radicalducati Chapter 54 Mother of Twilight
Chapter 54 Mother of Twilight
Chapter 54 Mother of Twilight (Seeking recommendations and monthly votes)
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The Soul-Stealing Demon Yun Kai chewed vigorously, blood and flesh splattering everywhere, the delicious soul bringing him pleasure.
After this guy died, it was free and could devour souls at will!
However, the excitement didn't last long, because a voice rang out and it froze instantly!
"Is it tasty?"
The masked man appeared behind it, completely unharmed, and reached out to gently stroke the Soul-Stealing Demon Cloud:
"The formless is the hundred forms. In the beginning, all things were one. You ate me and we merged together, which means you understand this principle. I am very pleased."
Did you know? Humans are a wondrous species. They despise one another, yet flatter one another. Each person aspires to be superior to others, yet grovels before them. They are both the most despicable and the most noble, chaotic yet orderly.
And I want everyone to shed their masks of hypocrisy, their outward appearances, and ultimately return to eternal chaos. Before achieving this goal, could you please be a little more obedient?
Although the tone was gentle, it carried a suffocating sense of oppression.
The Soul-Stealing Demon Cloud couldn't understand; it had clearly eaten this guy, and the soul it was chewing wouldn't lie!
Why...
He is still alive!
In particular, the Soul-Stealing Demon Cloud looked through the holes in the three-lobed eyes at the area beneath the mask, as if it saw a dark starry sky, boundless and mysterious, yet with a loving gaze.
I love everything in the world.
That bizarre and distorted love made it tremble, and it slowly lowered its head.
"Good girl, be a good child!"
Seeing the Soul-Sealing Clouds quiet down, the masked man smiled happily, patted it, and let it disappear into the dark clouds. He then glanced at Lu Yu's back, but didn't think much of it.
A courageous little fellow who profited by using the situation to his advantage against the dominant creature; his intelligence far surpassed that of ordinary people, but unfortunately...
Too weak!
In the grand stage to come, I am destined to be just a supporting character.
Hopefully, it will bring some surprises...
He leaped from the clock tower, letting himself freefall. Just as he was about to crash to the ground and become a bloody mess, a dark rift opened and swallowed him up.
Passing through the shadows, we arrived directly at a huge underground cavern, where dozens of cultists dressed in black hooded jumpsuits with intricate and mysterious patterns had sacrificial runes inscribed on their specially treated eyes, internal organs, and skulls.
The ground was dug into a network of trenches, outlining a twisted and mysterious symbol that resembled the sun, but was partially covered by strange patterns.
A large number of believers poured the oil-like, flowing shadow into the ditch, which wriggled and seemed to be searching for something.
In the very center of the underground area, there is a three-meter-tall stone sculpture of a giant serpent with its eyes gouged out. Large amounts of shadow water flow from the hollow, which are collected by the cult members waiting below and poured into the ravine.
Below it stood an old man in a yellow robe, his body hunched over, his face sinister, and his eyes as sharp as a hawk's.
He sensed the presence, turned to look at the masked man who had just arrived, and frowned as he asked, "Have you reached the limit of the Starry Sky Beast Tower's test?"
The masked man shrugged: "No, as expected of a tower that only exists in fantasy, it was discovered as soon as I got close..."
The old man interrupted him and said in a deep voice:
"This is not what we agreed on!"
"There's nothing I can do. Didn't you see my Soul-Sealing Cloud was injured because of this? I did my best..." The masked man pretended to wipe away tears, but showed no sadness whatsoever. He kindly reminded them, "The Alliance is probably going to crack down on prostitution soon, so be careful!"
"Anti-prostitution campaign..."
The old man's eyes twitched slightly. If he wasn't unsure whether he could beat this guy, he would have loved to pull out his shadow and torture him to death.
angry……
It's because their defenses were breached!
After all, he was the high priest of the esoteric society that served the Mother of Twilight.
Legend has it that the sun was born from the shadow of the Mother of Twilight. When the sun fell, the Mother of Twilight would use the shadow to forge a coffin to bury it, and at the moment when light and darkness met, she would devour the sun's core and become a new Mother of Light who would give birth to all things.
Therefore, they believed that the sun belonged to the Mother of Twilight, and that all things were conceived in the shadow of the great deity.
As representatives of God, they are entitled to control everything in the world, and therefore frequently engage in human sacrifice rituals, earning them the Alliance's designation as one of the evil god cults. Furthermore, every operation by the Special Division to crack down on them is codenamed—"Anti-prostitution!"
God's the abbreviation!
