Chapter 205: Moon Covering the Heavenly Stars

Inside the gloomy, dim, and cold palace.

Below the iron-black throne, on the blue-gray floor tiles, on the walls, the filthy and fallen shadows crack open one after another, growing one after another yellow-copper-colored eyes.

A human figure is outlined. It is Klein Moretti, with black hair and brown eyes, ordinary features, and a scholarly air.

Klein knows that the power here will display his secrets and will eventually be destroyed because of the Sefirah Castle, but he has another kind of probing at this moment.

Sure enough, the darkness twists into a "salaryman" youth with black hair and black eyes, slightly fat, and then...

Like the harsh static sound from an old TV, and then, a patch of gray fog permeates.

Bang—

The figure explodes instantly, turning into phantom flesh and disappearing.

"Sefirah Castle..."

This is Klein's attempt, although he knows this kind of attempt is mostly invalid.

How can this shadow, which even the Sefirah Castle cannot "read," peek into the chat group in his mind? In fact, his main purpose is to try to use the chat group to directly crush the Dark Angel in front of him.

It seems to have failed.

"Your fate, besides being related to Evernight, Leodero, Adam, Amon, Herabergen, Ouroboros, Medici, Ouroboros, and another me..."

"It is also related to an existence I cannot peek at, cannot peek at..."

"That light is incredible. What did you bring to this universe?"

The ethereal voice comes from those eyeballs. Klein curls his mouth and says: "If possible, I hope you can elaborate."

"I cannot be sure whether He was more terrifying than the Original at that time... To me, this belongs to the unknown."

Even though he was prepared in his heart, Klein also felt a chill on his back. He has a certain understanding of the fate of Su Lin's original world, knowing that this guy should have experienced many setbacks and hardships to reach a terrifying realm.

But now it seems that since obtaining the chat group, this guy vaguely has a trend of competing with Song Song Shuhang in the group for who is the No. 1 in upgrading.

No... that's not called upgrading at all.

"How is your state now?" Klein empties his thoughts and asks the questions he prepared one by one, hoping to delay time while gaining some secrets.

Both sides ask and answer, and such a scene didn't last long.

Klein pinches his fist and looks at the gray-white "Blasphemy Slate."

Just at this moment, the "Dark Angel" Sasrir, who was sleeping on the iron-black throne, opens his eyes, his gaze intersecting with Klein's.

Klein's pupils turn incandescent white, and the dust in the air flashes because of ionization, with thin and long electric arcs piercing the air from time to time.

Rumble!!!

Before Sasrir could take further action, Klein flicks his fingers casually, and dense nets formed by pearl-like ball lightning fall straight down from above the iron-black throne.

Seers lack frontal attack means? Then use the authority of the King of Sky and Storm!

The huge electric blade is hundreds of meters long. In the moment Klein enters the "Time. Zero" state, it appears in his hand. Klein jumps up and falls from above holding the "Judgment Blade" high.

"Cowardly three families? Today I, the Seer, want to open unparalleled!"

"It's time to pass the fire!"

Before the lightning blade could fall, in the electric net, on Sasrir's black robe, which was wrapped in silver threads and engraved with mysterious patterns, one silver electric snake after another leaps out from the air, growing rapidly and clicking, extending forward rapidly, forming a brilliant sea of thunder.

And Klein, in front of this phantom ocean, is swallowed without surprise.

"Facts prove that the brain is the Seer's first weapon." Klein inserts the "Putian Boutique Version" Eternal Spear into the evil spirit's head along the mark.

Everything just now was just an appearance, a means used to confuse the enemy. You thought I was very reckless? That was just a historical projection.

The things around are disintegrating rapidly, and the lightless shadow palace gradually reveals orange-red light.

Following the illumination of the light, one can see Klein's front is dilapidated, almost completely scrapped three

However

He looked at the battered and dying members of the City of Silver. Except for Derrick, everyone else was in terrible condition. Lovia was in a collapsed mythical creature form, and Chief Colin Iliad was wearing tattered silver armor, his two Dawn swords having turned into fragments, his aura extremely unstable.

All in all, it could still be considered a happy ending.

Klein felt a slight sense of relief in his heart and immediately used the Staff of the Stars to simulate a healing effect.

The Dark Angel evil spirit had completely dissipated, and Klein's tense nerves eased slightly. The spiritual residue of this Deputy Sovereign of Heaven was not in good shape, and the remaining power was not particularly strong.

The gods and Kings of Angels watching this place chose to let him, the owner of the Sefirah Castle, come to open the door precisely because they were unclear about the state of the Dark Angel Sasrir.

Only by possessing "Sefirah" could one possibly receive a response or approach Sasrir; otherwise, even if other existences had higher ranks, they would be infected by the power of "Corruption" and analyzed by the "Omniscience" of the Reader pathway.

