Chapter 196: Crimson Moon

Roselle's heart skipped a beat; he intuitively realized where the danger was coming from.

It might not be some Blood Clan husband, but she herself.

"Let us use the most primitive reproductive act to sacrifice to the greatest Red Moon!"

A cultist?! Roselle's pupils constricted, and he lunged directly toward the room door; as long as he opened this door, the other Beyonders on the same ship, especially Zaratul, would certainly be able to sense what was happening here.

But that Blood Clan lady was faster than him, directly transforming into a shadow to block the door.

This time, Roselle saw the makeup of this Blood Clan lady.

Her eyes were curved, her eyebrows were curved, and her mouth was curved, as if imitating the Crimson Moon outside.

She was wearing a soft, deep-red nightgown that outlined her beautiful curves.

And on her face, neck, and exposed arms were lifelike, enchanting flowers.

The flowers were indescribably enchanting; Roselle felt his blood surging downward just from a single glance, and the lewd thoughts in his brain exploded in an instant.

"A believer of the 'Primordial Moon'!?" Roselle knew he had gotten into big trouble; if he were given the ability to return to the past, he would definitely slap himself twice.

"Primordial Moon" is a cult organization that began in the early Fourth Epoch, worshipping the most primitive moon and keen on holding shocking sacrificial rituals to please the Crimson Moon.

He really couldn't handle a woman with such a background!

"My dear, I just forgot something and need to go back to the room to get it. You know, some wonderful things can bring us a better experience and lead to a perfect night."

Roselle did not hesitate to use this as an excuse, hoping to gain a chance; most of his Magical Items were in the room, and that was the foundation of his identity as a "Savant".

"Not needed." The Blood Clan lady lightly licked her lips, her pink tongue making the red even more enchanting; her blood-colored eyes stared at Roselle, with some kind of emotion surging within.

"In the ritual of sacrificing to the moon, the experience we gain is the best; no other things are needed."

The Blood Clan lady opened her arms and walked toward Roselle.

Roselle's expression changed slightly, and in the end, he could only choose to force his way out!

If it were an ordinary "Savant" fighting a Vampire skilled in combat, there might be some issues, depending on whether the equipment was sufficient.

But he was different; even without usable Magical Items on him, it was enough to crush an average Sequence 7; he was only wary of certain evil things on the cultist.

Roselle reached out and grabbed, activating "Steal"!

This was the "Steal" equivalent to the Sequence 6 "Fire Thief," capable of briefly stealing others' Beyonder abilities.

That Silver Medal was also equivalent to a Magical Item, and in the hands of a "Savant," it could be used for all sorts of operations.

And Roselle was lucky enough that he stole the corresponding Beyonder ability on the first try.

"Abyss Shackles"!

The surrounding ground suddenly darkened, and three chains shot out from the ground, binding toward the approaching Blood Clan.

But the Blood Clan's own speed was too fast; these Abyss Shackles controlled by Roselle couldn't keep up with that speed at all!

Roselle's expression changed, and he hurriedly retreated, but it was already too late; thick black mist suddenly surged from behind the Blood Clan lady, forming a pair of illusory bat wings.

This allowed the Blood Clan lady's speed to rise another level, and she arrived in front of Roselle in an instant.

"My dear, merge with me!" The Blood Clan lady's fangs grew, and she took a bite.

Ssh!

As the fangs landed on Roselle's neck, his body changed instantly, becoming a relatively exquisitely cut Paper Figurine.

Back when he was Sequence 7, this was the life-saving divine skill Roselle had chosen from the Silver Medal!

In his view, the most incredible ability of the "Diviner" Pathway Sequence 7 "Magician" was the "Paper Figurine Substitute."

"My dear, I am a little angry!" The blood-red light in the Blood Clan lady's eyes intensified.

Her fingernails began to grow longer, wreathed in black mist, carrying strong corrosiveness.

"I came, I saw, I record!"

An illusory, slowly turning book was reflected in Roselle's eyes.

It was the "Record" ability of the "Apprentice" Pathway Sequence 6 level, but the trouble was that he had only been promoted to Sequence 6 for a few days, and he had chosen the "Record" ability even more recently; he hadn't had time to familiarize himself with it and had only recorded two Sequence 7 level abilities.

Roselle grabbed a bedsheet nearby and threw it out; this bedsheet seemed to turn into the night sky in an instant, stretching across in front of the two.

This was the ability of the "Seer" Pathway Sequence 7 "Wizard," coming from a Bishop of the "Craftsman Church."

Rip!

The bedsheet was torn apart by the corrosive claws, and the Blood Clan lady rushed out, her blood-colored eyes locked onto Roselle.

But it was precisely at this moment that the curtain suddenly transformed into streaks of Abyss Shackles, binding the Blood Clan lady.

"Damn! Why didn't I choose the 'Faceless' Air Bullet? Otherwise, I could have blown her head off with one shot."

Roselle was also anxious; for the sake of novelty and to satisfy his rigid requirement of becoming more handsome, Roselle had chosen the "Faceless" "Transformation" after becoming Sequence 6.

This ability was very powerful, but it couldn't be applied to the battle at hand!

It could only be said that whether it was the "Savant" Pathway Roselle belonged to, or the three Pathways involved in the Silver Medal, none had very strong frontal attack capabilities at Sequence 6.

The illusory Record Book appeared in Roselle's eyes again; this would also be the last ability he recorded, and it would be his trump card.

"Purification Slash"!

It came from the "Sun" Pathway Sequence 7 "Sun Priest" and was one of the most effective attacks against evil spirits, Wraiths, and such beings.

And the "Sun" Pathway was also a natural counter to the "Moon" Pathway.

An illusory yet brilliant light appeared in the void, and under Roselle's push, it slashed straight down, severing the Blood Clan lady's head!

The Blood Clan possessed extremely strong self-healing abilities; it was difficult to kill them without cutting off their heads.

Thump!

The Blood Clan's head and body landed on the ground, and that beautiful head even rolled a few times.

Roselle intuitively felt there might still be some mutations, so he didn't dare to stay, directly opening the door to run out, and even closed it behind him on the way.

"Someone, come quickly!"

Roselle shouted loudly, and the "Craftsman Church" clergymen on the ship began to gather.

Roselle first returned to his own bedroom and equipped all the accumulated Beyonder items, which should have been an important source of his own combat ability.

It was just that he was on his own Church ship and was preparing to attend a one-night appointment, so naturally, he had not equipped them.

"Mr. Zaratul! Cultists have broken onto the ship, please be careful." Roselle thought for a moment and directly pulled along this old gentleman who was suspected to be a Demigod.

"Cult? Believers of the 'Primordial Moon'?!" Zaratul's deep eyes flashed slightly, and he looked abruptly toward the red moonlight outside.