Furthermore, the Twilight Mother's Order is elusive and often appears out of nowhere, leading to them being jokingly referred to as parachuted-in troops within the evil god cults. People frequently ask them if they've been wiped out, if they have any fast food, and so on...
The most crucial thing is that there were several times when it was almost completely wiped out!
Its insult is no less than that of using peacock dance gestures against Koreans.
After provoking him, the masked man changed the subject:
"Have you found His location?"
The high priest replied with a gloomy look, "No, although He was summoned by our order before, and we also dug up the [Fallen Blood] in this area, and even sensed His presence, we couldn't find the location of the seal at all."
But it doesn't seem like it's sealed in another dimension; there's no trace of spatial fluctuation. It's as if... it's happening at another point in time. How did the Alliance manage to do that?
He shook his head, his eyes filled with confusion.
The masked man glanced discreetly at the unseen white figure in the corner, flicked his fingernails, and calmly said:
"That makes sense. Otherwise, why would they allow the monsters to use the abandoned city as a buffer zone? It seems the key to unsealing lies in that tower. Only when the stars dim will darkness appear."
The high priest interrupted with a grim expression, "Are you kidding me? That tower has stood for too long, and there are so many things buried beneath it. The only time it was moved was a few decades ago. There's no way we can destroy it with our own strength."
The masked man chuckled and said, "Dimming the starlight isn't just about destruction. As for the specifics, that's a matter for our Faceless Brotherhood; we won't break our promise!"
Hearing these grand pronouncements, the high priest did not become excited, but instead frowned and asked:
"What exactly is your purpose?!"
His goal was to liberate this evil god's servant, who was infinitely close to becoming a "superior," and to advance it to a true superior by sacrificing Oobuchi City, thereby granting it power.
So what was the other party's motive?
The agreement stipulated that everything except the retinue would be taken.
What secret is hidden here?
"My dear brother, what are you saying!" The masked man looked at him in surprise, then said in a devout, matter-of-fact tone, "Of course, it's about fighting for the liberation of the retinue of the great being we serve!"
Who said you're "us"?
Don't you Faceless Brotherhood worship the "Faceless God," also known as the "Lord of Endless Feasts" or the "God of Great Desire"?
Why are you trying to find another fake father?
Get lost and stay away from me!
The old man's forehead throbbed with anger, barely suppressing the urge to curse.
The Brotherhood of Faceless Men believes that all beings are formless and all things are without form. Outward appearance is merely a shell, and all matter is one of the original chaotic forms. All things in the world are brothers and sisters. They love everything in the world and yearn to return to the original chaos, where all things are one.
Aside from the Faceless God, they do not reject the worship of other deities, but their attitude is...
If it's useful, acknowledge it as your father; if it's useless, throw it away.
Other religious groups are also frequently infiltrated by these traitors, who cause all sorts of trouble!
They are always involved in anything interesting, and they even actively help the enemy, causing many cults to suffer huge losses.
It can be described as infamous!
This kind of action, purely for pleasure,
It is more terrifying than evil with a purpose!
Neither the cult nor the authorities want to encounter them, especially since they are skilled in transformation magic, able to transform into anyone close to them without being recognized, and to play tricks on and deceive you until you completely break down and go insane.
Without a face, there is a thousand faces.
All things are one!
The person in front of me is one of the core members of the Brotherhood.
He had no choice this time; he needed someone to block the Dayuan City Alliance and the Beast Taming Association before he decided to negotiate with them. Otherwise, he really wouldn't want to see these lunatics.
They're all foxes.
It all comes down to who is more cunning and shrewd.
After discussing the follow-up plans, the masked man vanished into darkness. The high priest didn't entirely trust them, as he could very well be used as a source of amusement by these bastards, so he still had to find out for himself.
But just thinking about this made his face contort with rage, and he gritted his teeth, saying:
"If all the [Dirty Blood] I painstakingly collected and purified hadn't been stolen, leaving me without a medium to find it, these guys wouldn't have joined us. Even now, I'm only able to investigate bit by bit using Shadow Touch. Damn it, if I find out which bastard did this, I'll skin him alive..."
"Achoo!"
The mouse, far away, couldn't help but sneeze. It rubbed its nose with its little paws, feeling that someone was thinking of it.
Could it be my own little bed? Or my little sofa?
Or did your soul leave your body and you catch a cold from the wind?
Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it anymore, because the little hamster is going to do something big with this human...
A new day begins, and I'm still asking for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. The new storyline is about to start, and we'll be raising pets. Please keep reading!
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