Chapter 2430: Miracle: Night Descends

The rumbling explosions echoed overhead, and Xia De knew it was time for him to end all of this.

He looked at the ladies and friends around him, and suddenly said to Matilda:

"I lent Miss Knight's sword to the witches for research. Where is it now?"

"On the ship."

The blonde maid, who had just been shedding tears, said:

"I'll go get it now."

Xia De nodded again, then took out the copper whistle, one of the "Coldwater Port Gifts," and blew it. The reddish-copper whistle disappeared without a trace after that sound.

Thick steam fog had appeared behind him uncontrollably, and the people around him discovered that there was a layer of unusual darkness around Xia De's body.

"Are you going?"

The purple-eyed girl didn't ask about Xia De's condition at this time, just asked like this, and Xia De smiled at her:

"Wait for me to come back, very quickly. Next, I want to show a miracle, no, not a miracle of any god, it is my miracle."

The bell ringing and the whistle sound appeared in the thick fog together, and then, the shadow of the giant life ring emerged from the depths of the steam fog.

Even though the life ring Xia De had shown in the past had a volume far exceeding that of a normal sorcerer, this life ring also seemed a bit too large this time.

Not only that, the brass wheel ring was covered with a layer of ink at this moment, and also covered with a layer of faint silver moonlight. And when the life ring rotated rapidly, the huge wind pressure generated forced the people around Xia De to retreat backward.

Xia De looked toward the sky, the wind cracked the corners of his eyes, and then let the wisp of divine light drift behind him.

When he raised his right arm, which had been quickly covered by the golden cracks, and pointed his finger at the afternoon sky above the glowing white fog, the ink finally inscribed the first spirit rune belonging to the Eighth Ring on the surface of the life ring: Miracle-Night.

The gray of death wrapped around the soul, the thick ink symbolizing darkness, and the most noble and brilliant silver moonlight gathered toward his raised right hand along with the divine light.

When the light of death, darkness, and silver moon came to his raised right hand along with those golden light spots, Xia De closed his eyes and said softly:

"Prepare to ignite divinity."

【Then, what should I say now?】

The voice was even a bit playful.

Xia De opened his eyes and looked at the sacrificial grounds above, as if he could directly see the god fighting with the holy sword, Chosen Ones, and mortals above the sacrificial grounds at this moment.

"You are me..."

【... I am you.】

In the wind, the silver light drifted backward from behind Xia De, just as if silver long hair was dancing in the wind.

People who had retreated to twenty meters away with Xia De as the center looked at the night he was holding in his right hand. When the silver light column falling from the sky covered him with a *Ding~*:

"I say—"

Then, sorcerers in the entire Moon Bay, and even the entire material world, heard his voice:

"—Night descends!"

Above Moon Bay City, people in the sacrificial grounds had also noticed the strange silver light column, and heard the gentle and ancient sacred songs that sounded like lullabies.

And as the ink rising from the ground dyed the silver light column into the color of night, the night spread from the higher, unobservable void where the light column originated, dyeing the afternoon sky of summer into an ink dot.

That tiny ink dot spread rapidly toward all parts of the clear sky, just like a scroll unfolding from the center.

The scroll unfolded, and on that boundless black curtain, the sparkling light flickered gradually as the curtain was pulled open, just like pearls scattered on black velvet. Above the deep firmament, the intertwined galaxy, like a silver silk ribbon, brought coolness and peace in the sudden night wind.

The light of the firmament gradually became dim, the sun set and the moon rose, and in the silent long night that gradually spread across the sky of the entire world, the yellow, blood-red, and sacred silver moons rose slowly.

But these three moons were different from any in the past. The three moons did not hang in the high sky, but appeared directly above the sacrificial grounds as the night spread.

Exceptionally bright moonlight illuminated the god and the people in the sacrificial grounds; the light was gentle and cold. Even though black lightning and golden lightning were still intertwining, and even though the Chosen Ones and the holy sword wielders were still relying on the power of the Old Gods to resist the god's attacks, under those three bright moons, everything seemed to have become somewhat different.

Moonlight spilled over the land of the sacrificial grounds, outlining the swaying silhouettes of everyone. Everything seemed to be shrouded in this mysterious and magnificent moonlight, and under the night sky where lightning intertwined, a few meteors streaked across, leaving behind gorgeous trails of light, only to vanish instantly into the endless darkness.

The pillars of light, stained the color of the night, had now returned to a silvery white.

Luweiya covered her eyes with her hand, watching the God of Silver Moon, who had lowered the arm held high, turn to smile at her, and then step upward, as if ascending a staircase in the void.

The mortals bowed together toward the departing god to express their respect. A silver robe draped over Him; clearly, He was ascending step by step from the ground, but to the people in the sacrificial grounds, before that most magnificent silver moon, the god seemed to be walking down step by step from the stairs before the moon.

