“A god has descended! There are other benevolent gods in the sixth epoch!”
Someone by the long dining table said, but everyone was forced to avert their gaze from the figure at the end of the street; this was also an existence mortals could not gaze upon.
A colossal silver Moon hung high overhead, and the blood mist swept back in. The god at the end of the long dining table and the god at the end of the road gazed at each other across this long night.
Time seemed to stand still at the moment, as the blood-red light and the silver Moonlight intertwined. The ground was in Vibration, the wind roared, and it seemed as if the world itself was uneasy.
“Moonlight!”
A gentle voice resounded in the hearts of everyone present who could still maintain consciousness. The god in the silver Moonlight pointed to the sky, and a brilliant trail of light illuminated from his fingertips. The instantaneous holy radiance dispelled the blood mist from at least half of the City.
He walked along the road towards the mansion, the silver Moonlight trailing behind him as if to be permanently etched into space.
A colossal flesh shadow hung high in the sky, its twisted and massive body roaring. The flesh trembled, and clumps of filthy blood dripped around the mansion. The blood mist surged back, and at the boundary between the silver light and the blood-red light, black lightning crackled intermittently.
The Blood Feast Lord at the end of the long table held a knife and fork, giving a slight flick, and the dining knife in his hand flew out of the hole in the wall.
The white-robed God walking from the road did not stop. A silver greatsword, shimmering with holy light, appeared beside him, then charged directly into the sky. The greatsword severed the dining knife, then flew towards the mansion. But around the mansion, a blood-red, hemispherical transparent barrier appeared silently, then silently swallowed the silver greatsword that seemed capable of cleaving through everything.
The God continued to walk towards the mansion, and overhead, the silver Moon, which had broken a large hole in the blood mist, seemed to be getting closer and closer.
An eerie silence lasted for a moment, then people realized that the silver Moon was not just *seeming* to approach.
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-red barrier enveloping the mansion.
Boom~
The explosion at the moment caused a wave of sound to sweep through the blood mist and dust, like a shockwave across the City.
The ground was in Vibration, and even the tableware and long table in the Blood Feast on the third floor of the mansion were vibrating.
The sound of shattering glass almost pierced the eardrums of everyone present. The blood-red barrier dented, then disintegrated piece by piece, and large quantities of blood drops fell to the ground. And the falling silver Moon, summoned by the God, simultaneously transformed into speckles of light, scattering into light points 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 certain 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 truly was.
Even if the God descending into the material world resembled a human, he was not human. In his eyes, the filthy flesh that had devoured the entire mansion was the true body of the Saint.
The silver greatsword and the summoned meteor could only be considered a superficial clash between the two. Their power levels were not vastly different, but the problem was that Xia De's divinity was only a single drop, and a third of it had already been burned away.
The falling silver Moon temporarily gave him the upper hand. At the moment the spatial confinement loosened, his body vanished into the silver Moonlight.
Speckles of silver light finally entered the Blood Feast on the third floor through the hole in the wall. Within the light, the figure of the white-robed God reappeared.
The Blood Feast Lord showed no reaction, so Xia De, following the guidance he had received 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 gazed at each other across the long table. Mortals tightly closed their eyes, their bodies trembling, wishing intensely that they could become even smaller at this moment. Even with their eyes closed, they could still perceive that two behemoths were staring at each other. Even with their eyes closed, the whispers in their ears and the two intertwined eerie songs could not be escaped.
A moment later, a gentle and extraordinarily solemn voice reappeared in everyone's heart.
“Can you leave?”
“The banquet is insufficient.”
This was another voice, like the sound of slimy flesh dragging across the ground, or the murmur of a malevolent spirit in a tomb.
A golden empty bowl appeared before Xia De, but he shook his head, not throwing anything into the bowl.
A card appeared between his fingers. Only in this state could he feel that it truly did not possess much power, yet it indeed concealed a trace of the essence of an ancient god's power.
According to the hint given by Miss Felianna, he injected divine power into it.
all things are impermanent · Balance.
Divine radiance floated on the card. Xia De waved his two fingers, and the card was thrown onto the table. In the dark golden luster, a colossal scale appeared on the card, and on the table. One side pointed to the Lord of the Blood Banquet in red formal wear, and the other side pointed to Xia De in white robes.
Iluna Bayas suddenly opened her right eye.
The ancient and sacred aura that accompanied the appearance of the scale made the already unwell mortals even harder to remain conscious. But Iluna Bayas felt that the luster of the scale directly restored her state completely.
She could open her eyes and see the contents of the card on the table. Then, her single eye looked at the God radiating holy white light all over his body.
