Starting with the awakened Poison God: I choose the Master Thief.

hum!

In an instant, the sky was enveloped in blood, the sun turned into a blood moon, and everything around seemed to be covered in blood.

"Be careful, we've already been pulled into his barrier," Bors warned.

"You do have some vision, but that's not enough to keep you alive."

"Enjoy the spectacle, Blood Moon Judgment."

In the sky, the originally scarlet moon suddenly erupted with powerful energy fluctuations, as if fresh blood was flowing within it, eventually forming dozens of humanoid monsters clad in blood-red armor.

Judging from the fluctuations emanating from them, these monsters are all at the same level as Bors.

Tier 9! So many Tier 9 monsters!

Bors drew his dagger, and the two immediately engaged in combat. The blood-red figure simply watched, showing no sign of making a move.

"Sigh, it seems we're going to die here again today."

The blonde saint couldn't help but sigh.

"Please don't lose heart, Holy Maiden! We will protect you to the very end."

"You lot! Sigh, it's all the same whether you die sooner or later."

The girl walked up to Chu Ci and stared at him curiously.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just that I've never seen a Chosen One before. I heard from my grandfather that you were synonymous with mystery and power, but now it seems you're not that strong."

???

Isn't that obvious? Go ahead and try it if you dare. My leveling speed is already pretty fast, okay?

Seeing Chu Ci's resentful gaze, the girl covered her mouth and smiled.

"Haha, just kidding. Aren't you curious about how I found you?"

"Actually, it's because of this!"

The recommendation letter, which was originally stored in the system space, suddenly appeared and flew into the hands of the saintess.

"Letters of recommendation?"

The girl picked up the letter and began to read it.

"Let me see what you did that someone actually wrote you a letter of recommendation to join the Vatican."

"Hmm? Participating in the sealing of the Spirit Dust Beast? I remember that beast was sealed in the Western Continent, right? And it was a seal personally set up by the Divine Envoy. With your strength, you think you can participate?"

The girl looked incredulous.

"Hey, what's with that suspicious look? I can't possibly have made this fake."

"That makes sense. Let me see if it's to stop the Fallen Church's plan to release the Spirit Dust Beast?" The girl's face darkened.

"I didn't expect them to have already extended their reach to the Western Continent. Judging from all the circumstances, the Fallen Church is probably about to make a big move."

After a moment of silence, the saintess suddenly turned to look at Chu Ci, and in those golden eyes, Chu Ci seemed to see a certain determination.

"Hey, what do you want?"

The girl looked at him firmly, her fair cheeks slightly flushed.

"Young man, do you crave power?"

Is this right? Chu Ci glanced at Bors, who was fighting desperately above, then turned to look at the girl.

"What exactly are you trying to do? A person shouldn't be doing that kind of thing, at least not now."

The girl looked at him with a puzzled expression. "What are you talking about? I mean, do you want to join the Holy See?"

. . .

Good heavens, it turns out it was my own filthy thoughts that were the problem.

"Of course I'll join! But at a time like this, will you really let me join?"

"Hmph, I am a saintess, what is this little thing to me? Come here."

Chu Ci walked up to her with a slight sense of doubt.

"Closer."

Chu Ci took another step forward.

"Closer!"

Still close? Any closer and we'd be glued together!

Helpless, Chu Ci moved forward slightly again.

"Okay, now squat down."

Kneel down? Oh! I see, it's the so-called knightly salute, like kissing the back of the hand to swear an oath. After all, the knights of the Holy See are a branch of the warrior profession, so it's normal for them to have this kind of etiquette.

Since it's an oath-taking ceremony, you should naturally act cool.

Chu Ci confidently made what he thought was a very cool gesture.

I had just knelt down on one knee when I suddenly felt a warm sensation on my forehead.

The cries of the holy knights echoed around them.

"Your Holiness! What is this...?"

The girl was kissing Chu Ci's forehead; it turned out that the so-called squatting down was just because she wasn't tall enough.

This action startled Chu Ci, who immediately stood up.

"What are you doing?"

The saintess pursed her lips, seemingly unconcerned.

"What else could we do? Of course, we'd get you into the Holy See! What in this world could be a more convincing symbol of the Church than the blessing of a saint?"

A saint's blessing?

Chu Ci touched her forehead, where a trace of the girl's warmth still lingered.

Golden sun patterns had appeared on his forehead at some point, making it look from a distance as if he had gained a third eye.

[Ding! Congratulations! You have received the Saintess's Blessing. When you are injured, you will recover 1% of your maximum health per second.]

Such a powerful effect! If this were applied to tank classes, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.

It's not very useful to say it to yourself.

"Sigh, what a lucky lad, he actually won the favor of the Holy Maiden."

The three holy knights stood by with wry smiles.

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense, I had no choice but to do it!"

The girl retorted, her face flushed.

"Well...we're all going to die anyway. He's the only one among us who's destined for greatness, and if it weren't for me, he might have been able to escape. I have to...I have to make it up to him."

Chu Ci watched as she shyly turned her head away, unsure of what to say.

Just then, the battle on the other side also came to an end.

boom!

Bors was slammed to the ground by the blood-red monster like a meteor, creating a huge crater.

Chu Ci hurriedly came to the edge of the pit.

"Professor, are you alright?!"

"Cough cough."

As the dust settled, Bors' disheveled figure emerged from the crater.

His once elegant black and gold ceremonial robes were now tattered and torn, his body soaked in blood, and almost every part of him was covered in wounds.

"Heh, he's not going to die yet."

His gaze remained fixed intently on the blood-red figure, his twin blades ready to be drawn once more.

"Boring. I thought you were going to give me a surprise."

The voice of the blood-red figure in the sky was filled with disappointment.

"Since there's nothing left to interest me, then let them all die!"

"Blood Moon Apocalypse!"

hum!

Whether it was Chu Ci's imagination or not, the blood moon above his head seemed to be gathering energy, and a terrifying sense of crisis made him tremble involuntarily.

The blonde girl lowered her head resignedly.

"Damn it! There are so many delicious things I haven't tried yet, and I'm going to die here! Ah! I'm so unwilling!"

Chu Ci looked up at the scarlet light hanging overhead.

"Master, are we really going to die?"

Bors didn't reply; instead, he stared intently at the blood moon.

At one point, the energy within the blood moon seemed to finally reach a critical point and stop.

Blood Shadow slowly raised his arm. As soon as he lowered it, the terrifying energy would instantly obliterate all living beings around him, and even a ninth-rank Bors would surely die.

Goodbye, ants.

It's now!

Bors shouted angrily at the sky.

"Old man, hurry up and make a move! If you don't, we're all going to die!!!"

Hmm? There are more experts?

Everyone couldn't help but look up, only to see that the blood moon, which had just finished accumulating energy, was suddenly affected by something and was gradually fading.

"Hmm, someone's attacking my barrier? Who is it?"

Click...click!

The blood-red sky was instantly covered with cracks, and before Blood Shadow could react, the entire Blood Moon Barrier shattered!

Golden sunlight shone on everyone, and a slightly embarrassed, aged voice rang out.

"Haha (awkward laugh), I didn't want to interrupt you because you were playing so enthusiastically, Bors. When did you become so weak that you can't even beat a projection of the Throne of Pride?"

Hmm? What's that voice?

The saint and the other holy priests stared in astonishment in a certain direction.

There, an elderly man dressed in a golden religious robe and wearing a white religious crown stood suspended in mid-air.

"Grandpa! (Your Excellency the Bishop!)"