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Chapter 189: Chapter 185: Only a Monster Can Deal with a Monster (Seeking Monthly Pass) Chapter 189: Chapter 185: Only a Monster Can Deal with a Monster (Seeking Monthly Pass) Core ritual city.

The ancient castle located in the suburbs of the city was gradually taking shape from the twisted gray fog as the ritual began.

Countless heretical cultists surged in from the outside, chanting the revered name of the Great Crimson Moon.

In the deepest part of the castle,

a sacrificial altar inscribed with dense and mysterious blood runes was the standing ground for a Bloodbeard Priest holding a scepter.

Beneath his feet, around the altar of blood runes, streams of fresh blood were gushing out, and upon closer inspection, one could see that this blood was slowly filling the gaps of the blood rune altar, turning the entire altar into pure blood color.

That moment would also mark the completion of the ritual.

The Bloodbeard Priest revealed a smile.

At this moment, he donned a luxurious blue ceremonial robe, his face restoring to the true appearance of a Bloodbeard person, almost the same height as a Blue Star human, with one head, two hands, and two feet.

The difference was the ring of slightly writhing blood-colored tentacles around the entire head of Priest Pukala.

They resembled hair, like whiskers, only they moved and were much thicker.

Expanding and contracting as if breathing.

Priest Pukala was also breathing, gazing out of the castle at the Blood Moon hanging high in the night sky, his face full of devotion.

And intoxication.

Feeling the rituals at various sites steadily progressing, his power growing incessantly, he couldn’t help but indulge himself.

The legendary mythic level was now within his reach!

“With this ritual, my true body can forcibly enter Blue Star and then harness the power of the ritual blood sacrifice for the seventh Awakening! I have at least a seventy percent chance!”

“After stepping into the mythic level, my true body can still remain on Blue Star, and with the power of the mythic level combined with the support of His Imperial Scarlet Eminence, we can push Blue Star into the Ghastly Realm in a short time before the interference of other Evil Gods’ priests and offer the complete origin of Blue Star to the Great Master!”

“By then, this Priest shall also stabilize the realm of the mythic level with the Master’s reward and become a truly divine being!”

Within the great Church of the Crimson Moon, he, Priest Pukala, would also be a true personage.

And his Bloodbeard tribe would ascend to a noble higher race because of him.

They shall rise to the heavens in a single bound!

And now, only a few hours remain until that ascent.

“If that old Maggot Man were here, this Priest would worry about the ritual being disrupted, but now, just some Blue Star natives?”

“The power this Priest left at each ritual site alone is something those Blue Star natives could hardly withstand, let alone disrupt the ritual.”

“The seventh Awakening to the mythic level is drawing nearer.”

“Hehehehehe—”

Pukala knew all too well that the more critical the moment, the less one can afford to be careless, even theoretically, since this ritual held the advantage of time, place, and people, and was supposed to be invulnerable to disruption.

Still, he repressed his excitement and exhilaration, checking on the status of the six ritual sites from time to time, so that he could remedy any unforeseen issues promptly.

Sure enough, a slight hitch did occur.

“The action of this world’s natives is indeed swift.”

Pukala, who had orchestrated the conquest of several worlds and seen countless more, knew that among them, there were humans far more powerful than those of Blue Star.

In some worlds, humans were naturally endowed with mighty spirit forces.

In others, human bodies were more in tune with the mystical, making Awakening easier.

These worlds, after the advent of the mystical and the emergence of the Evil Tide, progressed faster and gave birth to more powerful beings than Blue Star, making them tougher nuts to crack for priests like him, but at the same time, they were more valuable prizes.

Nevertheless, their performance after the mystical advent and the rise of Mysterious Evil fell short of that of Blue Star.

Pukala did not expect that his ritual had only just begun when quite a number of Blue Star’s native powers, including many Awakeners, rushed to the ritual sites, intending to stop his ritual.

Even a substantial number of experts emerged.

“Fortunately, these are after all just the native masters of Blue Star.”

“For the old Maggot Man, who is also a priest, this ritual would not be hard to disrupt, but for the Blue Star natives who lack even the basics of mystic studies, once my ritual has started, disrupting it will not be so easy.”

“However, to be cautious, I must hasten to kill those Blue Star masters who have intruded into the ritual sites.”

Priest Pukala issued the command.

He remained at ease.

At most, these Blue Star natives might, by fluke, disrupt one or two ritual nodes, but finding all the ritual nodes and disrupting them in the correct order was impossible.

There was no need for unwarranted worries.

With the Great Crimson Moon watching over him, how could there be any accidents?

Just waiting to ascend to the mythic level.

“Hehehehehe—”

Pukala couldn’t help but laugh out loud, but suddenly, his laughter came to an abrupt halt.

A mouthful of old blood was violently spit out, spraying the ground.

“My ritual… how could it… possibly… ”

…

The White-headed Eagle Federation, Area 51.

Satellites in the sky observed from a distance, clearly seeing seven glaring blood-red columns of light soaring up and illuminating the night sky over Blue Star World.

However, at this moment,

four of the blood-red columns began to flicker, dimming with each flash, until they completely vanished.

This sudden change immediately alarmed the entirety of Area 51.

The leader bellowed,

“Contact our secret combat team in Wanta Country right now, I want to know what just happened!”

…

White Bear Country, ritual city.

Just a few seconds ago, the heretical cultists fighting the Awakeners of the Secret Security Bureau suddenly went mad and charged toward a certain location.

The Secret Security Bureau combat personnel, although unclear of the reason, promptly made a desperate effort to stop them.

