The Whispering Verses

Chapter 812: The sealed [Red Moon]

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Xia De felt the power of the red butterfly, and the weak girls in the ice coffin opened their eyes and looked at their bodies happily regaining warmth. Xia De carried them out, and Sister Defulin also came over at this moment:

"So, what do we do now?"

The nun asked softly. Shade ignored the cat that was making dissatisfied noises and looked at the side wall of the palace hall.

The wall with the tapestry seemed to melt away, revealing people fighting under the moon in the sky at the foot of Mount Sikar outside the maze.

The church has completely gained the upper hand. The giant undead beast that was born from the giant cocoon, with a giant human head as its core and countless limbs growing on the outside, is still resisting stubbornly.

The starry sky is dotted with tiny dots of spiritual light. At this moment, countless souls are still running on the path of broken light on the top of the mountain, but the path and the water in the starry sky have become blurred. The dark moon is about to disappear again, and the star whales will also end their short journey in the material world and return to the outer space of the star world:

"This night is really long."

Shade sighed, then looked at the giant dragon's head in the terrifying undead aggregate:

“It’s time to end this.”

"Yes, but I must remind you that although the giant undead is afraid of the power from the top of the mountain, even in your current maze state, you cannot defeat it."

The nun said, Shade naturally knew this:

"Defeating it is the responsibility of the church and you. I just want to speed up the process. Is it afraid of the power here? I will attract its attention. Sister, can you let your real body return to the battlefield and find the right opportunity to finish it off?"

"no problem."

As she spoke, the nun took a small step back. She was still standing there, but Shade felt that she had left:

"Is the one here a clone? That's OK..."

Then he quietly asked the two girls beside him:

"Let me borrow your strength."

The weak girls nodded, and as the red butterflies flew out of the ice coffin, they also dispersed into a group of butterflies and flew towards Shade. Another ice coffin fell from the sky, and Shade held Miss Fiona Drago's hand, and the latter also turned into a phantom and merged into Shade's body.

The power of the "princesses" is the power of Shade. Not only can he call them in the maze, but he can also borrow their power:

“It’s time to end this.”

Shade temporarily handed the reluctant cat over to the nun's clone to take care of, then walked towards the completely melted gap in the wall until he reached the edge, then looked up at the brilliant starry sky above his head:

“In fact, I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.”

Standing in the maze, feeling all the power of the Red Butterfly, he held the Higgs Dragon Head Stone in his right hand.

"We are now inside the maze. Even if we can see the reality outside, we cannot touch it."

Sister Defulin's clone once again whispered a reminder that this clone ability did not come from the power of the chosen one, but from the magic of the eleventh-ring sorcerer.

"I understand. No matter what happens later, please..."

"You're in town now."

The path of broken light turned into real broken light and disappeared under the starry sky. But the silver moon did not disappear, instead it gradually moved to a higher place in the starry sky.

It was snowing, and the snowflakes were falling from the sky, surprising Iluna who was throwing the Sun Gun again over the city.

She looked up at the starry sky, wondering why it was snowing on such a late autumn night.

"Look down there!"

A voice reminded her to look down. It was no longer Midhill Castle City, but a quaint old town. Iluna could even clearly see the moonlit street, the shop windows on the street, and the black iron street lamps...

"This is Shade's..."

The two puzzles of the little match girl and the sleeping princess overlapped, and even pulled the monsters born in the narrow space, as well as the three thirteenth-ring warlocks and countless high-ring warlocks into the puzzle. If it weren't for the gifts from those souls, Shade couldn't have done it even if he became a high-ring warlock.

He was standing at the edge of the castle, and the match girl was standing beside him with a small basket, looking down at the snowy city below with him. Shade closed his mouth and took a deep breath.

He straightened his chest and raised his head slightly. Under the starry sky with falling snow, the silver moonlight, the dazzling moonlight, shot out uncontrollably from the corners of Shade's mouth, eyes, nose, ears, and even every tiny pore on his face. His chest made a creepy sound, and with the power of the Red Dragon Witch, the silver light emitted merged with the red butterfly light around his body. Even before he opened his mouth, the undead beast that was suddenly pulled into the maze sensed the impending danger.

He was already instinctively terrified because the god had appeared on the top of the mountain. Even though he knew that the attack could not cause decisive damage, he still gave up all confrontation with the surrounding ring warlocks. His face, which had grown countless limbs, turned towards the direction of Mount Sikar and towards the huge castle that had appeared on the top of the mountain at some point in time.

The terrifying giant face opened its mouth, and the last bit of strength in the narrow space turned into black light and gathered in its mouth.

"roar!"

Almost at the same time, Shade and the giant face made a sound that, if it were in the real world, would have echoed throughout the entire Rommel Mountains.

The black beam of light and the holy silver beam of light wrapped with red butterflies broke through the snowy sky and collided head-on under the moonlight.

The black light and the silver light made the starry sky look dim. If the terrible energy shock had not occurred in the maze, the city of Midhill Castle would have become history.

Shad was losing ground, the scenery inside the maze was fading quickly, and clear cracks appeared on the castle walls. Even if he unfolded the maze, he was no match for this monster.

“Good opportunity!”

The thirteenth ring warlock of the Church of Nature, the middle-aged man with green hair, shouted loudly:

"Don't hold back, this is the final attack!"

