King of the Moon
Altrouge Brunestud felt a chill wind blow, and she was just a small candle in that wind, about to be extinguished in the cold night. Watching her long hair gradually turn golden, she couldn't help but sigh softly.
"You once abandoned me as a failure, but when I gained this power, you abandoned Arcueid and chose me instead. Mother, if you treated me as a tool, why did you make me experience life?"
Her questions went unanswered, and gradually, the original consciousness of this body fell into a deep sleep.
Altrouge Brunestud was originally only 1.4 meters tall, released a dazzling azure light and instantly transformed into a tall figure of nearly 1.8 meters. Her long golden hair shone brilliantly in the moonlight.
Seeing what was happening before him, Bai Wunan frowned slightly, but said with a hint of a smile, "Kid, you're out of luck."
Bai Mo was somewhat puzzled, and then Bai Wunan continued to explain, "It seems that what was left in this world was not only a Source of Power, but also a fragment of a powerful soul. The reason why I say you are unlucky is because the power in that soul fragment has probably been absorbed by the soul in front of you."
Otherwise, given this guy's soul power, even if he had a backup plan, he wouldn't have been able to seize control so easily.
Upon hearing Bai Wunan's explanation, Bai Mo did not show any regret, but instead asked, "Then, can you see clearly whose power that soul originates from?"
"I don't know. They shouldn't be anyone important, otherwise I wouldn't have failed to sense it," Bai Wunan replied, shaking his head.
A burst of light erupted, blinding to the eye. A footstep sounded, and everything around seemed to fall into a deathly silence.
As Roa lay on the ground, his soul felt like it was being torn apart, but upon seeing that figure, two streams of tears flowed from his eyes.
"Ah... ah... this is one of the primordial things I've been pursuing, the King of the Moon." Seeing Roa in this state, Bai Mo didn't know whether to despise him or feel sorry for him.
Did you just recall your original aspirations, only to forget them again upon seeing Crimson Moon?
"It's been a long time, White Wing." Crimson Moon's voice was somewhat similar to the one she had when she first met Arcueid, carrying an imposing aura and a noble air that kept people at a distance.
"Yes, welcome back, my lord," the White Wing Duke, kneeling on one knee, replied in a trembling voice.
Crimson Moon glanced briefly at her loyal attendant before turning her gaze away and walking down the steps. Light condensed into steps, and her high heels made a crisp sound on them.
On the other side, the same footsteps sounded, and Bai Mo walked towards her step by step. Their eyes met, as if two sharp blades were slowly rubbing against each other, making a metallic noise that gave people goosebumps.
"What's wrong, outsider? You seem to have no obligation to stand before me, or do you wish to have an audience with me? If you wish to bask in the moonlight, then make way. I may allow you to lightly kiss the back of my hand."
Crimson Moon's voice still carried an inviolable majesty, but her red pupils were fixed on Arcueid behind Bai Mo.
"You know what you've gained and what you want to do. And I'm sorry, I still need Arcueid's help, so I'm not going to back down. All I can offer you is battle," Bai Mo said calmly.
Crimson Moon wasn't annoyed by these words, but simply turned her head and said, "You rude wretch, though you're better than those stray dogs over there. Since you've come before me, please show me the respect you deserve."
"Sorry, you look just like Arcueid, which makes it hard for me to respect you. Rather, it's quite an effort that I haven't laughed out loud, considering you have Arcueid's face and speak in that tone."
"Hey!" Arcueid, hearing Bai Mo's words, immediately hissed like a kitten. But with that one call, everyone's eyes turned to Arcueid.
"That's understandable," Crimson Moon said slowly, looking at Arcueid.
Although Crimson Moon understood, those loyal followers who Dead Apostle for her did not.
"You rude scoundrel!"
White Wing Duke roared, and in an instant, all the Dead Apostle behind Crimson Moon rushed towards Bai Mo.
In their eyes, Bai Mo was not only a fool who dared to refuse Crimson Moon's supreme honor, but also an insult to their master!
Bai Mo's aura suddenly changed, and in an instant, the air seemed to flee from between the two of them as if it were going crazy. They had clashed! A huge demonic sword appeared beside Crimson Moon at some point and slashed towards Bai Mo.
On Bai Mo's forearm, a sharp, cold light suddenly appeared, as if it could cleave the heavens and earth in two—it was the Blade of Hell!
The blade energy of Blade of Hell was like a monstrous wave. Crimson Moon raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by Bai Mo's immense power. She used the force to take two steps back. But the group of ancestors behind her were not so lucky.
One of the White Wing behind White Wing Duke was severed by the blade energy of Blade of Hell, and many ancestors had hideous and terrifying wounds appearing on their bodies, bleeding profusely. Some of the weaker ones even died on the spot. At this moment, they all stared solemnly at the person standing in front of Arcueid.
If it weren't for the extremely strong vitality of True Ancestor, that attack from the Blade of Hell would have been enough to take the lives of most True Ancestor.
"Step back." Crimson Moon's words stopped the group of True Ancestor who wanted to die. They paused for a moment, then moved away from the battlefield where they had no power to participate. Just as Bai Mo was about to give chase, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Suddenly, a blade of light flashed before his eyes. No one made a move, but it truly appeared there.
"Exceptional Instinct. This is the first time someone has sensed an attack in the Real of the World through combat instinct. If it weren't limited to combat, this Instinct would be comparable to the highest level of Clairvoyance."
Crimson Moon gently stroked the sword, a hint of appreciation in her eyes. She was never stingy with praise for those who were truly powerful.
However, when her fingers touched the part that had just been pieced together, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, because there was a small gap there.
"In this world, achieving something in terms of time or space is far too easy." Bai Wunan's voice carried a hint of emotion. The slashes released by the demonic sword: Real of the World contained the power of time and space. And when it comes to time and space, apart from a few exceptions, it is basically only those at the peak of Magnetic Field Power who can come into contact with it.
"But it's meaningless if you can't hit her. How many strikes can your demonic sword withstand?" Bai Mo said coldly, his sword energy like an eagle soaring in the sky, slashing towards Crimson Moon.
Crimson Moon's gaze swept quickly across the surroundings. In that fight just now, all the Zus around her were seriously injured, while Arcueid and Ciel behind Bai Mo were unharmed. The difference between the two sides was obvious.
Moreover, she had a feeling that came to her for no apparent reason.
If it weren't for the possibility of harming those two by attacking, Bai Mo would likely have charged straight at them, enduring the Real of the World's slash.
"It seems that starting a war with you here is not the right choice. What a pity. I originally wanted to regain the Marble Phantasm, but it seems I can only return to the moon to regain this power."
The Real of the World before Crimson Moon spun rapidly. The enormous sword acted like a shield, clanging continuously as fragments were cleaved away by the Blade of Hell. Her eyes were filled with solemnity, and then she waved her hand, unleashing a powerful force that rained down upon the city like a sudden storm.
In the city, many citizens had just caught their breath from the scorching heat when they suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness.
"Whoa, what's going on? Why am I flying?"
"Caw! What's that? When did the moon get so big?!"
Many citizens looked on in disbelief, but it was indeed true. The surrounding sky was filled with this strange power, as if pulling space closer. At this moment, the moon was enormous, as if it wanted to embrace the earth, pressing straight against it.