Blood-red light sprayed from the ground into the night sky, forming a strange red pillar of light that illuminated Tobesk's night.
Thick blood mist surged in all directions, and within a few minutes, the entire City was enveloped in blood mist.
People fell into a deeper sleep amidst the sweet smell of blood, the moon was obscured, and the stars no longer twinkled.
Only Ring術士 who realized something was wrong immediately could barely remain conscious in this rapidly spreading blood mist.
However, the mental pressure of the Saint's imminent complete appearance directly impacted the abnormally sensitive senses of the extraordinary, and no one could hold on for too long.
In the rural cemetery outside the City, Mr. Corpus stood in the darkness at the entrance of the gravekeeper's hut, carrying a coffin, quietly watching the red blood mist dissipate.
At the Dawn Church, the church emitted holy light to dispel the blood mist, and the clergy hurriedly organized a prayer ceremony, with the choir's singing rising in a panicked chorus.
No one noticed that the elderly and venerable Priest Augustus stood alone at the entrance of the church, his body radiating a sacred white light that gradually pushed the blood mist away from the church.
At Schneider Psychological Clinic, the unfortunate middle-aged doctor, who had left the banquet under Xia De's guidance, cowered in the corner of his bedroom with a distorted face.
Black flames enveloped him, preventing the blood mist from approaching, and green mold spread rapidly from the ground and walls his body touched, while shadows and raging flames protected him.
At Old John's antique shop, the elderly shopkeeper's entire body emitted a brassy glow as he sighed, looking at the night sky gradually covered by blood mist.
He wanted to step out of the shop but suddenly froze, then looked towards the direction of the City center: “Damn it, I’m really getting old, am I dreaming now? Can anything more ridiculous happen today?”
At the center of the blood-red pillar of light, around Count Mopassan's mansion, blood crows flew in swarms within the blood mist.
Countless strange flesh monsters, in an unspeakable distorted state, arrived in the human world with the blood mist.
The growling and roaring twisted creatures rushed out of the manor, fighting with the Orthodox Church's Ring術士 team near the mansion in the blood mist.
Fortunately, they only appeared from within the mansion, otherwise there would be no living people in this City within minutes.
Iluna Bayas didn't know why things had turned out this way.
After bidding farewell to Xia De and Luvia, she quickly rushed to the mansion to rendezvous with her team and submitted the clue that there were still a second and third divine descent vessel.
Captain Moody Robinson immediately sent people to notify the team inside the mansion and, along with other team members, comforted her, stating that even with a divine descent vessel, as long as the “Grand Feast” itself was destroyed, the ritual could still not proceed smoothly.
Almost at the same time as their conversation, the arrest operation inside the mansion officially began.
And as the first streak of blood light shot out from the third floor towards the City, more and more blood lines, centered on the mansion, connected with certain points in the City.
Thousands of citizens dispersed throughout Tobesk who had long consumed the special milk from “Silver Parrot Milk Delivery Company” had their blood drained and died in their sleep in the moment, thus forming the Grand Feast sacrificed to the evil god.
Thus, amidst the Vibration of the earth and the roaring wind, the Blood Feast officially began, and the blood mist swallowed the entire City.
Iluna Bayas didn't know why things had turned out this way; the operation to infiltrate the relic tonight was supposed to be the most dangerous, and the church's capture of the Cultists should have been foolproof, but she knew what she had to do.
The blood mist swallowed them, and the monsters appearing in the mist left the team no time to pay attention to what was happening inside the mansion.
The brown-haired girl gritted her teeth, left the team, and ran towards the mansion.
Her golden Destiny Ring appeared behind her, then the rapidly spinning Destiny Ring transformed into a Balance in a golden glow.
No one had time to pay attention to her anymore, and the glow of that golden Balance caused the unspeakable beings crawling in the blood mist to instinctively move away.
She successfully crossed the street, feeling the increasingly intense headache, and gritted her teeth as she forced her way into the mansion.
Iluna Bayas knew she didn't have the power to fight a god, but the power of The Chosen would certainly have some impact.
Entering the manor meant sacrifice, but at this moment, someone had to do it.
The blood mist in the manor courtyard was thicker than outside, and unconscious guests lay in piles on the ground.
And as the young girl got closer and closer to the mansion building, even though she hadn't seen or heard anything yet, her body was instinctively trembling.
She knew what was on the third floor, what she was about to face, and the consequences of doing so.
But someone always had to do something; even as the so-called “The Chosen,” Iluna Bayas didn't believe she would become a savior.
However, from the Knowledge she had gained, she vaguely knew that her power could slightly influence the Saint, so she came.
She might die, but she still came.
On the first floor, guests fell in droves, vaguely reminding her of the scene of harvesting wheat she had seen in the countryside during her childhood.
