Chapter 2590: Attack from the Night Sky

In the music of the ancient sacrificial dance, in the prayers of the devout priests in the center of the sacrificial site, the silver fire that soared into the sky seemed to be kneaded by invisible big hands, and thus constructed a ladder extending toward the moon under the starry sky.

Similarly, the few sparks that splashed under the sacrificial platform also built a ladder extending from Xia De's feet to the silver fire. It's just that the flames in the bonfire at this time had already surrounded the ladder, forming three bright silver arches.

It seemed that someone pushed Xia De from behind, so Xia De stepped on the ladder made of flames.

This feeling is very interesting. He didn't turn around to look back but went straight up.

Crossing the three silver arches above the sacrificial platform, there was only the vast starry sky and the moon getting closer and closer in front of him. Even if Xia De climbed up step by step, the dance music of the sacrifice and those prayers in his ears did not weaken at all.

The "Sage Illusion" composed of the silver moon and the starry sky had disappeared without a trace at this moment, but the moon looked like a gentle eye in Xia De's eyes at this moment.

"Is this dream caused by the Moon Dance Festival? Or is it because the Golden Music Hall was once the temple of the Tree Father? Can this concert in the autumn of 1854 of the Sixth Era also be counted as a sacrifice?"

He still didn't understand the meaning of this dream, just continued to climb up according to his thoughts and desires at this time.

Unknowingly, the ladder made of silver fire had completely solidified, as if the moonlight had directly constructed a ladder for climbing toward the moon. And the outsider originally thought that the higher he climbed, the more he could see the uneven traces on the surface of the moon. He was even a little worried that he would have megalophobia because of this.

But in fact, he didn't have the chance to board the moon, because the ladder that seemed to connect to the moon disappeared suddenly in front.

Xia De stood on the highest step, reached out to touch the moon that seemed to be within reach, but found that he seemed to have lost the power to jump and transform into flight in this dream.

The silver moon that illuminates this wilderness under the starry sky with shining stars is so charming, and the moonlight illuminated his face at this moment, and also let him see that there seemed to be a person standing on the glowing silver moon.

That was a woman, but no matter what, Xia De couldn't say who that back was in the dream using the words and descriptions he knew.

He widened his eyes and wanted to see the other party's appearance clearly, see every strand of silver hair, see the arc of the spine wrapped in the robe, see who she was.

But no matter what, that figure was so distant. The moonlight fell on his face, and the silver moon and her were reflected in his eyes. The miracle elements wove and reproduced the story of the ancient era, and the light of the silver moon had been scattered on the earth every night since the very beginning, until the arrival of the outsider.

"You, don't want to see me?"

He then shouted loudly in his own silver moon dream toward the moon, but the figure in the moon still didn't look back. She melted into the halo of the silver moon like this and disappeared completely. And the outsider who was eager to know who she was finally jumped up in the silver moon and grabbed toward the moon.

The brilliant silver moon seemed to melt him at this moment, and that huge silver moon turned into three moons of different colors in the shaking. She rejected Xia De, rejected him in his dream.

(Little Mia swallowing the moon...)

Vista City Golden Music Hall, accompanied by the Willondale Royal Orchestra going on stage, the warm applause from the audience was deafening. Miss Dannister didn't look at the conductor who was bowing to the audience at this time, but looked at Xia De again, worried that the applause would wake him up.

But he was sleeping soundly at this time.

A smile appeared on her face, and she was thinking about how to "mock" Xia De for actually falling asleep at the concert after he woke up, but unexpectedly, a huge roar came at this time—

Roar!

That deep but crazy roar was so clear that even the conductor who was about to wave the baton was stunned.

The audience below also discussed in a low voice, but seeing that no strange sound came after that, the symphony "Night of Anjou's Victory", the finale of this concert, still performed according to the plan.

"Dragon roar, and it's right above our heads."

The red-haired female Ringed Shushi who had experienced the Battle of Moon Bay lowered her voice and said to the witch beside her, and the latter nodded worriedly:

"I felt it too, a huge creature with strong vitality is above our heads. What's going on, does Vista Forest also have dragons?"

Miss Dannister immediately put her hand on Xia De's leg and patted it a few times, and then unexpectedly found that Xia De still hadn't woken up. Realizing that something was wrong, she called Xia De's name a few times, but Xia De was still sleeping with his head lowered.

"Dannister, you and Charlotte stay here, I'll go out and see."

Miss Winslet had to say so, although she was very worried about Xia De, she couldn't pretend not to know about the things outside.

"Be careful. Don't worry about him, he's just asleep, his spirit and elements are very stable."