Whatever the enemy wanted to do, it was right for them to prevent it.

But these cultists were not afraid of death, their crazed demeanor instilling fear in them; they could do nothing but try their best to block them, stopping some in the process.

Powerlessly, they watched as the remaining cultists skirted past them, heading toward a particular place in the city.

They hadn’t run far when the heretical cultists suddenly became stiff, their bodies shriveled as if drained of all blood, and in a short while, they collapsed one by one, bereft of the breath of life.

The Awakeners of White Bear Country were both horrified and bewildered.

The red light in their field of vision was rapidly fading, and to their astonishment, the Red Moon hanging high in the night sky had disappeared as well, as if the city had reverted to its former state.

If one didn’t look at the blood spilled everywhere, and the surrounding ruins and rubble.

“Have we… won?”

…

‘Ding!’

‘Notice: You have completed the special mission “The Heretical Cult’s Ritual”×4, would you like to proceed with the rewards settlement?’

‘Notice: The special mission “The Heretical Cult’s Ritual” has a total of seven parts, as interconnected tasks, which can also be completed all at once for an integrated higher-level task before settling, at which time more generous rewards will be obtained.’

‘Notice: Choose to settle immediately or delay the settlement.’

“Delay the settlement.”

Regardless of reward size, Fang You had no interest in checking the rewards right now.

The destruction of these four ritual sites could be said to have gone very smoothly, but it didn’t mean that victory was already at hand.

“As I expected, these seven ritual sites are connected yet can exist independently,” Fang You mused.

“And compared to the four smaller cities, City of Mist and Wave City clearly possess more ritual power and more cultists. The heretical priests won’t be careless now.”

“The real battle is just beginning now.”

…

“Curse these Blue Star people!”

“But the ritual of this Priest has not yet failed!”

Pukala’s eyes were full of hatred.

The loss of the four ritual keystones reduced his chances of advancing to the seventh level of Awakening from seventy percent to twenty percent. Luckily, at the moment of near destruction at those four ritual sites, he used the power of the ritual to drain the blood of all associated cultists, compensating for some of the losses.

He still had a thirty percent chance!

He still had an opportunity!

Yet there was a shadow in Pukala’s eyes as he ordered, “The rituals in City of Mist and Wave City cannot fail again. Kill! Exterminate all elements that might interfere with the ritual!”

…

In Wave City,

The head of the Ultra Combat Unit, one of the top powerhouses of Wavemist Nation, ‘Prince’ Anderson, was leading an elite team in sniping those heretical cultists.

The Ultra Combat Unit, in alliance with the military bases near Wave City, had brought out many heavy weapons.

The continuous rattle of machine guns and the thunderous explosions were non-stop.

Armed helicopters circled in the sky while armored vehicles drove into the city.

This was Wave City, the capital of Wavemist Nation. Whether in terms of military strength or the power of Awakeners, it was top-notch and had always been the safest city in the nation.

Until today, when countless heretical cultists appeared.

Like a plague of locusts.

Anderson felt a chill creep over his scalp, “How did heretical cultists appear under our watch? We’ve already screened the area!”

He had no time to ponder this problem and was engaged in constant combat.

But there were too many cultists, even including members of their own Ultra Combat Unit who were screaming with fervor, having turned to evil!

What was even more troublesome was that more and more Mysterious Evils were emerging in and around Wave City.

“Lord Anderson, a powerful Evil Tide has appeared in the south and is approaching the central district.”

“Let’s go!”

Dealing with the heretical cultists was still manageable with firepower, but when it came to battling Mysterious Evils, they could only rely on the strength of the Awakeners themselves.

Of course, there were also Awakened Weapons and oddities.

Armed with two potent oddities, Anderson rushed forward, cutting a path through blood and Flame. Filled with rage, he slew Mysterious Evils one after another, then suddenly stopped in his tracks.

“What on Earth is that?”

“Godzilla?”

The other members of the Ultra Combat Unit froze too, terror etching their faces.

In their sight, still far off beyond the towering skyscrapers, a monstrous creature several dozen meters in height, scarcely smaller compared to the buildings, was striding step by step toward the city center.

The ground quaked beneath its colossal weight.

Each skyscraper in the shadow of the dark behemoth was like a toy, casually swatted aside, the buildings crumbling and collapsing like fragile blocks.

Even from kilometers away, an ineffable fear surged through them, and sinister whisperings began echoing in their ears.

They couldn’t muster the courage to resist.

Anderson felt much the same.

Even with powerful oddities at hand, he didn’t believe he stood a chance against such monstrosities.

How could anyone possibly withstand it!

This was not something humans could resist!

“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!”

“This accursed world!”

While he wanted to charge forward, his feet were rooted to the spot.

The dark monster opened its massive jaws, spewing forth a pillar of black light accompanied by deafening explosions. In its destructive wake, buildings in the vicinity began to tilt and collapse.

Huge blocks of concrete plummeted downward.

A mother cried out, a little girl fell to the ground, eyes widening at the sight of the expanding mass of steel and concrete and the increasingly tilted skyscraper.

A figure appeared before the little girl, her black hair billowing, eyes tranquil as a still lake.

She crouched down, gently embracing the girl, covering her eyes from the horrific sight.

From those serene eyes burst forth a deep blue glow, and beneath her, a blackness as dark as ink spread out, like a portal to the Netherworld.

Within that abyss, a huge dark hand reached out, pillar-like, effortlessly supporting the collapsing building.

A creature just as terrifying was now slowly awakening from within that jet-black Netherworld realm.