On the second floor, Mr. Hogg Lundell, the Thirteen Ring Sorcerer “Sunlight Greatsword” of the Sun Church, was struggling to insert a broken ritual sword into the floor with the few people who could still remain conscious at this time.
She knew that it was a 0-level relic that could temporarily restrict the Saint's range of activity, so it seemed the current situation wasn't the worst.
The blood mist became thicker and thicker, and her steps grew heavier and heavier.
The golden Balance formed by the Destiny Ring behind her was losing its ability to resist the blood mist, but the brown-haired girl still endured the mental and physical pain to reach the third floor.
Finally unable to bear the immense pressure, the Sorceress, who was only a Two-Ring, collapsed onto the carpet.
It was a blood-stained carpet; a light press would make blood seep out, and within the eerie red, millions of souls seemed to be imprisoned.
She collapsed at the stairwell, her limbs completely uncontrollable, her blood seemingly boiling, and the headache almost made her scream, but she still struggled to look up at the third floor.
This place should have been a layout of corridors and rooms, but at this moment, a long table covered with a snow-white tablecloth was placed in a spacious banquet hall.
Countless human mummies wrapped in white cloth hung from the ceiling, like lambs awaiting slaughter.
Clang~
A crisp sound seemed to explode directly in her head; the banquet had begun.
On the empty tabletop, silver and gold vessels filled with fresh human organs appeared one by one, and in the thick blood mist, the sweet aroma of food emanated.
And at the farthest end of the long table, a slightly blurred figure in a red formal suit was elegantly manipulating a knife and fork, enjoying the food on the table.
She closed her eyes, and blood flowed simultaneously from her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth: “I understand, not yet fully descended, this is the evil god.”
“Evil god!”
Suddenly, a golden light appeared before her eyes, and the Thirteen Ring Sorcerer, “Sunlight Greatsword” Mr. Hogg Lundell, rushed up from the second floor.
The middle-aged man also bled from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth simultaneously, but still held a dazzling golden greatsword and ran past Miss Bei Ya Si.
The light of the Sunlight Greatsword brought joy to Miss Bei Ya Si, who was also a follower of the Sun God, but the middle-aged man only stopped abruptly after passing Miss Bei Ya Si.
The golden greatsword in his hand disappeared, and he entered the blood-red banquet hall, uncontrollably walking to the table laden with food, pulling out a chair, and sitting down, motionless.
Iluna was gathering her strength: “Mr. Lundell's appearance means the relic downstairs can now function... This is the power of a god, Xia De.”
She lay on the carpet, perhaps only a few seconds had passed, or perhaps decades, when suddenly a howling sound came from outside the window, followed by more than a dozen figures crashing through the outer wall of the banquet hall in holy light.
The Dawn Church, Creation Church, Sun Church, Peace Church, Natural Church—the high-ranking Ring術士 of the Five Gods Church in the Tobesk Diocese appeared almost simultaneously.
Iluna recognized some of them, but many more she saw for the first time.
They clustered together and burst into the Blood Feast, and in the moment, Iluna felt as if she heard the sound of dozens of different Sublimation Words being chanted.
Strange white holy light enveloped these people who knew they would sacrifice themselves, and the unfolding of the Sublimation Words caused the spatial anomalies, superimposed at the broken wall, to almost cover the blood-red banquet hall on the third floor.
Destined to sacrifice themselves here, but even delaying for one second for the descent of the righteous god was a victory for humanity.
This was like the limited times humanity had faced the descent of an evil god in past eras; they had made one mistake, and this time there could be no hesitation whatsoever.
“Cough cough~”
The figure sitting at one end of the long table, manipulating the knife and fork, coughed, and all the Sublimation Words ceased.
Just like the Thirteen Ring Sorcerer, they were swallowed by the blood mist the moment they entered here, losing all ability to control their bodies, and rigidly sought their seats.
“No!”
Iluna struggled to get up, supporting herself on the ground, and people finally noticed that there was actually another person here.
“God should not be in the human world,” the one-eyed girl said, spitting blood, not daring to look up at the ethereal figure at the end of the table, but her words were unusually firm: “The Balance of the material world has been broken by you.”
The golden Balance behind her rose above her head, and its golden glow actually allowed the high-ranking Sorcerers of the church to temporarily regain their ability to move.
“Iluna?”
“Bei Ya Si?”
“The Chosen actually appeared!”
“Oh, God, the whispering chapters are real?”
The spiritual light of various Miracles, curses, and divine spells flickered, but the power of the god still suppressed everything in this blood-red banquet hall.
After briefly breaking free from control, the people at the long table only retained the ability to speak; they closed their eyes and lowered their heads, on the verge of consciousness and unconsciousness, unwilling to perceive their surroundings.
And the brown-haired, one-eyed girl stiffly got up and silently pulled out a chair beside the long table covered with a clean white tablecloth.
The sound of the chair being pulled was not harsh, and she sat down.