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Roar!
An exaggerated roar erupted from the giant bear's mouth, as if it could pierce eardrums, shaking the surrounding ground with terrifying power, making the originally solid earth undulate like a sea, stirring up waves of soil.
The once dense forest on the riverbank instantly swayed, and some trees were even thrown into the air. Corpses that had been buried underground were unearthed, only to be quickly reburied.
Streaks of crimson, hazy Moon light flowed through the swaying forest, and several indistinct figures leaped among the fallen trees, quickly moving away from the area.
The constantly undulating ground quickly settled down, and a hazy Moon light swiftly appeared beside the giant bear, re-condensing into Bears's body.
He turned his head to look at Martina, the Church of the Earth Mother Bishop, who maintained her giant bear form beside him, and then slightly tilted his head to gaze at the giant bear's head, saying impolitely:
"You scared away all those guys hiding around here."
Martina didn't mind Bears's tone, merely stating calmly:
"'Scarlet Eye' Bears? It seems your Sanguine highly value this operation."
Bears forced a polite smile, his gaze fixed and wary of his surroundings as he said:
"Not only do we value it, but those Lunatics who believe in the Primordial Moon on the other side also value it. Even those from the Rose School of Thought were tricked into coming over. I wonder what price they paid for it…"
"Heh, no price needed. How could those who indulge in desire miss out on such a thing?"
A hoarse, low voice interrupted Bears's words. Fragments of broken red scales, formed from hazy Moon light, instantly converged, reconstituting into a thin figure draped in a black robe.
Snap! He lightly snapped his fingers, casting down crimson Moon light.
With sounds of 'hiss! hiss!', grotesque arms emerged from the ground, followed by heads and bodies. All the corpses buried by the soil waves Martina had stirred up earlier came back to life, and underwent significant mutations.
The pallor and lividity of the dead bodies quickly faded, and patterns of crimson and light blue intertwined faintly appeared on the corpses. The air instantly filled with a pungent sulfurous smell.
"Although these corpses are just some failed experiments from the Venerable's research into the path of evolution, they are not entirely useless."
The Primordial Moon Believer in the black robe spoke with mockery, his body instantly becoming transparent and vanishing under the crimson Moon light.
Bears's figure simultaneously blurred and disappeared. The two once again transformed into crimson Moon light, intertwining.
Martina, in her giant bear form, directly took exaggerated strides forward, swinging her brown bear claws, tearing apart the modified corpses.
Inpace's Upper River District, near the river, is the most concentrated area for local natives. Their lives are not easy; they can barely survive by exerting all their efforts. Not only is the environment harsh here, but public order is also extremely chaotic.
The people here are stubborn and xenophobic, making it the most difficult place for the spread of faith. Neither the overt Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom nor the clandestine New Church has managed to establish faith here. Most of them still believe in the fallen Death, at least on the surface.
This is also the place most affected by the Primordial Moon; over half of the residents have consumed the glowing mushrooms, becoming preparatory puppets or even experimental subjects of that Primordial Moon Venerable.
The populace here has already formed a small-scale belief in the Primordial Moon, even if most people are not particularly devout.
Under the crimson Moon light, in an inconspicuous corner, brilliant starlight suddenly surged forth from the void. Fragments of starlight quickly reassembled internally, revealing Leyton's figure.
His eyes were filled with deep blue, almost purple, radiance, his gaze easily penetrating the surrounding houses and walls, taking in the entire situation of this area.
Most of the people here were in a trance, falling in strange postures where they had been, continuously uttering intermittent, meaningless syllables, their voices chaotic and layered.
They had more or less consumed the fluorescent mushrooms, accumulating a certain amount of toxins and corruption in their bodies, which were now triggered.
The remaining ordinary people who had not consumed the mushrooms were almost all in a deep sleep, their expressions somewhat distorted, as if they were in a dream that was both painful and joyful, with various emotions arising in their hearts.
"I've also become despicable. For my own goals, I deliberately allowed the actions of those Primordial Moon Believers."
Leyton lowered his eyes, muttering to himself with a complex tone.
The full Moon in the sky suddenly turned blood-red. Spirituality rapidly arose, and inspiration became stronger. Even ordinary people could easily see things they normally couldn't and hear sounds they normally couldn't at this time.
The surrounding, rising and falling, chaotic and layered, meaningless syllables quickly became rhythmic. The chaotic sounds became unified, and a strange atmosphere spread, even the surrounding air seemed to become viscous.
"Great… Mother… Life…"
Does it not require the devout faith and prayers of the Believers, but rather cause a qualitative change through large-scale prayer resonance? Leyton's gaze solidified for a moment, then he magically took a pea from his hand and threw it on the ground.
The pea instantly grew, transforming into thick, green vines that covered the entire city like a downpour.
They entwined and intertwined, quickly forming a forest, layer upon layer upwards, with no end in sight, yet cleverly isolated from reality, no longer affected by the Blood Moon.
The previously unifying unconscious murmurs became chaotic again, and the strange atmosphere that had been brewing dissipated completely.
The people who had been lying on the ground woven from emerald vines, uttering unconscious murmurs, suddenly woke up. They quickly got up and surrounded Leyton from all directions.
"Your puppets are more numerous than I imagined."