The three thirteenth ring sorcerers of the Orthodox Church and the headmaster of Saint Byron shouted the words of sublimation at the same time:

Mechanical psychedelic city, creating life!

The calm lake echoes the secrets under the moon!

A hero of trickery and murder, slaying demons with a sword!

The Silver Age is fading away, and I am willing to be the last gatekeeper!

Four rays of light illuminated the sky, and at the same time, people around who were able to attack, whether they were church ring wizards, witches, or ring wizards from all over the Old Continent, all used their strongest attacks.

The scenery of the maze was peeling off in large pieces, but correspondingly, the undead aggregate containing the element of terrible whispers lost more than one-third of its body almost instantly under the heavy blow of the church. The "Trace of the Holy Tree" was suppressing the power of the undead as much as possible. After losing the huge number of undead in the narrow space, the outcome of this battle was no longer in suspense.

The high-level warlocks suppressed the undead beasts, and the ring warlocks in the city and the mountains made the ritual array of "The Trace of the Sacred Tree" appear in the air little by little. At this time, no matter which organization they belonged to, the living used their greatest strength to complete the end of this battle.

The brilliant colors in the sky completely illuminated the night sky. Iluna also knew that this was the final moment. She rode the spirit horse high into the sky, and the dark golden scale behind her rose into the air.

I switched the Night Watchman from my left hand to my right hand, and grasped the sword with my right palm. Even though my palm was cut, the blood soaked my heart and made it clear, and I didn't feel the rune of the sword slashing the demon at all:

"balance!"

The dark golden light spread, and the seriously injured giant undead was further suppressed.

"Sunshine! Bless me!"

With her right hand holding high the Night's Watchman dripping with her own blood, and with her left hand holding the reins, the spirit horse launched a final charge forward. Iluna suddenly leaped off the horse's back and came under the night sky.

At this moment, Xia De's voice rang in her ears:

"The first wish, the second wish, the third wish, the fourth wish, the chosen one will defeat the enemy from the narrow space."

The shadows of the matches flashed in Iluna's eyes one by one. The surging sense of power made the scale behind her, which symbolized the ancient gods, shine even more powerfully.

The 17-year-old girl's long hair swayed in the air, and she grabbed the sword of the Night Watchman with both hands at the same time. The golden thunder spread from her fingertips to the silver sword. The golden thunder extended to both ends of the long sword until it broke through the restraint of the long sword.

At the same time, Sister Defulin, wearing a black-grey nun's robe, also came to a higher place in the moonlight, and a huge black-robed figure slowly appeared behind her under the moonlight. The giant black sickle, with embers of fire swaying in the cracks on its surface, slashed towards the surface of the undead aggregate born in the narrow space.

The power of death and the end penetrated the terrible undead, and because its attention was drawn to Shad, it didn't even have time to resist.

The sickle passed, and traces of shattering appeared in the space. Amid the roar of the undead beast, a sun-like light shone above everyone's head. Looking up, Iluna held high in her hand a golden thunder spear that seemed taller than Mount Xikar, and under the deep starry sky, she shouted out the most powerful wish in her heart:

"Sunshine Gun!"

Thunder roared, and the Sunlight Spear pierced through the giant undead that was pierced by the Grim Reaper's scythe but was still in a stalemate with Shade.

The range of the maze suddenly shrank, pushing everyone back to the night sky of the real world. The undead pierced by the sunlight spear were "nailed" under the night sky, and the spear shining with golden light illuminated the entire sea of stars.

The eleven life rings behind the nun appeared. After becoming the chosen one, the "death" spirit rune became her new core spirit rune. The rune flickered with light, and the nun waved the black sickle transformed from the life ring in her hand, and lightly slashed it in the air. Black cracks appeared under the body of the undead beast, and it was about to be beaten back into the narrow space.

"Beas, seal it!"

Mr. Lacon Mathis of the Church of the Sun shouted and threw one of the ritual symbols hanging on his chest, the Holy Emblem of the Sun, to Iluna. "The Mark of the Holy Tree" is a divine ritual centered on the three churches of Nature, Sun, and Dawn, with the Church of Nature being the main one.

At the same time, the remaining ring wizards in the sky urgently changed their positions, and the brightness of the divine light flashing in the city and Mount Sikar reached its peak.

Iluna took the holy emblem in the air, and then fell towards the Sunlight Spear until she held the top of the spear with both hands. As she continued to fall, the Sunlight Spear pierced the undead and pushed it into the black crack.

The light flickering on the Sun Spear gradually dimmed in the process, until the undead beast completely disappeared in the dark crack, and only the Night Watchman was left in Iluna's hand.

The ritual array of the divine ritual "Traces of the Holy Tree" lit up in the entire Xikar Mountain area, and Iluna stood in the air under the starry sky, on the central ritual array with a tree emblem.

She remembered what Xia De had asked her to do, knelt on one knee in the air, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and thrust it into the center of the ceremony:

"The Mark of the Sacred Tree!"

At that moment, with Iluna's sword as the center, the spreading green glow gradually replaced the golden divine light. Even ordinary people who had not fallen asleep in this turbulent night could see not only the bright trace on the top of Mount Xikar that was left towards the starry sky, but also a green trace in the sea of stars.