The night wind blew the silver phantom on His body, dragging it backward, and dots of silver radiance spilled into the wind onto the earth, onto Moon Bay, which had nearly turned into ruins in this great battle.

No one could look directly at the god's face, yet everyone inexplicably knew that the god walking from beneath the moon was smiling as He watched everything in the night. The restless and fearful hearts calmed down, and even the anger of the eighteen-year-old girl vanished without a trace under the shining silver moon.

The sweltering day had ended, and even the fog shrouding Moon Bay had been dyed silver-white, rippling like ocean waves with the blowing of the night wind.

The scales on the body of the pitch-black god in the center of the sacrificial grounds had originally been absorbing light continuously. Now that night had fallen, even though the stars and the moon were still twinkling, those rays of light were no longer willing to provide power to the 【Dragon-Eating Demon】.

At this moment, the moon belonged to the God of the Moon; at this moment, the light also belonged to the God of the Moon.

Thus, the pitch-black dragon no longer paid attention to the mortals, and the massive saint's body turned toward the direction of that silver moon. And in the night sky behind the God of Silver Moon, large groups of blood-red bats suddenly rushed from the ground into the night sky.

The chanting of the holy hymns praising the Scarlet Moon and the Sacred Blood, which no one had cared about just now, finally appeared in its entirety at this moment.

Blood-red lightning streaked across the night sky, and the Red Moon beside the Silver Moon suddenly erupted with a halo of light. In that strange halo, red celestial light fell from the night sky toward the sacrificial grounds below. Amidst the silver fog rising and falling in the city ruins, a fragrance of fresh blood suddenly emerged.

Thus, the God of Vampirism, dressed in a red robe and accompanied by bats, walked out from the blood moon as if pushing open a door. His face was hidden beneath a hood, yet He still nodded slightly to the god wrapped in silver moonlight, and then together with Him, they gazed at the evil god 【Dragon-Eating Demon】 before the three moons.

Evil God - 【Vampire Duke Lao Ai】, descends!

He absolutely waited for this point in time to appear on purpose.

The arrival of the second evil god had never been in the plans of any mortals other than Xia De, but seeing that holy moon and the scarlet moon shining on everyone together, the mortals consciously understood everything and retreated toward the edge of the sacrificial grounds.

The giant black dragon opened its mouth and spat out explosive black light at the two figures before the moon. Thus, the radiance of the Silver Moon and the Red Moon almost merged into one. The two echoing moons blocked the front of those two figures, and the light spat out by the evil god 【Dragon-Eating Demon】 dissipated along with the two rays of moonlight.

The vampiric god smiled and transformed into ten thousand rays of blood-colored light, disappearing from before the Red Moon, and then coiled around the giant dragon entrenched in the sacrificial grounds like blood-colored ropes.

The scarlet halo shrouded the black giant dragon. It roared and struggled. From the gaps in its scales, ten thousand destructive beams were about to burst forth, but as the God of Silver Moon lightly tapped the 【All-Encompassing Change · Silver Moon】 that had suddenly appeared before Him, the scarlet moon in the sky projected its light into the sacrificial grounds like a spotlight.

In the scarlet moonlight, the loud laughter of the vampiric god seemed to be heard. The saint's blood was continuously drawn away by Him, and the red moon in the sky maintained the strongest power of the vampiric god.

The blood light completely sealed the black giant dragon, as if the black giant dragon were trapped within the moon. But suddenly, the dragon's body expanded again, and the black flesh and blood forcibly squeezed out from the scarlet blood light transformed into hundreds of giant dragon heads like long snakes, opening their mouths wide to bite at the figure walking before the silver moon.

The god dressed in the silver robe did not make any counterattacking movements, but suddenly, a laugh full of charm came from nowhere, and the small coffin that flew out of the god's hand flew into the mouths of the ten thousand dragon heads formed by the saint's flesh and blood.

The coffin grew larger and larger, until a beam of viscous blood-colored celestial light fell from the void. Then, in the exploding coffin, the mountain of flesh piled up from infinite blood and flesh lunged forward, actually entangling those giant dragon heads connected to slender necks.

Evil God - 【Lord of the Blood Feast】, descends!

The power transformed from the ten million giant dragons once devoured by the god was immediately swallowed by that huge scarlet mountain of flesh. The power of the god who devoured dragons and the god who devoured flesh and blood produced severe resistance. While the black giant dragon was confronting the vampiric god under the blood moon, its body, which had escaped the range of the red moon, counterattacked the mountain of flesh and blood.

"Not enough! Not enough! Not enough~"

The rotting stench of flesh and blood spread into the night sky, and dizzying chaotic sounds continuously emanated from that mountain of flesh and blood. Dense human faces appeared on the surface of the expanding flesh, and then those ferocious human faces all opened their mouths and bit viciously at the body of the 【Dragon-Eating Demon】.