Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

The boundless sea, the realm of stars.

Surrounded by complete darkness and a few scattered twinkling stars, this region forms its own unique protective barrier.

Xinghui knelt before a tall, thin man with a face made of only purple bones, her whole body trembling.

"Please forgive us, sir, we don't know how the Beast God suddenly appeared."

The man sat on a large, dark chair, exuding a chilling aura. His dark eyes revealed no emotion, but the oppressive aura emanating from him was enough to make Xinghui not dare to raise her head.

A woman stood to one side and sneered, "They've searched for tens of thousands of years and still haven't found it. What a waste! Now that the Beast God has appeared on his own, and with such fanfare, things are getting complicated."

Her exposed bones were also purple, but slightly lighter than the man's, and her eye sockets were equally dark, without pupils.

Its limbs are long like a human's, yet as slender as bamboo joints.

Xinghui dared not look them in the eye, and lay prostrate on the ground, trembling all over.

"It is my fault, it is my fault. I hope you will give me a chance to atone for my sins."

If any believers of the Temple of Holy Light were present, they would be extremely surprised that one of the eight divine servants, who was usually so high and mighty and arrogant, was now so humble and subservient, begging for the mercy of his superiors.

"Heh, showing up isn't necessarily a bad thing," the man finally spoke.

He raised his hand, his knuckles purple, his fingernails long and sharp, and patted Xinghui's face.

"It is time to let the world see the power of the new god."

Xinghui trembled with fear: "Yes, yes, you're right."

The world is foolish and does not know that the countless new gods in this world were all created by the great beings of the Star Realm.

Even the Holy Light Goddess was just a puppet they had their eye on, yet another new god they wanted to create.

The difference is that she is the most valued future god by adults.

Unfortunately, despite consuming countless resources, Chu Xuantian was the most disappointing one, trapped in the Death Land within the Blood Moon Mirror, and still unable to find a way out.

Unfortunately, the Blood Moon Mirror was a relic of an ancient god from the primordial era. Even the adults of the Star Realm were unable to break through the ancient god's power and forcibly enter that space.

If you ruin an account, you can only switch to a new one.

In this way, Xinghui has a very high chance of becoming the next key figure to be cultivated by the adults of the Star Realm.

Thinking of this, Xinghui quickly put on a shameless face: "This beast god has always been cunning. It has been hiding for ten thousand years. Finally, we have caught it. This time, with two omnipotent masters here, we must not let it get away!"

“You’re quite the smooth talker.” The two purple skulls exchanged a glance and chuckled.

The laughter grew increasingly shrill, like fingernails scratching across a blackboard, extremely piercing.

Xinghui was laughing so hard she was on the verge of a breakdown, but she didn't dare to raise her hand to cover her ears. She could only endure it all and wait for the two adults to stop laughing.

“This time, we must seize its Beast God characteristic. In this way, all the divine characteristics will be in our hands.”

The tall, thin, purple-skull-like man stood up, pulling on a large purple hood that concealed his horrifying face.

With a grab of its jagged finger bones, it tore open a spatial rift.

The crack leads directly to another space.

An extremely handsome mixed-race boy was forcefully pulled in and fell into the man's hand. Then, his whole body was twisted and pulled in front of Xinghui.

The boy was a hybrid of human and mythical beast antelope, with short, curly white hair and eyes as clear as crystal. At this moment, his beautiful eyes, which should have been innocent and pure, were filled with panic.

"Monster, what are you doing? Let me go!" The boy struggled violently, screaming in terror. In his panic, a pair of ram horns slowly materialized.

"A human-sheep hybrid? How innocent and cute, quite a good disguise."

The purple skull man, his face cold, simply raised his hand.

Long fingernails scratched the boy's skin.

Struggling, crying out in pain.

Blood flowed like rivers, and souls trembled.

The cry was sharp and piercing, then gradually faded into silence.

Xinghui had grown accustomed to this torture so close at hand, and just like countless times before, he dared not look up.

All that could be seen ahead was dripping blood, and finally, a mangled, bloody body fell to the ground.

Xinghui knew that the torture was over.

The purple skull man, now dressed in the skin of a boy, twisted his neck, stretched his limbs, and let out a comfortable "whoosh."

For StarClan members to traverse this second realm, the only way is to change their skin and escape the sun and moon's rays.

However, human hides are too soft to be used to make "leather clothing".

Even the Orcs wouldn't work; they revert to their original form after death. The Star Clan, with their human-like bodies, would find it difficult to perfectly fit themselves into the various animal hides.

The skin of mixed-race individuals is most suitable for them, as they retain their human appearance even after death. Moreover, their skin is more resilient, stronger, and more durable than that of humans.

Therefore, those mixed-race individuals who were offered as tribute by the Temple of Holy Light were manipulated and ultimately ended up being made into "leather coats".

The human-sheep hybrid, with its pure and innocent appearance, blinked its innocent eyes and looked at Xinghui: "Let's go to the Beast Territory."

With a flick of his fair hands, a white portal appeared before Xinghui's eyes. He felt a flash of light before his eyes, and the next instant, he was already in the midst of the jubilant horde of beasts in the Beast Territory.

"Beast God, please grant us powerful reproductive abilities!" the beasts cried out, prostrate on the ground.

The sheep-man boy sneered: "Fooling the masses."

Xinghui changed into an inconspicuous set of clothes, lowered his head, and felt complicated.

These beasts, aren't they just fools?

They still don't know that the reproductive power of the beastmen was actually destroyed by the adults of the Star Realm.

For the past ten thousand years, in addition to using the Temple of Holy Light as an agent to tamper with the history of every part of the continent, the adults have also been carrying out a plan to eliminate the beastmen.

However, the adults, constrained by the sun and moon, dared not act too obviously. They could only pollute and irradiate all the beast races little by little, destroying their reproductive capacity, causing their offspring to wither away, and the bloodline talents inherited by their descendants to become lower and lower.

At the same time, it constantly incites hatred between humans and beastmen.

Given enough time, the beast race will eventually lose all its potential and become like domestic fowl and livestock, not even as good as the worst spirit beasts. From then on, their only value will be meat on the chopping block.

And the innate memories passed down from birth, hidden deep within their bloodline, will all vanish from this world.

No one will remember those ancient creator gods anymore.

The only gods that everyone reveres and believes in are the new gods created by the Star Realm!