Everything went very smoothly, and the entire process did not have many twists and turns.

With information superior to the opposition, the raid on the Giant King's Court could be said to have been smooth sailing.

Klein couldn't help but thank that author for writing the story in such detail; although there were some discrepancies with the reality, it still provided him with great help.

"After things here are settled, I'll go to another world and give him a Golden League Leader."

When all traces returned to dust and disappeared, Klein stood up from the ground. He waited for the part of his body eroded by the True Creator to detach on its own, intending to go and snatch the Blasphemy Slate from the incoming Amon.

And he would also return directly to Sefirah Castle at that very moment.

Not far away, there was still the sound of metal clashing; that was Senior Zhongli fighting his own corrupted clone.

Klein was stunned for a moment. The Dark Angel had already been purified; why did the corruption on Senior Zhongli's clone still exist?

"Mysteries! Leave the Forsaken Land of the Gods!"

A voice suddenly rang out in Klein's mind. This was the seed of the ravings that the True Creator had previously left in the "Curtain." This seed itself was not harmful; it was just constantly urging Klein to go and confirm Sasrir's status.

Before Klein could react, the True Creator's seed of ravings automatically disintegrated and disappeared within his body.

"He didn't choose to fight for the Blasphemy Slate?!!"

This sudden change made the Worms of Spirit all over Klein's body feel a chill.

Boom!!!

A large hole was broken in the dome of the Giant King's Court, and Senior Zhongli instantly arrived at Klein's side to cast a protective shield over everyone.

Rarely, a visible distortion appeared on Senior Zhongli's face, which always remained calm. Half of his face had blood-colored patterns, looking like a tattoo but spreading and growing.

Klein widened his eyes, not only because of Senior Zhongli's current state but also because above the dome, a crimson full moon was exceptionally enchanting and scarlet.

Crimson Moon?!

A surging tide roared, and in Klein's incredulous eyes, a pitch-black illusory ocean carrying boundless crimson mist overflowed from the sky and the earth, spreading toward their side.

Stone ridges rising from the ground surged out with extreme immortal power, rapidly constructing a barrier that enveloped the center of the round tower.

"I didn't expect to encounter this situation by a stroke of bad luck." Senior Zhongli placed a point of light on Klein; that was Pallez.

"According to the contract, I should have personally escorted you back. Sorry, I have to break my promise this time."

As he spoke, the blood-colored patterns on his face were faintly preparing to launch an offensive toward the other half of his face.

Klein opened his mouth; the panic that hadn't appeared for a long time reappeared in his heart, "You are now?"

He forgot to play the role of the cold, crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow, and guilt and unease appeared on his face.

Senior Zhongli shook his head and said, "Nothing in this world can go smoothly. No one can say for sure what will happen in the future."

"This corruption comes from the Primordial Moon and also from the Original. I can understand the essence of this erosion more than at any other moment..."

"Ironically, I have no way to get rid of it now, and fortunately, you didn't push open that door according to the original fate."

If it were Klein who pushed open that door, it was almost certain that he would be instantly swallowed by the trap and would not follow the original fate step by step.

Senior Zhongli's left side was almost covered in bloodstains, and a pure white light shone from his left forehead; that was the power of order left by Su Lin.

"Time is running out. You must leave quickly." Senior Zhongli looked at the worried Colin Iliad and said slowly, "Don't worry about the City of Silver for now. I can feel that this power can only affect me and the True Creator in the short term."

As soon as he said this, Colin Iliad and Derrick became even more worried. He didn't look at the door leading to the outside world but toward the direction of the outside world.

They no longer had any doubts about Senior Zhongli's identity as a god, but this kind of erosion...

"Let's go!" Derrick made a decision. He carried Elder Lovia, who was almost unable to move, on his back, pulled Colin Iliad's arm, and walked toward the door, while calling out to Mr. World: "Mr. World, let's go out and seek help from Mr. Fool and Mr. Priest."

Hearing Derrick's words, Klein came back to his senses.

That's right, I can still go out and advance to Miracle Invoker, fully control Sefirah Castle through the Angel rank to try to save Senior Zhongli, or I can find Su Lin.

"Quick!" Senior Zhongli urged, his voice starting to become unstable.

The barrier was crumbling. The crimson tide didn't cause too much damage to the barrier; it was Senior Zhongli himself who made the barrier waver.

There was no time to think. This unexpected change left everyone with only one choice.

They bypassed the iron-black throne, stood before the gray-blue door depicting a twilight scene, and pushed it open together.

Watching the backs of the few leaving, with a clang, Senior Zhongli kicked the long spear in his hand into the sky.

Looking at the constantly rotating spear and the crimson moon eroding the orange twilight, he came to the iron-black throne and sat down.

His left elbow rested on the armrest, his palm supported his side face, his right hand gripped the other armrest tightly, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Heavenly Motion..."

