Seeing the scarlet moon, the long-lost memories buried deep in Zepia's brain were revived.
"This, this is not what I created when I created 'Wallachian Nights';-"
Under the red moon, the pure white princess stood with her arms folded.
"Do you remember? In order to become a phenomenon, I drew power from the Red Moon. This power can only last until the Red Moon appears again."
"But Zhu Yue should still be in the future. My drive will last for a thousand years. Until then, I should remain in the form of 'Tatari'."
In response to Zepia's question, Her Royal Highness the Princess simply smiled coldly.
"When the drive ends, you return to your original form, right?"
"!"
Zepia's pupils suddenly contracted. Before he could ask, Her Royal Highness continued.
"If the thousand-year-long driving formula cannot get the correct answer, 'Valachia Night' will turn back into the dead disciple Zepia. This is the contract you made with Altruci."
"Wait, is this—"
"Yes, this is the end of your boring journey. Rejoice, for this is a sight you would have wasted a thousand years on."
"impossible!!!"
Zepia waved his hand violently, as if to confirm his judgment in this way.
"Time travel belongs to the realm of magic. How could you transfer the moon from a thousand years later?"
"This is a world where falsehood is realized as reality. Even though it's only for a short time, there's nothing I can't do here. In the words of 'Vallachia Nights', you and I are both rulers of falsehood. The difference is that my fantasy is better than yours, so your fantasy becomes a poor delusion."
"Valachia Night" is just the "King of Lies", who can only collect messages and materialize fear. Compared with the True Ancestor who can change reality with thoughts, there is an insurmountable gap. The "Tartari" spell he created has become the domain controlled by the princess.
Using this domain, Her Royal Highness the Princess created a miracle that she could not normally create—she materialized the Scarlet Moon that was supposed to appear a thousand years later out of thin air.
After figuring this out, Zepia asked in a trembling voice: "Then, my wish..."
"The end of the Drive is the end of humanity."
The princess' voice became increasingly cold, and her superior demeanor became increasingly distant.
"It's fine to rule over an uninhabited wilderness, but it's also painful to live a life with a predetermined outcome. I'm no longer interested in using my power against you who are helpless, and your script is unpleasant. Let's end it here, 'Night of Wallachia';."
As an alchemist and a Dead Apostle of one of the "Twenty-Seven Ancestors", Zepia Eltram Oberon once failed in his attempt to challenge the secret of the "Sixth Law", and his body dissipated. However, he had expected this result, and he completed the drive formula called "Tartari" in advance, so he successfully stayed in the world in the form of a powerful spirit particle diffusion that formed the body of the Dead Apostle, and reunited again after meeting the conditions to continue the challenge.
This will be repeated over and over again, and the drive of "Tatari" will continue until the end of the world. He dreams that after a long reincarnation, his body will be able to achieve the right result and reach the realm of "Sixth Law", but -
"Is this the result after an infinite amount of time?"
In response to Zepia's final questioning, Her Royal Highness the Princess made the final judgment.
"That's right. Even if you go through thousands of years of reincarnation, it's nothing but an impossible daydream. As a 'Tatari', wandering aimlessly is meaningless. After all, you are just a legend among humans. Legends disappear at any time. Your legend will disappear tonight!"
Shiki could hardly believe his ears when he heard Shion's retelling.
"Disappeared - does that mean we can defeat 'Tatali' tonight?"
"That's right." Shion was also surprised and happy. "He is neither 'Tartari' nor 'Night of Wallachia' now, but the vampire named Zepia before he became a phenomenon. If this is the case, if it is a physical entity, then there is no mistake. In the current state, as long as he is eliminated, the dead apostle named 'Tartari' will no longer exist!"
Zepia himself obviously knew this, but instead of giving up, he twitched all over and laughed loudly towards the sky. That distorted face was more devious than any facial expression.
"Hahahahaha! Really? Is that so? It can't be realized? Are you saying that even if 'Tatali' lasts for thousands of years, it can't be realized? Zhu Yue! But, I won't be destroyed! I am immortal! Even if it comes to an end tonight, I will not be destroyed!"
Along with endless laughter, Zepia burst out with boundless murderous intent. In other places, murderous intent is just an invisible thing, but in this realm where falsehood becomes reality, murderous intent will also become reality.
"As long as I kill you, the illusion will disappear. If I still cannot achieve the 'Sixth Method', then Midsummer Night's Dream will end here. Princess of the True Ancestor, I will suck your blood dry, and then use that power to research the next method."
This was the last method Zepia could think of, and it was also his last struggle! If it was the power of the last True Ancestor, the "God of the Present World", if it was the ability to change reality with fantasy, maybe there would be a way.
"My name is 'Vallachia Night'; I have become an immortal existence of phenomena. Even if I add the existing five laws, I still cannot reach a deeper mystery. Can't achieve it with a human body? Yes! Can't achieve it without a human body? Yes! If it is the realm of the gods, hehehehehe—"
The completely crazy alchemist began to move forward, step by step towards the Judge under the red moon. The black mist that had been blown away before reappeared and gathered towards him at an astonishing speed.
Orange, who was in sync with the puppet, suddenly covered his forehead: "A huge magical reaction was detected, and the malicious intelligence exceeded the threshold - damn, does he still retain such a powerful power?"
"I'm afraid so. 'Vallachia Night' was already 'one of the twenty-seven ancestors' before it became a disaster." Shion seemed to have sensed the changes through special means, and acted even more painful than Orange.
"What are you waiting for? Go and provide support immediately!" Liz Baife picked up her shield and walked out the door.
"We're going too." Akiha and Shiki looked at each other and hurriedly followed. The latter turned around and asked, "What about you?"
"I'll go too. I have to go." Shion bit her left hand again. "I have to defeat her myself."
"But your body—"
"It's okay, I'll recover soon." After taking two shaky steps, Shion's pace quickly regained its balance.
Orange stared at Shion's back thoughtfully, but ultimately did not stand up:
"I will stay here and continue to monitor. If anything unexpected happens, I will inform you in time."
"Okay!" Qiuye nodded, "Amber, go drive, we'll get there as fast as possible."
"Yes, Miss! Miss Orange, Emerald, I'll leave the house to you."
"Got it, sis."
The two maids bowed one after another without any hesitation. This time, there was no longer any rigidity or pretense in their actions, they were completely sincere.
Orange disconnected the image on the crystal ball. He first waved his hand at the empty space behind him, then drew a row of meaningless runes in the air, and finally lay down on the sofa with his eyes closed, muttering to himself:
"Little bastard, if you lose, I will make fun of you."
Then, she saw the amazing changes that took place in the boy, a development that she had never even imagined.
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