Chapter 274

"God... God's descent! There are other benevolent gods in the Sixth Era!"

Someone by the long dining table said this, but everyone was forced to shift their gaze away from the figure at the end of the street; this was likewise not an existence that mortals could look upon.

A huge silver moon hung high overhead, and the blood mist surged back again. The god at the end of the long dining table and the god at the end of the road gazed at each other in this long night.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, the blood-colored light and the silver moonlight intertwining. The ground was shaking, the wind was roaring, and it seemed as if the world itself was uneasy.

"Silver Moon!"

A gentle voice resonated in the hearts of everyone present who could still maintain consciousness. The god under the silver moonlight pointed a finger toward the sky, and brilliant light marks lit up from the fingertip; the momentary sacred radiance dispersed the blood mist in at least half the city.

He walked along the road toward the mansion, the silver moonlight trailing behind him as if to be permanently branded upon space.

A huge shadow of flesh and blood hung high in the sky, its twisted and massive body roaring. The flesh shook, and clusters of filthy blood dripped onto the surroundings of the mansion. The blood mist surged back again, and at the boundary between the silver light and the blood-colored light, black thunder crackled from time to time.

The blood-robed saint at the end of the long table held a knife and fork, gave a light flick, and the dinner knife in his hand flew out from the hole in the wall.

The white-robed god walking from the road did not stop his pace. A silver giant sword shimmering with sacred light emerged from his side and then charged straight toward the sky. The giant sword severed the dinner knife and then flew toward the mansion. But around the mansion, a blood-colored, hemispherical, transparent barrier appeared silently, and then silently swallowed the silver giant sword that seemed capable of cleaving everything.

The god was still walking toward the mansion, and overhead, the silver moon, which had broken a large hole in the blood mist, seemed to be getting closer.

An eerie silence lasted for a moment, and then people realized that the silver moon did not just seem to be approaching.

It grew larger and larger, until the silver moon obscured the sky. The silver moon wheel descended from the sky, slowly and heavily, carrying immense wind pressure and potential energy, colliding with the transparent blood-colored barrier wrapped around the mansion. (Note)

Boom~

The sound of that instantaneous explosion sent a wave of sound sweeping through the blood mist and dust, scanning across the city like a shockwave.

The ground was shaking, and even the tableware and long table at the blood banquet on the third floor of the mansion were shaking.

The sound of shattering glass almost pierced the eardrums of everyone present. The blood-colored barrier buckled and then disintegrated piece by piece, with large swaths of blood droplets falling to the ground. The falling silver moon summoned by the god also turned into specks of light at the same time, scattering into points of light that surrounded the mansion.

Xia De took a deep breath. The power brought by the burning of divinity was not everything; at this moment, he could not even be sure that he was still himself. The elevation of his soul allowed him to see more, but at the same time, he understood what his opponent really was.

Even if a god descending into the material world looks very much like a person, He is not a person. In his eyes, the filthy flesh and blood that had devoured the entire mansion was the saint's true body.

The silver giant sword and the summoned meteorite could only be considered a shallow clash between the two. Their power levels were not far apart, but the problem was that Xia De only had one drop of divinity, and one-third of it had already been burned away.

The falling silver moon gave him a temporary upper hand, and at the instant the spatial confinement loosened, His body disappeared under the silver moonlight.

Specks of silver light marks finally entered the blood banquet on the third floor through the hole in the wall. Within the light marks, the figure of the god in white robes appeared once again.

The blood-robed saint had no reaction, so Xia De, following the guidance obtained from the distant past, pulled out the chair directly opposite Him at the other end of the dining table and sat down.

The two gods stared at each other across the long table. Mortals kept their eyes tightly shut, their bodies trembling, wishing more than anything to become even smaller at this moment. Even with their eyes tightly shut, they could still know that two behemoths were staring at each other; even with their eyes tightly shut, the whispers in their ears and the two eerie songs intertwined together could not be escaped.

A moment later, a gentle and exceptionally solemn voice appeared in everyone's heart once again.

"May you depart."

"The banquet is insufficient."

This was another voice, like the sound of slick flesh dragging across the ground, and also like the murmurs of an evil spirit in a tomb.

A golden empty bowl appeared in front of Xia De, but He shook His head and did not throw anything into the bowl.

A playing card appeared between His fingers. Contacting this playing card in such a state, one could feel that it really did not have much power, but it did indeed hide a trace of the ancient god's essential power.

Following the hint given by Miss Feilian, He injected divine power into it—

【Great Expansion】 Equilibrium.

The radiance of divinity floated on the playing card. Xia De flicked his fingers, and the playing card was thrown onto the table by him. In the dark golden luster, a huge scale appeared above the playing card, appearing on the tabletop, one side pointing to the 【Lord of the Blood Banquet】 in the red formal suit, and one side pointing to Xia De in the white robes.

Yin Yi Yi Lu Na Beiya suddenly opened her right eye.

The ancient and sacred aura that came with the appearance of the scale made it even harder for the mortals, who already felt unwell, to maintain their sobriety. But Yin Yi Yi Lu Na Beiya felt that the luster of the scale completely restored her state.