Miss Dannister said, and then used the Red Moon illusion to create a phantom of Flora Winslet, and the real witch merged with the phantom and turned into a mouse and fell to the ground, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

A few minutes later, coming to the outside from the south gate of the Golden Music Hall, the witch with one hand on her waist looked up at the deep night sky, but saw the behemoth that was almost integrated with the night sky, opening its mouth to the music hall below like gold, and spitting out a dragon breath.

But the beam of light was blocked by the church's Ringed Ringed Shushi who were chasing the dragon, but the wind pressure change caused by the huge energy spit made the witch below very dissatisfied.

"Local rumors, dragons appeared in the forest outside Creekwood Town hundreds of years ago. Is this rumor actually true?"

But the "dragon" in the sky didn't look like a dragon. It didn't possess the spiritual pressure of a pure-blooded dragon, and the twisted body, if looked at carefully, was just a dragon beast with low dragon blood purity.

The horror of that black behemoth lies not only in its body being forcibly twisted by great force, so that the front half of the body and the back half of the body have a dislocation of twisting, but also in the gray mist spitting between the breaths of the monster.

Those mists made the monster's body extremely illusory. For a moment, Flora Winslet thought she saw a dragon egg, but then she saw an old ancient dragon.

And as the gray mist moved with the monster, natural phenomena located at different time points such as day, night, evening, dawn, rainy day, sunny day, blizzard, lightning, etc. appeared one after another around the strange dragon beast, and they were not coherent.

The ritual to protect the city has been unfolded, although it makes the people below unable to see the anomalies in the night sky, the ritual power has no protective effect in front of those strange gray mists.

The church's Ringed Ringed Shushi in the sky had already fought with this monster just now, and at this time they didn't dare to approach the "dragon" shrouded in gray mist. Although it didn't look like a paradox worm that was immune to long-range attacks, it was clear that the layer of gray mist was also seriously weakening the power of Ringed Ringed Shushi and spells.

"Another mist that confuses time."

After being blocked from a spit, the monster circled in the air, opened its mouth and sprayed deadly gray mist at the church's Ringed Ringed Shushi, and then took advantage of their embarrassed dodge to lower its head and spray at the music hall below, but the Ringed Ringed Shushi squad running from a distance threw out relics at the sky, which immediately turned into a translucent shield and absorbed those energies silently.

Vista City has never been a large diocese, and the number of local high-tier Ringed Ringed Shushi is completely incomparable to cities like Moon Bay and Tobesk. The number of high-tier Ringed Ringed Shushi flying in the sky to contain the dragon is only eight, and the Ringed Ringed Shushi squad on the ground near the music hall is completely composed of mid-tier Ringed Ringed Shushi.

After they defended against a dragon spit, they saw from afar the woman with gray-black hair standing in the square with one hand on her waist but whose face could not be seen clearly. Originally thought it was an enemy, but after approaching, just being looked at by her, they felt from the bottom of their hearts that this was a good person.

"Are you willing to explain the current situation?"

The witch with gray-black hair asked like this. Hearing Flora Winslet ask, the leader of the 8th-ring squad tried hard to control the urge to speak, but still squeezed a sentence from his teeth:

"

This was basically equivalent to saying nothing at all, but the lady with the gray-black hair still understood. It was clear that the Sun Church, which knew of time travel, had encountered such big trouble after only a little investigation:

"You discovered a serious local problem this morning; did you not report it? Did the Willandale Diocese not send people to support you?"

This was not something a church ring-mage of a squad leader's level could explain clearly. The witch herself did not demand an answer; she leaped, transformed into gray-white mist, and flew into the sky. Then, following a cry that rang through the night sky—"Ang~"—a pure white unicorn appeared beneath the night sky, radiating holy light.

It raised its head, its white horn colliding head-on with the dragon's breath. The unicorn then stepped through the air, pushing hard against that beam of light while spreading its wings. The pure white light left afterimages beneath the night sky, and then instantly pierced through the dragon-beast's body.

But looking closely, the unicorn was clearly still standing in the air; what had just pierced the dragon-beast's body was merely a light-shadow that had flown out from its body.

Although wounds appeared on the monster's body, as those gray mists spread, the wounds on it healed rapidly.

This still inspired the church's high-ring mages; after all, the unicorn's power seemed capable of directly harming this monster. Just as they were about to coordinate with this holy creature from who-knows-where to attack again, a twelve-ring life-ring suddenly appeared in the area behind the dragon-beast, obscured by gray mist.

This was not because the dragon-beast possessed a life-ring. The next second, a figure flying at near-light speed appeared from behind the dragon and simultaneously attacked everyone in an instant.