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Chapter 369 - 310: Blue Star Under the Moonlight (Seeking Monthly Pass)

Chapter 369: Chapter 310: Blue Star Under the Moonlight (Seeking Monthly Pass)

When piercing red pillars of light appeared across Blue Star and penetrated the sky, Fang You saw them.

But it was already too late.

The heretical cult’s rituals were merely pawns, cannon fodder, laughing madly as they leaped into the boiling blood pools, faces filled with honor and eagerness.

The ritual had been completed, irreversible.

All that could be heard was the system’s alert tones tinkling in the ear.

At the same time,

in Blue Star regions where people were still barely clinging to life, survivors looked up, their expressions turning to shock.

"What... what is that?"

"A red moon?"

"But isn’t it day time now?"

Some survivors murmured.

The next moment, it was as if they heard countless murmurs growing clearer, like tiny insects burrowing into their ears.

They fell to their knees, clutching their heads in agony.

On some people’s skin, black bristles sprouted, becoming dense in the blink of an eye; with a ferocious roar, those unknown black monsters pounced on the nearby survivors.

Spurt—

Blood splattered, and limbs were gradually torn asunder by the gnawing black creatures.

Such scenes happened one after another, and Awakeners in survivor encampments bellowed, "Don’t look at the Red Moon!"

But even without looking, the murmurs still infiltrated their heads, just with milder symptoms.

When the light of the Red Moon shone upon the earth, blood began to flow among mankind.

One by one, the small survivor encampments struggling to exist were destroyed.

Even in base cities bathed in the dawn’s light, the heavens darkened completely at this moment, and that strange Red Moon appeared, hanging in the ’night sky,’ as if it were visible from any place, at any angle.

The citizens of Dong Huang’s base cities had not yet felt anything special.

But in the base cities of Oulu Continent, especially in West Europe, residents who hailed from City of Mist and Great Oasis could not help but recall that day when the Red Moon disaster struck.

A chill shot straight to the crown of their head, causing shudders.

Those murmurs also found their way into their ears, and from time to time, someone would collapse, incessantly tearing at their own skin. However, in places enveloped by the light of dawn, the effects of the Red Moon were significantly weakened; people simply fell to the ground curled up, without yet sprouting black bristles.

"Don’t look up! Don’t look up! Don’t look up!"

"Quickly get anyone still on the streets to a shelter; if anyone sprouts black bristles, take them to the quarantine zone!"

"Move fast!"

A Flame-clad warrior bellowed, his voice carrying across several streets.

Many patrollers and Ultra Combat Unit members were jolted to their senses.

They too remembered the terror of being under the Red Moon’s thrall and recalled the scenes of demonic chaos and rampant disaster that day. And today, the Red Moon hanging in the night sky seemed even more eerie, even more terrifying than before.

But this time,

they were prepared; this time, they could not afford to lag behind.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

"Get all the remaining people into the shelters!"

The evacuation to shelters this time was executed quickly; most citizens had already entered the shelters, and the only ones hurrying in the streets were a minority.

A patroller’s eyes lit up, and with telekinetic power, he scooped up residents curling on the ground, carried and escorted them to the nearest refuge.

This one was located underground, converted from a parking garage.

It looked rather rudimentary.

In a spacious area that was already packed with people of all ages, making it cramped, it was odd that despite displaying worry, tension, and fear, their overall mood was quite stable.

When the patroller delivered a dozen curling residents, their anguish eased quickly.

The ones who could still walk staggered into this place, collapsing and heaving a sigh of relief.

"It seems... the dreadful murmurs have... faded?"

The underground refuge was illuminated by numerous lights.

But what truly dispelled the darkness in people’s hearts was a gem at the center of the underground parking garage, guarded by warriors, patrollers, and Ultra Combat Unit members.

—The Purification Orb!

A Strange Implement of ordinary grade, it spread out a purifying aura that reduced and dispelled the nearby region’s influence on sanity.

Such Strange Implements could be crafted by Master Lao Wang.

The core materials were obtained by various exploration teams, and the production was carried out by Lao Wang No.1, Lao Wang No.2, Lao Wang No.3, Lao Wang No.4, working continuously to achieve an efficiency multiplier of 007’s.

Finally, they managed to rush the production of enough Purification Orbs.

Installed within the base cities, in each shelter, the foresight at this moment paid off; otherwise, just this global ritual of the Red Moon would have plunged the base cities into chaos in an instant, destroying the order that had been so difficult to maintain.

"This move is indeed terrifying."

"Sure enough, it’s a scheme laid out by a being whose status in the Evil God’s camp must not be low; the effect is a thousand times more than that of any priest’s."

"It’s just too difficult to deal with."

...

...

Shui Ze base city was gradually falling into darkness, with only the tip of the Pure White Tower still emitting a golden glow, a final act of defiance.

However, the Dawn Lighthouse’s shelter, preventing the infiltration of the Mysterious Evil, was still effective.

As long as the tower stands, the shelter remains.

Though the light was faint, it would not go out.

Envoys from the various Oasis, and those from the Ghastly Realm hiding within the base city, no longer cared about the faint glow of the high tower; they simply looked up at the strikingly enchanting Red Moon in the night sky, their eyes filled with fear.

