Xia De's right hand drew a brilliant light in the air, the sharp blade of Silver Moon cut through the curtain of blood mist, and slashed at the woman who was lightly kissing the ring.
But besides leaving another wound on her forehead, it had no effect at all.
The woman was laughing wildly, laughing wildly in the last moments of her life, and she recited the incantation that Xia De hadn't been able to hear clearly last time:
"The transformation of positive and negative is the beginning of a new life!"
She put on the ring, and thick smoke immediately billowed from her tattered body.
Mrs. Lasoya slowly closed her eyes, her life coming to an end.
At this moment, black smoke enveloped the woman's body.
Xia De, wanting to stop him, heard the whisper again, heard the chewing in the black smoke, and heard the curses of countless voices.
He reached out to plunge into the black smoke, at least to do something.
But a boot extending from the black smoke kicked Xia De back against the wall.
The black smoke disappeared, and a young man wearing a white pebble ring stood in the blood mist of the corridor.
He turned his neck once and snapped his fingers behind him.
With the appearance of steam mist and the sound of a whistle, the Hexacle Arcanist's Destiny Ring flickered behind the man, reflected in the eyes of Xia De, who was slumped against the wall:
"Gender transformation, it can actually..."
The doctor's desperate blow failed to kill the enemy, which wasn't because they were too weak.
At this moment, Xia De actually experienced the feeling of the man in the burgundy formal suit before his death not long ago.
"Yes, the Secret keeper-level relic, the Ring of Metamorphosis, replaces a completely different body while changing gender.
Although this damned ring has given me some hobbies I didn't have before, the ring itself is worth the price."
The Hexacle Arcanist Jack Deon laughed.
He was wearing a crisp black formal suit, and his leather shoes shone under the gaslight.
The smoke and messy corridor behind him, and the unconscious people, all seemed to highlight his triumph:
"Hmm? Your clothes look familiar.
Oh, that's not important, although I don't know where you guys came from..."
He said loudly, like giving a speech at a major public occasion, his clear pronunciation made Xia De want to punch him.
He was showing off, such a heaven-defying reversal achieved before death, he couldn't possibly not want to show off:
"But this time, it's clear I won."
The Ling Rune flickered with spiritual light in the Destiny Ring behind him, and the black-iron colored Ling Rune, which Xia De interpreted as 【Corpse Experiment】, was triggering a Miracle.
But this Miracle was actively paused before it was released, and the man looked at Xia De and suddenly laughed:
"The living sacrifices needed for the ritual are still not quite enough.
The woman over there is having her period, her defiled blood is not suitable, these two men are too old, and the host of the banquet won't like them."
Taking two steps forward, he picked up the heavily injured Xia De and then threw him into the banquet hall, to "reunite" with the dozens of people who had already fainted there.
The Detective rolled on the blood-red wool carpet, finally stopping when he hit the leg of a long table.
Struggling to open his eyes and face the doorway, he saw that the double golden doors, which had been broken by Miss Louisa, slowly stood up and closed again under the man's 【Metal Repair】 Ling Rune's Miracle.
Xia De, lying by the long table in the banquet hall, could only see through the closing door crack that the man, with his hands behind his back, ignored the other three fallen people and walked up the stairs to the second floor, where the Ring術士 squad below was his opponent.
The door slammed shut, and blood light flickered in the room, gradually blurring Xia De's eyes.
He didn't know if this was a sign of his impending death, or a sign of an evil god about to appear.
His vision gradually blurred, and he finally had a chance to cast a spell on himself, but the spell could only ensure False Immortality, not prevent him from falling into a coma due to severe injuries.
But—
The small book in his pocket quietly emitted a soft glow, and the sentences written a few minutes ago were taking effect.
The Poet Grade relic 【Orb of Silver Moon】 hanging on his chest was affected by that light and also emitted a silver glow.
This Poet Grade relic was extremely weak and wouldn't easily lose control, but under the influence of the script, the Orb cracked, and the silver light directly shot into Xia De's head.
If there were no accidents, he would fall into permanent madness because of the Silver Moon.
Xia De, in a coma, suddenly woke up in his dream.
The chaotic dream was replaced by a familiar one, and he felt the night wind.
Looking around, he was now standing on a field ridge at night, Xia De slowly raised his head and saw a huge Silver Moon hanging among the stars, hanging above the sea of stars.
He was under the Silver Moon, and the Silver Moon was in his eyes.
The sacred light intoxicated Xia De, and the strange light traces of the Silver Moon under the night sky, the power of the Silver Moon brought by the relic's loss of control, were deeply imprinted in his mind.
He suddenly felt that he finally understood "Silver Moon," understood this strange power.
He stretched out his right hand, his fingers trying to touch the moon disk under the night sky.
And at this moment, the Destiny Ring deeply hidden in his soul rotated, and the core rune 【Silver Moon】 glowed faintly.
The increased understanding of Silver Moon stimulated the rune to resonate with the dream, forcibly waking Xia De to prevent him from going mad due to the Moon's Dream.
But all the power of the out-of-control relic was engraved in this momentary memory, making Xia De feel as if the Silver Moon was in his heart.
He didn't know how long he had been unconscious; when he woke up, he could only see the dim banquet hall, where the blood mist was so thick it seemed to dye the world red.
The air was chillingly cold, and the bloody color seemed to want to seep into his body through his pores.
The mad whisper seemed to presage something bad was about to happen, enduring the severe pain and the trembling of his body, he felt that 【False Immortality】 was actually consumed due to being too severely injured, and the effect of the spell could actually be negated if he suffered severe damage again shortly after it was cast.
"This is bad, I need to leave the banquet hall quickly, otherwise..."
He struggled to stand up, leaning on the long table covered with a pristine white tablecloth, but just at this moment—
Clang~
A crisp sound seemed to ring directly in his head; someone was striking a bell with a small hammer, this was the signal for the banquet to begin.
The vibrating metallic sound vibrated his spirit and soul, and illusions appeared again before his eyes, making Xia De almost unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
The bloody banquet hall was replacing the normal banquet hall, and the living sacrifices who had arrived before him were also awakened by the sound of the bell at this moment.
The Blood Feast had begun.
Xia De turned to run towards the great door, but his body was completely out of control.
High-dimensional power descended, and mortals were, after all, just mortals.
Blood seeped from all his five senses simultaneously, he trembled, slowly turned and looked at the main seat of the banquet hall, looking at the end of the long table.
He heard it, he heard the ringing of the bell for the banquet to begin;
He saw it, he saw silver and gold vessels filled with fresh human organs appearing one by one on the empty tabletop;
He smelled it, he smelled the sweet scent of food in the bloody thick fog;
He touched it, he touched the blood corpses hanging from the ceiling.
He felt it—
He felt it! At the other end of the long table, a figure in a red robe seemed to cross over from a distant dimension, its form gradually becoming clear.