“If I had killed him that day, maybe everything would be different.”
Jielade shook his head with regret in his tone, “You are just victims of the Four Pillar God Heresy… If you hadn’t met him, you wouldn’t have been deceived, and your peaceful prison life wouldn’t have been ruined.”
“Asho Heath, you are indeed a source of disaster.”
“I don’t have the habit of shirking responsibility, nor do I think I was deceived,” Lana said, “On the contrary, I am grateful to him – if it weren’t for this series of events, my ritual would not have been completed, and I would not have gained emotions.”
“But we can agree on one thing about him: he is indeed a charming person, capable of creating an unpredictable stage of fate, and can make people escape from their daily lives… like wings.”
“Wings?”
“He allows all of us who are imprisoned by heavy shackles to soar. Isn’t that what wings are for?”
Jielade had lost interest in listening to the victim’s nonsense. He pointed his sword at Lana, and the miracle that had been silently prepared during the conversation immediately took effect. Moonlight turned into chains that tightly bound the only remaining escaped prisoner.
“Congratulations on gaining emotions. It seems that you can now repent and pray.”
Lana did not resist and calmly said, “The 15th of every month is the Night of Blood Blaze, representing the closest distance between the Blood Moon and the earth; the 1st of every month is the Night of Blood Dim, representing the farthest distance between the Blood Moon and the earth.”
“The Moon Shadow Clan has a characteristic that the stronger the Blood Moon on the night, the stronger the Moon Shadow Clan becomes, and vice versa. Therefore, the Moon Shadow Clan is strongest on the 15th night and weakest on the 1st night.”
“And I am a traitor to the church, the shame of the Moon Shadow, a beast despised even by the Blood Moon.” Lana’s voice became louder and more intense, “Only on the Night of Blood Dim, I become complete.”
“You see, even the dark clouds can cover the Blood Moon now.”
Jielade looked up and saw a dark cloud drifting across the night sky. The already dim moonlight was covered by the clouds, and the camp’s lighting facilities had already been knocked down in the chaos. After losing the moonlight illumination, the area became dark.
Boom!
The chains of miracles on Lana’s body were broken, and the dense shadows engulfed him, transforming into a fierce and evil monster. The darkness in the entire space seemed to thicken. For some reason, Jielade could feel the emotion of ‘hatred’ filling the darkness, as if hundreds of wolves were staring at him in the dark!
“Wow.”
The assistant priest and the priests raised their heads to watch this scene, their mouths wide open in astonishment, and couldn’t help but applaud, “Amazing.”
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“Hurry, make a wish, beg me, or I’ll throw you back.”
Asho supported Igura through the Virtual Realm passage, saying, “I am Asho Heath, the leader of the Four Pillar God Heresy. I can do anything. Saving your life without making you sign a slave contract is already a great act of kindness. Now you’re not even allowed to make a wish, so don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
“Sure, come and sign the slave contract.” Igura, with a pale face, even laughed, “Do you need me to help you draft the contract? I’ll give you a 20% discount.”
Damn it, Asho wanted to just throw him on the ground and leave him there.
After entering the turbulent passage of the Virtual Realm, Asho saw Igura lying inside, bleeding profusely. Igura had already lost a large amount of flesh and blood from Gesas’ sniper shot, and just now, he was bound by Jielade’s blood magic, causing him to fall to the ground, bleeding heavily.
Igura was not a combat-type sorcerer to begin with. If he could hold on with a breath, but now, the intense pain overwhelmed his sanity. After Asho used his “Miracle Slash” on him, he found that he couldn’t even stand up, and could only crawl on the ground like a baby. It was unbearable to watch, so Asho helped him up and left.
In theory, whether Asho ignored him or killed him directly, it would be reasonable, as their relationship was only at the level of sand, easily washed away by the wind.
Moreover, Igura held a wish from Asho. If he didn’t die, Asho would have to worry about Igura suddenly asking him to go outside and do a handstand, taking the opportunity to kill this male Veela. This was the thinking of a rational person.
But Asho thought for a moment, could this be Igura testing him? What if he really dared to take action or run away? Igura would immediately make a wish to make Asho go back and kiss Jielade’s toes.
Igura enjoyed playing with people’s hearts, he was despicable and shameless, and he loved to harm others without benefiting himself. This was indeed a conspiracy and trick that he would execute, and Asho had to be on guard.
Actually, Asho had to admit that even though they were mutually using each other for their own interests, Igura had indeed helped him a lot.
Without Igura’s planning, neither the escape nor the entry into the Virtual Realm passage would have been possible.
Doing things like burning bridges before crossing the river required psychological preparation, which Asho had to build up.
For Asho, “doing bad things” was an active skill that required casting time, and now the decision-making time was too short, so Asho could only choose to help him escape.However, Asho had his own little scheme. If Igura used his wish here, then Igura would no longer have any means to restrain him. But Igura, well-versed in game theory, understood that his trump card held the greatest threat when not used. Regardless of Asho’s threats or temptations, he stubbornly refused to speak, only taking advantage without paying. Yet, his body honestly leaned heavily on Asho, taking full advantage of the heresy leader.
The passage quickly reached its end. Looking at the intertwined turbulence of the exit, Asho exhaled, “Finally…”
“You didn’t take the wrong path, did you?” Igura panted, “Once we get out, we should see Jielade’s surprised expression.”
“I wouldn’t go wrong… I shouldn’t, right?” Asho was not very sure halfway through his sentence. After all, although the passage was supposed to be one-way, it was hard to say whether the direction had been reversed when he was helping Igura up.
It was all Igura’s fault, making him doubt himself.
If he really took the wrong path, he would insist on transferring Igura to another Blood Moon Prison, so as not to be mocked by him for the rest of his life…
With a flurry of thoughts in his mind, Asho mustered his courage, supporting Igura as they stepped into the unknown realm.
What came into view was not the giant blood moon, but the lonely night sky, and… a brightly lit highway stretching into the distance?
The ensuing sense of emptiness, the intense feeling of weightlessness made Asho instantly aware of his situation – another Virtual Realm passage suspended in mid-air!
This was why exploring the Virtual Realm passages was extremely difficult: apart from the incompleteness of the Virtual Realm passages and the hostility of different realms towards invaders, many explorers might have fallen to their deaths as soon as they stepped out of the Virtual Realm passages!
Speaking of which, Asho remembered that one of the blessings the priest gave to adventurers was ‘Featherweight’, which was to deal with this situation!
He instinctively spread his Silver Wings and shouted, “Igura, spread your wings!”
“Huh?” It took Igura almost a second to catch up with Asho’s train of thought. By the time he spread his Silver Wings, both of them had already fallen to the ground.
Or rather, fallen into a cage.
Asho pushed Igura off him, trying to prop himself up to assess the situation, only to see Harvey also sleeping in the cage. At the same time, he smelled a very comfortable fragrance, like the smell of a quilt that had just been sunned, or the smell of food that you could smell before you even entered the house…
Ambush, trap… Asho instinctively wanted to use ‘Miracle Slash’ on himself, but his thoughts were getting slower and slower, even his Artificing was starting to lag. He struggled to turn his head, and in his blurry vision, he only saw a violet figure outside the cage.
“According to the prophecy in the ‘Gospel’, only three foreigners will cross over tonight. Tie them up, put on the lock magic collars, and leave immediately.”
“I hope this gift will satisfy the Four Pillar God.”
(End of Volume One: Sea of Knowledge)