Leyton sighed lightly, expressionless. He glanced around at these controlled puppets, unable to find the original body hidden among them. Had the original body already left the city? Or had he hidden himself?
"Useless…"
"People who consumed that special mushroom…"
"Covered the entire Paz River Valley…"
"Missing the people of this one city…"
"It's not too big of an impact…"
The surrounding controlled puppets spoke intermittently, words in different voices and tones, yet forming a continuous stream.
Consciousness drifted among these puppets, seemingly without primary or secondary distinctions. Indeed, neither a Marionettist nor a Parasite, multi-threading operations would inevitably lead to problems in this area.
Muttering to himself, Leyton slightly spread his hands, and instantly, one star after another fell, swirling around him.
As the Eyes of Mystery Prying's gaze locked onto the figures that had become puppets, the brilliant starlight swirling around him flew off one after another, descending upon the scattered puppets.
These stars instantly condensed, creating giant translucent ambers that imprisoned and isolated the puppets.
Leyton's movements did not stop. Then, one star after another appeared in mid-air, densely packed and dazzling.
These shining stars cast down rays of brilliance, as if attracted, converging on each transparent amber, forming a bright cocoon of light.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Seemingly sensing danger, the manipulated puppets struggled violently. Their bodies began to mutate.
Some grew coarse, stiff, dark brown fur, their bodies swelling into distorted brown bears standing upright; some had their arms suddenly swell, their fingernails becoming long, sharp, and hard, their backs bending, and tufts of gray fur growing on their bodies, transforming into Monsters resembling Werewolves; others had their blood vessels violently protrude, partly light blue and partly crimson, constantly coughing out black smoke with a pungent sulfurous smell from their mouths…
These mutated puppets attacked the translucent ambers trapping them like Lunatics, as if they felt no pain. Their sharp fingernails broke, and their arms fractured, yet they did not stop.
In terms of physical strength alone, these puppets had already reached the level of a Sequence 7 Beyonder, known for their physical prowess. Coupled with some abilities that came with their modified bodies, even a Sequence 6 Beyonder could potentially be overturned when facing them. This fellow is indeed a talent, but unfortunately, he's a Lunatic.
Leyton sighed slightly in his heart. He had already gathered enough information through the Eyes of Mystery Prying. The bright rays of starlight, like finding a breakthrough, quickly destroyed the more fragile structures on the bodies of these mutated puppets, gradually dissolving them.
They seemed to have no normal senses, their actions of slapping and biting the transparent amber showed no pause, even as their bodies fell off in pieces.
First, some small and large chunks of flesh, then a finger, an arm, a thigh… until they completely collapsed and dissipated.
Having dealt with all the exposed puppets, Leyton lightly poked his finger. The surrounding swirling starlight quickly disappeared, and the translucent ambers also turned into specks of starlight and vanished.
Only some emerald, crimson, light blue, or pale light spots remained, undulating, gradually forming a vortex, beginning to slowly converge.
After just one glance, Leyton withdrew his gaze. He reached out and dragged a layer of tranquil night from nothingness, covering everyone affected by the Primordial Moon.
Then, the surrounding layers of green vines began to retract, and the peculiar space isolated from reality dissipated.
Dazzling sunlight fell from the sky, and Leyton squinted uncomfortably.
It seems the clone has already found Sorik's original body. I can go help the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom clear out the Loen and Intis military forces first, and then the Rose School of Thought and the Numinous Episcopate royal faction still hidden in the dark.
As the thought arose, his figure transformed into brilliant starlight and disappeared from his original spot.
North Bank of the Paz River, where the Loen army was stationed.
A figure quickly materialized in mid-air. He quietly observed the area below for two seconds. His loose black fur coat swayed in the cold wind, and his half-black, half-white hair had a sense of vicissitude from enduring long years.
Pulak lightly rubbed the ring with the dark green gemstone on his right index finger with his thumb twice. An invisible wave instantly spread.
The previously very bright crimson Moon light instantly dimmed, replaced by a layer of tranquil night. A feeling of peace and serenity descended along with specks of starlight.
Silently, a deep, thick sleepiness engulfed everything. Whether they were already sleeping or on duty, the soldiers, without exception, fell into a deep slumber.
Only some Beyonders of the Mid Sequence level could barely resist the sudden onset of drowsiness and quickly react.
"Enemy attack!" A harsh, unpleasant voice, carrying spiritual disturbance, instantly covered the entire military zone.
As soon as this sound appeared, it was intercepted by several strange, jellyfish-like spiritual bodies that suddenly appeared. The invisible sound waves seemed to gain substance before them, easily blocking and devouring these sounds.
The spiritual disturbance carried by this sound seemed to cause them indigestion. Their translucent tentacles wrapped themselves into a ball, bumping around, as if they had stomach problems.
"This place is forbidden to…"
A voice with an indescribable sense of majesty came from another direction. He was using ancient hermes to initiate a "Forbidden."
Before this "Forbidden" could fully form, his words suddenly got stuck, as if he had suddenly lost the ability to speak.
The next moment, thick, green vines descended from high in the sky like a downpour, covering the surrounding area, intertwining to form a lush green forest, layer upon layer, with no visible boundary.
Leyton's figure re-formed amidst brilliant starlight. All the Beyonders in this area who were still conscious were pulled by him into this marvelous forest, isolated from the outside world.
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