I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 699. Red Moon's Human Form

Seeing Moro's confidence, An Xingjia thought to himself, "The three Holy Star Gods have all perished, so of course they can't stop you."

As for the Pale Dragon God
Although the Black Moon Goddess is a ninth-order celestial being, according to the secret history of the Golden Finch Flower family, this celestial being once worshipped the Pale Dragon God as her divine master and often accompanied the Dragon God.

Equivalent to a personal maid who serves tea and water.

It is said that the Black Moon Goddess was able to successfully devour the stars and become a celestial being, partly due to the divine grace and assistance of the Pale Dragon God.

However, with the Pale slumbering under the World Tree and the end of the Age of Gods, people only knew Black Moon and forgot that there was also a Lord of the Gods. Pale's fame had long been forgotten by many.

As one of the twelve seats of the Golden Bird Flower, An Xingjia was naturally qualified to see many secrets of the Age of Gods, and thus knew about the relationship between the Black Moon and that great being.

Moro said that only the arrival of Paleness could stop his plan, and his fearless attitude made An Xingjia give up the idea of ​​betraying Moro.

Although his mission was to assist Moro, An Xingjia's remaining conscience told him that if he allowed Moro to complete his secret plan, it would surely lead to disaster.

Therefore, if he could, he wouldn't mind stabbing Moro in the back at a crucial moment.

Unfortunately, he's already halfway onto the Moro pirate ship, and there's no turning back now.

More importantly, it's unlikely that Moro would be so unlucky as to have the great Pale Dragon God awaken and descend upon the place through unknown means, thus destroying his plans.

Such an incredible probability is as impossible as the world ending today.

As An Xingjia pondered, the Holy Shepherd of Moro approached the Star River Waterfall.

In front of the Star River Waterfall, a middle-aged woman dressed in a pure white divine robe floated with her eyes closed, unconscious.

This person was none other than Master Miao.

Her illusory soul twisted and trembled, her body detached from its surface and suspended in mid-air. The divine red moon mark between her brows grew brighter and brighter, and a blood-red chain woven from intricate divine patterns suddenly shot out from between her brows—linking into the Star River Waterfall!

Moro thought that Miao Shi would run away with Chana Xue, but he didn't expect that this woman would be so sensible as to give up the escape, or rather, she had already accepted her fate.

This saved him a lot of trouble.

Before becoming a Holy Shepherd, Miao Shi was also a Black Moon Saintess, whose soul was qualified to become the conduit for the Red Moon's descent.

"Lord of all things under the night, Goddess of the moon who wields blood, may all praise and authority belong to you."

Praise be to my Lord!

Outside the Tower of Babel, nearly a million people prostrated themselves in worship, praising the name of their god.

More and more faiths, with their fervent belief in the Red Moon's authority over the main palace, converged on the Tower of Babel from all directions like countless pale golden rays, forming a vast and magnificent vortex.

Throughout the empire, the Black Moon followers are the most numerous among the three religions, with at least one hundred million followers in each region.

Of course, most of them are actually perverts who only worship Black Moon because they think Black Moon Saintess is pretty, and their piety is less than 1%.

Even after removing these fake believers, the Black Moon still has the largest number of followers among the three religions.

Therefore, the faith and desire of the million believers in Black Moon City alone are simply not enough to cause a change of ownership between the main and secondary palaces.

Moreover, the change of ownership of two palaces involves many complex conditions.

The power of faith among believers is only one of the influencing factors; a secondary house cannot seize power from the primary house solely through the power of faith.

An Xingjia looked at this scene with suspicion. So, did Holy Shepherd Moro intend to help Red Moon seize the main palace position based on these alone?
As a massive amount of faith power gathered at Master Miao's brow, it all flowed into him.

The blood-red chains, forged from the Star River Waterfall, shimmered with golden light. As divine energy flowed, wisps of pale red divine power emanated from above the middle-aged woman's spirit, slowly coalescing into the form of a little girl of about fourteen. The girl wore an exquisite red Lolita dress, white stockings, and small leather shoes, with wavy chestnut hair and a burgundy beret worn at an angle.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes!

The crimson in his eyes slowly receded, shrinking into a pair of cold, bloodshot pupils, their gaze unfathomable, seemingly from an ancient, primordial wilderness, full of divinity.

"My Lord God," Moro immediately knelt down and prostrated himself respectfully.

An Xingjia's expression was solemn, and he bowed slightly to show respect.

The girl, floating horizontally in mid-air, was like a pen that suddenly stood upright, her wavy, chestnut-colored hair moving on its own even without wind, floating about.

Her cold, blood-red eyes flickered slightly as she glanced at Moro, then looked up at the void, her gaze seemingly piercing through endless obstacles to reach the sky above the outer city.

The childish voice was indifferent, yet full of interest: "This tower... seems somewhat familiar."

"My Lord, the two Holy Maidens are currently hiding in this tower, and the purple mist has been unable to break through it."

Moro replied respectfully in a deep voice, "Perhaps you will need to take action yourself."

Before he could finish speaking, Hongyue's petite figure had already vanished without a trace.

The next instant, the petite figure hovered above the outer city, directly in front of the dark Tower of Babel.

The girl's appearance instantly set off alarm bells for the Burning Angel Disciple and the Lion-Riding Youth in the distance, sending chills down their spines.

"Black Moon... no, it's the Red Moon Goddess!" The old man in black robes' expression changed slightly.

The young man standing with his hands behind his back on the lion's head frowned deeply. He thought that Moro and the purple mist were already troublesome enough.

Now, another god-level being has arrived; today's events have far exceeded his expectations.

Looks like we really need to call for reinforcements.
While the young man pondered, the Burning Angels were frantically contacting the Divine Calamity, not daring to show themselves.

However, the little girl didn't seem to care about these ants. Her dark, blood-red eyes stared at the tower with a hint of doubt, as if trying to see through it.

Inside the tower.

The four of them were also on high alert, and Xia Feng was on edge.

"There's no mistake, she is indeed the human form of Red Moon."

Jiang Qiu'e's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, her ethereal eyes thoughtful. "After the end of the Age of Gods, a barrier was erected between the Astral Plane and the Realm. If the beings of the Twelve Palaces of the Astral Plane were to descend into the Realm, their strength would be greatly reduced."

"This Red Moon human form is probably at the level of a Dark Sage, but with the aid of a godhood and many other means, it is basically invincible below the Spirit King level."

Does this mean that only the Pillar of State can deal with this human form of the Crimson Moon?
"However, she hasn't fully descended yet. Her overall strength is actually only at the Saint Realm level. It's just that her mysterious divine aura makes her look frightening." Jiang Qiu'e's beautiful eyes shone brightly as she explained in her mind.

"It hasn't fully arrived yet?" Xia Feng asked, puzzled.

The woman in the blue dress nodded slightly: "This is probably why Moro is targeting me and Chana. The Red Moon should be able to devour the Black Moon Authority mark on me and Chana through some means, thereby strengthening itself and achieving complete descent."

As Xia Feng listened to Jiang Qiu'e's explanation, he also sensed it.

As the little girl in the red moon appeared outside the tower, the speed at which the purple mist swirled and seeped into the tower suddenly increased twofold!

The Blood Mist Sea, which had been evenly matched with the Blood Mist Sea for a long time, was now unable to withstand the attack, and Xia Feng's expression changed slightly.

(End of this chapter)