighthearted voice came from the audience not far away.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Saileni had somehow gotten up and was standing on the edge of the railing.
This naturally cunning and scheming prayer pastor from the [ Church of Eternity ] showed no sign of fear and was still drinking his milk tea, much like a certain old friend.
Saileni smoothly turned the pages of the Scripture of Eternity, her slender fingers precisely plucking out a parchment page that exuded the aura of ancient Years.
The moment her fingertips touched the parchment, Saileni's thoughts seemed to be pulled back to the distant past.
At that time, she had only recently been brought back to the Church by the elven priest who called himself Saintess but was actually a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), and she was filled with confusion and alienation about everything around her.
Until that figure appeared, completely rewriting the trajectory of her life.
The girl's thoughts drifted back to that warm and sacred corner of her Remembrance: deep within the cathedral of the Church of Eternity, a tranquil room custom-designed for the Chair.
Young Saileni lay on the fluffy, soft bed, covered with a thin blanket embroidered with an infinity symbol.
A soothing tranquility and a faint fragrance permeated the air—an aura unique to the abode of the supreme being.
Later, Saileni realized that it smelled like soap.
A figure leaned casually against the bedside.
From Saileni's perspective, His figure was incredibly clear, as if condensed from the purest light and time, carrying a hazy, otherworldly quality.
He did not hold any physical scrolls; He simply traced patterns in the air with his fingertips, weaving together numerous allegorical stories about the starry sky:
"Ahem~ A long, long time ago, many moons hung in the sky, like rainbow moons, Crimson Moon, frosty moons, empty moons, and new moons, and so on... I can't go on, but there were a lot of them."
"Hey, are there really that many moons?!"
The girl from his Remembrance, and Xing, who was listening to the story in reality, both exclaimed in disbelief.
Xing scratched her head, feeling like Ye Yan was telling her a bedtime story.
Galactic Baseballer's intuition is always spot on. In fact, this is an exclusive bedtime story from the [ Church of Eternity ]. Do you understand the value of a story personally told to you by the [ Eternity ] Aeon?
Saileni put her hands on her hips and nodded proudly. Apart from the two [ Eternity ] Emanator, those in the Church who receive such treatment can probably be counted on one hand.
Oh, being a prayer priest is such a good profession.
Saileni snapped out of her brief reverie and coughed lightly, "We've gotten a bit off-topic."
Her gaze swept over Feixiao, who was on high alert, and the others who looked worried. Her expression turned serious.
"It seems General Feixiao is... inconvenient to take action? Who should handle this hot potato, [ Crimson Moon ]...?"
Before she finished speaking, Xing, who was standing next to Saileni, had her eyes shining and instinctively gripped the hourglass necklace hanging on her chest.
This is an [ Eternity ] wonder that can draw upon the power of Stellaron and the Ambrosial Arbor; absorbing a Crimson Moon would definitely be a piece of cake for it!
Saileni's eyes lit up. She had a rather daring idea: to bring the Crimson Moon back to the Church as a collectible, just like Lord Yite made the Lord Ravager into a chandelier and hung it in the milk tea shop.
Having witnessed the previous battles, Saileni could guess what Hoolay was planning.
According to his obsessive plan, the most ideal vessel for the [ Crimson Moon ] would undoubtedly be the exceptionally powerful Feixiao.
Whether the other party swallowed it voluntarily or was corrupted and bewitched, as long as the Crimson Moon transmission was successful, his goal was achieved.
As for whether Feixiao himself was willing... Saileni blinked and decided not to delve into the matter.
A priest's brain capacity is limited and cannot hold too many complex games.
Moreover, Lord Yite had long ago taught that, apart from the [ Destruction ] Antimatter Legion, their attitude towards the grudges and feuds of other factions should be to learn from [ Elation ] and focus on having fun.
That being said, Saileni's gaze swept over Fei Xiao's handsome figure Feixiao, a sly smile playing on her lips.
Considering this general drank Lord Yite's milk tea... this [ Eternity ] karmic connection is something you can't shake off once you're entangled!
In her view, rather than letting the highly polluting and harmful Crimson Moon Destruction the Foxian- people of Luofu, it would be the best solution to entrust it to the well-established [ Church of Eternity ] for safekeeping, which would be a win-win situation for everyone!
I choose the Church of Eternity; they are the ones everyone wants!
If March 7th could hear Saileni's true feelings, she'd probably immediately exclaim, "Sigh~ I never expected the [ Church of Eternity ] to have such a bandit-like side. I'm unfollowing them."
Without hesitation, Saileni lightly touched the railing of the stands with her toes and leaped into the air with lightness and swiftness.
Her figure drew a graceful arc in the air, heading straight for the wildly throbbing and expanding Crimson Moon.
Just as her body rose to its highest point, the " Scripture of Eternity " in her arms seemed to sense the user's will, and with a hum, it automatically floated in front of her.
The pages moved without wind, eventually settling on the ancient parchment page she had taken out earlier.
"Well... never mind, why does everyone have to recite lines during battles? This isn't some turn-based game where you move one minute and I move the next..."
Saileni did not recite any prayers. She extended her right hand, fingers spread, with pale golden dust swirling around her fingertips, and pressed precisely onto the center of the parchment page.
boom!
The light of the Scripture of Eternity instantly filled the entire arena, forcibly suppressing the foul red light emanating from the Crimson Moon. The blood-red light and the pale gold halo collided fiercely.
Saileni floated in the air, her long hair flying amidst the surging energy, her expression focused and calm, her fingers firmly pressed on the parchment, allowing the power of the sacred text to be released through her.
One by one, the ancient runes on the pages lit up, radiating a light purer than the sun. These runes seemed to come alive, transforming into flowing golden chains that wrapped around the struggling Crimson Moon.
In the audience, Xing and March 7th were stunned when they saw the shape of the ancient runes.
"Milk tea, soap, and laundry detergent... truly the classic trio!"
"Sister Priest, are you sure these 'runes' weren't just drawn on out of boredom?"