"... All Phenomena."

Standing in the golden ocean, under the endless radiance, Klein slowly closed the gray-blue door. He saw the spear interwoven with gold and mysterious colors turn into a stream of light, falling from the sky and piercing Senior Zhongli's chest, pinning him firmly to the throne.

Afterward, talismans that seemed to be condensed from magic power flowed out from his chest, tightly wrapping Senior Zhongli and every part of this palace.

In the firmament, a star that could almost cover the entire Giant King's Court descended from the twisted void. The extremely condensed Earth Spirit and Geng Metal Qi fell from the high heavens with a murderous intent, swearing to annihilate the crimson mist and the pitch-black tide together.

In an instant, a tattered, blood-red robe that could be described as rags appeared from the crimson mist. It twisted and slapped against Senior Zhongli's crumbling barrier.

Seeing this, Klein hurriedly joined the others to speed up the closing of the door.

Just when the door was only a slit away from being closed, everyone found that no matter what, they couldn't close it!?

Klein looked closely and saw a figure that looked like a projection, with an illusory body, collapsed from a ball of light, walking out of the pitch-black ocean. Klein seemed to see layers upon layers of doors.

Mr. Door?!

No, that's not the main body!

But He could still prevent the door from being closed!

Seeing the barrier develop a gap, crimson mist accompanied by black viscous liquid seeped into the barrier. The blood-colored robe rose again, and moonlight poured in along the gap, rushing toward Klein's side without stopping.

Klein tried to return directly to Sefirah Castle, only to find that at some point, some interference made the connection between him and Sefirah Castle intermittent!

It's over!

The corners of Klein's mouth curled up significantly, but despair grew in his heart. He could only watch himself fall into the abyss. At this time, it was too late to even use a Cross-World Ticket to leave this world.

Seeing those moonlight rays gradually condense into a corner of the robe, a familiar figure was reflected in Klein's eyes. That was Amon, the "Angel of Time" wearing a monocle and a pointed soft hat!

But at this moment, his arm was also covered by blood-colored patterns.

Amon pushed the monocle carved from water crystal, smiled at him, and said: "Pallez, you are really lucky. The main body is not here, and I don't have time to deal with you."

The "Blasphemy Slate" tucked under Klein's arm suddenly vibrated, then violently threw itself toward Amon. Amon took the Blasphemy Slate, turned to look at the blood-colored robe, curled his lips, and said: "Do you think I would give Sefirah Castle to you?"

He threw the Blasphemy Slate toward the crack. The robe condensed from moonlight was repelled, and the Blasphemy Slate turned into a boundless ocean containing all colors and all possibilities, making up for the current and impending gaps.

With Amon's intervention, Klein felt that the gray-blue door could be closed again and immediately seized the opportunity.

"Give this to my main body." Amon threw out a glimmer of light, which was cast out along the door that was about to close. When this glimmer was about to touch Klein, it was blocked and isolated by Pallez.

Bang—

The heavy door was closed, and those talismans that had overflowed from Senior Zhongli's body also covered this door leading to the outside world.

Amon looked at Senior Zhongli on the throne and shook his head with regret: "I am not the main body; I can't parasitize him. What a pity."

Afterward, He looked at another pitch-black ocean outside the barrier. Angry and terrifying roars came from the blood-colored robe, echoing endlessly.

The corners of His mouth gradually widened, and He looked up at the star falling from the sky, whose mortise and tenon structure looked like a giant lock.

The blood-colored robe was stained with a bit of black, constantly expanding and surging upward. Under the cover of the crimson mist, it, along with that pitch-black ocean, devoured the incomparably huge star bit by bit.

Waiting in the forest on the outskirts of the Giant King's Court, the members of the City of Silver exploration team, who were below the demigod level, saw five towering rock pillars rise from the ground. They surrounded the entire Giant King's Court with a terrifying aura.

In the orange-red light like the setting sun, a crimson moon rose. Not long after, giant meteorites fell from the sky.

They were worried about the safety of the exploration team but could only watch these strange changes helplessly.

At this moment, the crimson moon in the sky actually grew larger and larger, as if it had descended directly into the Giant King's Court. This rock creation, which was enough to destroy the entire Giant King's Court, was wrapped by the pitch-black liquid rising in the King's Court.

They held their breath, finally...

The dust settled, and the meteorite disappeared. They slowly breathed a sigh of relief, but there was an extra black patch on the crimson moon in the sky. Looking closely, this pitch-black patch was actually still wriggling on the moon.

Seeing this scene, their minds stung, and for a moment, they were about to lose control!

They hurriedly looked away and only recovered after a long time.

"Return to the City of Silver first!" After discussing, the members of the exploration team decided to report this matter to the remaining "Six-Member Council Elder" Waite Hillmon first.

End of chapter