She could open her eyes and see the content of the playing card on the table. Subsequently, her single eye looked at the god radiating holy white light.

Two silver eyeballs flew out from the sleeves of the white robes and fell onto the end of the dark golden scale pointing toward Himself. The silver eyeballs caused the scale above the playing card to press down, tilting toward Xia De:

"Depart."

Dark golden luster covered the tabletop from the scale, the blood mist became a little thinner, and the blood-colored light was also suppressed.

The two eyes were the magic eyes 【Greedy Silver】. Xia De used this as a meal for the evil god opposite to respond to its "banquet is insufficient." Even as a relic, the two eyes certainly could not satisfy the other party's requirements, but the scale summoned from 【Creation · Equilibrium】 represented the power of the Equilibrium Ancient God. Xia De, who manipulated equilibrium through divinity, believed this was a fair trade, so the scale tilted toward Him, and the essence of "equilibrium" suppressed the 【Lord of the Blood Banquet】.

This was the key to victory given by the most powerful witch in the world who lived five thousand years ago.

"Not enough."

The viscous, slick voice came from all directions. Even though suppressed, He was still not satisfied with a meal of just these two eyes.

The blood-colored light spread toward Xia De again, that luster devouring the holy silver light around him. But suddenly, a long whistle of a steam whistle sounded, and the "Gluttony" rune appeared on the god's forehead. The stone mask was pressed onto his own face by the white-robed saint, and the relic 【Another Face】 shattered instantly.

But immediately, the same blood-colored light lit up on Xia De's body. The power of gluttony originating from the 【Lord of the Blood Banquet】 became entangled with the power of the relic after divine sublimation. A massive stone ghost mask phantom entwined with silver and blood-colored light appeared at His side, and its large mouth opened to swallow the surging blood light.

The stone ghost mask shattered, and golden light marks gathered bit by bit from Xia De's hands. In the brief clash, He unexpectedly swallowed a drop of divinity. But such a thing could only be done once by relying on the suppression of the ancient god's power, because there was almost no difference in power between the two sides; the other party was, after all, a true god.

Divinity merged into Himself. Xia De hesitated for a moment, reached out, and plucked off his own left eye. The eyeball fell into the scale, and His eye grew back again. This price was meaningless; what He paid was merely flesh that could regenerate. But the special form of existence meant that the body of Xia De Han Mi Er Dun was the god's true body, and the plucked-out eyeball was part of the divine body, thereby constituting a more powerful price.

"Depart."

In the blood-colored banquet hall, the dark golden scale floated quietly above the table. Three eyeballs made the scale tilt even further toward Xia De's direction. The dark golden light suppressed the true master of this blood banquet with a more aggressive posture.

The saint put down the knife and fork in his hand and looked at the dark golden scale:

"Not enough!"

Deep, twisted blood light surged on the saint, but it was suppressed again by the ancient god's scale.

The god in white robes reached out, wanting to pluck His left eye again, but the blood-robed saint spoke to stop Him. The flesh mass of the saint's true body squirmed uneasily above the mansion, and the blood mist that had not yet been dispersed by the light of the silver moon gathered back; He was accumulating power:

"Not enough!"

The collision of chaotic energy and rules made the mortals present almost collapse, but the silver moon was protecting them, protecting everyone here. The 【Lord of the Blood Banquet】 wanted to fight to the death, and Xia De said softly:

"With the Ancient God of Judgment as witness, in this duel, the injured shall depart."

Xia De could keep plucking eyeballs, even a hundred would not matter, but suppressing the saint's power, while relying on the scale manipulated by divinity, was something he could not sustain for long. And He knew Xia De could continue to use the golden scale to suppress Him, so He would absolutely not refuse this proposal that could end things quickly:

"Agreed."

The dark golden scale hung high above the blood banquet table, and the god in white robes and the saint in red robes slapped the table at the same time.

The long table disappeared from the third floor of the mansion, and then abruptly appeared in the sky above Tobeisike under the night sky. The night wind made the white tablecloth rustle, and the mortals around the long table felt the warm wind of midsummer. (Note)

The surrounding blood mist was hazy, the surrounding silver moon appeared, and beneath them was the unusually quiet Tobeisike, the light of gas lamps flickering like stars in the blood-colored light.

The whistling night wind blew on the faces of the mortals. During the moment the gods were accumulating power, their pressure finally eased a little. They could feel that their current location was no longer indoors, but still, only Yin Yi Yi Lu Na Beiya could open her eyes.

At the two ends of the dining table floating under the moonlit night, the two gods stared at each other.

Yin Yi Yi Lu Na saw a red, alluring halo appear on the blood-robed saint, and saw a huge shadow of flesh and blood appear as if from the other side of space, gradually overlapping with the saint's position.

Yin Yi Yi Lu Na saw the silver-white light on the god in white robes weakening more and more. He pushed back His chair and stood up.

The god in white robes stood in the night sky, the silver moon wheel staying quietly behind Him, and 【Creation · Silver Moon】 appeared in His hand.