Alarmed by its sudden appearance.

Fearful of an instinct engraved deep within their souls.

"That, that is... the ’Crimson Moon’!"

A messenger trembled.

Although this was his first time seeing the ’Red Moon’, situated at the deepest part of the Ghastly Realm, wielding supreme authority, harboring unspeakable great terror, the Mysterious Evil’s various characteristics had already become deeply ingrained.

The Red Moon, is the outward manifestation of the ’Crimson Moon’!

It certainly wasn’t the arrival of that Evil God at this moment, not even a shred of gaze was cast from it; it was merely the minions drawing a sliver of the Evil God’s power through the strength of rituals.

That was terrifying enough.

"Legend has it, when the Red Moon appears, terror descends upon the world of men."

...

"This is because the Red Moon contains terrible power, gazing upon it will lead one astray, and under the glow of the Red Moon, the earth and all creatures will undergo eerie transformations... you should not keep staring at that Red Moon either."

Headmistress Rose looked at the moon in the night sky and said to Matissa.

She had naturally seen the Red Moon before.

While rare in the Ghastly Realm, in these emerging new worlds outside, minions often borrow strength from the Evil God through rituals to tear apart and devour worlds.

However, she had never witnessed a Red Moon catastrophe of such magnitude.

"This Red Moon probably... covers the entire world of Blue Star!"

"Moreover, even if you keep your head down and not lay eyes on the Red Moon, you would still be affected by its unseen powers, and you’ve heard those murmurs in the air, haven’t you?"

"Hmm..."

Headmaster of the War Song also looked at it, his face grave.

"The Red Moon’s coverage is very wide, correspondingly, those whispers drilling into our ears are not strong... they could even be described as weak, but..."

"Such weakness is relative to us, relative to Awakeners."

"To the average Awakener, facing these murmurs might cause slight discomfort, yet they’d easily withstand, but if it were just an ordinary person, those with extremely weak resistance to mental influences, then..."

Headmaster of the War Song stared and listened intently, and after a moment, he made a judgment.

"Some ordinary people with stronger willpower and bodies might barely resist, but at least, nearly half would not endure, and as time goes by, the number of people affected and transformed by the Red Moon will increase more and more."

"I remember Blue Star moved all its citizens into shelters, right?"

"Yes."

Headmistress Rose nodded.

"Citizens of Blue Star huddled together, which means, once a survivor turns into a monster, it would result in mass casualties, leading to even more tragedies."

And now, such erosion and transformation had likely already begun.

Headmistress Rose and Headmaster of the War Song both turned their gaze towards the nearest shelter.

They couldn’t see through walls, but they imagined it wouldn’t be long before people would flee out in terror.

They didn’t want to witness such tragedies.

Yet, they were unchangeable, and through repeated firsthand experiences, both headmasters had learned to observe dispassionately, a quality expected of an Oasis powerhouse.

They watched.

One minute passed,

Two minutes passed,

Several minutes later,

That shelter, which had not closed its doors, seemed still and quiet, no creepy roars came from within, nor did anyone seem to flee in terror.

Matissa, whose heart had been in her throat, blinked.

Confused, she looked towards her own headmistress.

Headmistress Rose flicked her hair, slightly embarrassed.

"Perhaps Blue Star made preparations in advance, but..."

...

"But the glow of the Red Moon affects not only humans but also the very earth, plants, and everything else bathed under the scarlet moonlight."

In the silent hotel, Tower Master of Wealth Oram spoke.

Following his gaze, the ornamental trees planted along the road were undergoing bizarre changes.

The leaves rustled as they fell.

The bark crackled and split open, revealing tender red flesh buds from within the cracks, like exposed muscles without skin, growing bit by bit as the bark fell away.

In the blink of an eye, a grotesque ’flesh tree’ transformed, swaying and struggling to break free from the soil.

Not far away,

A streetlamp was also changing. Under the flaking rust was raw crimson flesh; squelching sounds as hands grew from the lamp pole, while inside the lampshade, the light dimmed suddenly, replaced by a bizarre, glowing eye the next second.

In just a short time, a variety of horrifying transformations took place on this street.

"These too are the works of Mysterious Evil."

"They are the progeny of the Red Moon disaster."

Tower Master of Wealth shook his head, "The base city now, is truly about to lapse into chaos, rivers of blood will flow, but that Pure White Tower should still hold. If I were the leader of Blue Star, I’d concentrate forces and defend around the high tower."

He looked towards the distant tower, and just as he finished speaking, the pinnacle of the tower erupted in a dazzling golden brilliance.

So bright it seemed to chase away the night for a moment.

Those bizarre creatures on the street started to smoke and appeared weakened and listless. Several Blue Star Awakeners came running from the end of the street, their blades drawing red gleams, swiftly slicing through.

Squelch—

The flesh trees, the lamp pole monster, were all cut in two, dissipating into wisps of blue smoke, and those figures disappeared at the other end of the street, continuing their rush towards another location.

In the blink of an eye,

The wind stopped, the roaring ceased, and the long street returned to tranquility.

Tower Master of Wealth widened his eyes as if to say...

"That’s it for the Red Moon disaster?"