Two silver eyeballs flew out from the sleeve of the white robe and landed on the side of the dark golden scale pointing towards him. The silver eyeballs caused the scale above the card to press down, tilting towards Xia De:
“Leave.”
The dark golden luster from the scale covered the table. The blood mist thinned a little, and the blood-red light was also suppressed.
The two eyes were the magic eyes, Gluttony's Silver. Xia De considered this a meal for the evil god opposite him, in response to his “banquet is insufficient.” Even as a relic, the two eyes certainly could not satisfy the opponent's demands, but the scale summoned from 【Genesis · Balance】 represented the power of the ancient god of Balance. Xia De, manipulating Balance through divinity, believed this was a fair trade, and thus the scale tilted towards him. The essence of “Balance” suppressed the Blood Feast Lord.
This was the key to victory given by the world's most powerful Great Witch, who lived five thousand years ago.
“Not enough.”
A viscous, slimy voice came from all directions. Even when suppressed, he was still not satisfied with merely these two eyes as a meal.
The blood-red light once again spread towards Xia De, its luster devouring the holy silver light around him. But suddenly, a long whistle sounded, and the Gluttony rune appeared on the God's forehead. The stone mask was pressed onto his face by the white-robed Saint, and the relic, Another Face, shattered instantly.
But then, the same blood-red light illuminated on Xia De's body. The power of Gluttony originating from the Blood Feast Lord intertwined with the power of the relic after its divine sublimation. A massive stone ghost face illusion, wreathed in silver and blood-red light, appeared at his side, opening its mouth wide and devouring the surging blood light.
The stone ghost face shattered, and golden traces of light gathered little by little in Xia De's hand. In a brief clash, he unexpectedly devoured a drop of divinity. But this kind of thing could only be done once, relying on the suppression of ancient god power, because there was almost no difference in power between the two sides; the other party was, after all, the true God.
With divinity integrated into himself, Xia De hesitated for a moment, then reached out and plucked out his left eye. The eyeball fell into the scale, and his eye grew back again. This sacrifice was meaningless; he only paid with a regenerative physical body. But his special form of existence meant that Xia De Hamilton's body was the God's true form, and the plucked eyeball was a part of the divine body, thus forming a more powerful sacrifice.
“Leave.”
In the blood-red banquet hall, the dark golden scale quietly floated above the table. Three eyeballs caused the scale to tilt even further in Xia De's direction. The dark golden light, with an even more dominant posture, suppressed the true owner of this Blood Feast.
The Saint put down his knife and fork and looked at the dark golden scale:
“Not enough!”
Profound, distorted blood light surged from the Saint's body, but was once again suppressed by the ancient god's scale.
The white-robed God reached out to pluck his left eye again, but the Blood Feast Lord spoke to stop him. The fleshy mass of the Saint's true form wriggled uneasily above the mansion. The blood mist that had not yet been dispelled by the Moonlight gathered back, and he was accumulating power:
“Not enough!”
The collision of chaotic energy and rules almost caused the mortals present to collapse, but the silver Moon was protecting them, protecting everyone here. The Blood Feast Lord wanted to make a desperate move. Xia De said softly:
“By the ancient god, the Judge, as witness, in this duel, the injured shall depart.”
Xia De could keep plucking eyeballs, even a hundred wouldn't matter, but suppressing the Saint's power, still relying on the scale manipulated by divinity, he couldn't sustain it much longer. And he knew that Xia De could continue to suppress him with the golden scale, so he would definitely not refuse such a proposal that could end quickly:
“Alright.”
The dark golden scale hung high above the Blood Feast dining table. The white-robed God and the red-robed Saint simultaneously slammed the table.
The long table disappeared from the third floor of the mansion, then abruptly appeared above Tobesk in the night sky. The night wind made the white tablecloth rustle, and the mortals around the long table felt the warm wind of midsummer.
The surroundings were misty with blood, the silver Moon was visible, and below was an unusually quiet Tobesk, with the gaslight glimmering like stars in the blood-red. (Note)
The howling night wind swept across the faces of the mortals. For a moment, as the gods accumulated power, their pressure finally lessened. They could feel that their current location was no longer indoors, but only Iluna Bayas could still open her eyes.
At the two ends of the dining table suspended under the Moonlight, the two gods gazed at each other.
Iluna saw a red, alluring halo emerge around the Blood Feast Lord, and saw a colossal flesh shadow appear as if from another side of space, gradually overlapping with the Saint's position.
Iluna saw the silver-white light on the white-robed God's body gradually weaken. He pushed back his chair and stood up.
The white-robed God stood in the night sky, a silver Moon wheel quietly resting behind him, and 【Genesis · Silver Moon】 appeared in his hand.