Chapter 197

A level-30 legendary monster, the Night Rakshasa, suddenly burst out of the war fog,

eyes red, charging toward her Lord Crystal like a madman, eyes full of greed.

Yet, before it could approach the Red Witch within ten meters, its body ignited with red flames.

The red flames burned, silent and formless.

A level-30 legendary monster simply vanished like that.

As if erased by an ink brush from a painting, the wind was clear and the clouds calm,

the Night Rakshasa left no trace in the world.

The red flames were the ink; the Red Witch was the brush.

The world she saw was the painting.

The silent red flames leaped with joy,

red and bright like a glass mirror,

just like the Red Witch's agate-like red eyes.

……

Wan Jie Cheng, First Layer, a humble room.

A woman whose beauty made the stars and moon pale, wearing palace robes of cloud silk, kept her head bowed,

beads of cold sweat seeping from her Bai Xi forehead.

Seven figures in the humble room, 3.7, all watched her; she dared not raise her head.

Because she knew,

those were the Seven Divine Thrones standing at the peak of Wan Jie Cheng,

behind them representing the seven great races of the Myriad Worlds.

Yet the seven great races of the Myriad Worlds were not selected as the seven because their races were dominant.

Rather, because of the existence of these seven, their races became the seven great races of the Myriad Worlds.

Even though she was the Moon Goddess, exalted above all in the Myriad Worlds,

before these seven, she could only tremble and bow her head.

"Are you truly not from your Moon God Palace?"

Huge 8

Water 50

Fee 29

Deer 6

Small 5

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The Red Witch Old Man frowned and asked.

"Absolutely true, we are not!"

The Moon Goddess bit her red lips with her jade teeth, responding firmly and forcefully.

"You may go."

"Yes!"

Leaving the humble room, the Moon Goddess's tense heartstrings relaxed,

only then did her heart dare to beat loudly and violently.

A trace of resentment and grievance appeared in her beautiful starry eyes.

How did this "Never-Fallen" Lord take the nickname 'Moon Fall'?

Don't they know everyone in our Moon God Palace bears the surname Moon...

That night, countless people named 'Moon Fall' were investigated.

The Moon Rabbit Clan, like birds startled by a bowstring, were in a state of panic.