No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

"Miss Eileen, the Moon Clan is willing to cleanse the filth along your path, and we humbly beg you to grant us the grace to follow you."

As Yuexi chuckled softly, her dark red dress unfurled, revealing her long, slender legs bent so that her fair knees hovered just above the dust.

For Yuexi, this was not just a survival stunt, but a high-stakes gamble concerning the fate of her race.

The Moon Clan, a branch of the Moon Elves after their clan was wiped out, is one of the most powerful lineages of the Elven race. Yet, the Elven race doesn't even have a name on the list of the top 100.

Her purpose in this journey was never simply to pass the test, but to earn a legitimate status for her entire clan within the ancient and incomprehensibly powerful system of the Holy Realm.

Even if it costs her everything, Yuexi's goal has never been her own strength or weakness, but rather the sake of her race.

Of course, given this premise, she would prefer to follow Miss Goddess.

Yuexi believes that "there is no kindness without a reason" and despises those blind fanatics from the bottom of her heart.

But now, she finds herself sliding step by step into the abyss she despises most. Her reason and deduction are losing ground to the unfathomable power of the Goddess, and she... is actually starting to "be willing to believe".

Cangya, who had been clenching her fists on the outer edge, calculating which direction to break out in case the negotiations fell apart, immediately objected upon hearing Yuexi's words, "I want to go too!"

The werewolf's voice boomed like thunder. She rushed forward, forcing what she thought was a simple and honest smile onto her blood-stained face. She pounded her chest with her hands, and began to promote herself at breakneck speed:

"I can guard the house and hunt! I can take down any sheep predators that dare to come near with one punch. I'm skilled at killing chickens and slaughtering dogs! I have a small appetite but can do a lot of work. You definitely won't regret taking me along!"

Her recklessness was a deliberate armor she donned; the water source of the Earth Wolf Clan's settlement had been polluted by a nine-star instance, and the lifespan of the entire clan was burning away.

She entered the battlefield of her people's destiny to fight for their lives. In Rule One, the "fellow tribesman" she seemingly recklessly killed later left her with a stench of death emanating from him.

Those are sheep eaters.

But she dared not speak out; without evidence, speaking out would only make her appear as a madwoman who indiscriminately kills.

At this moment, all she wanted was a powerful enough backer to temporarily relieve her of the heavy fear that she might not act with restraint.

With these two powerful seven-star and eight-star race representatives leading the way, the remaining players, who were originally suspicious of each other and wishing they could stay far away from their companions, now rushed up like swarms of driftwood in a vast ocean.

"Miss Eileen, our Iron Rock Clan also wishes to serve you as our master, and the entire clan will obey your commands!"

"We'd do anything to stay by your side, even scout ahead and test the waters! Please, have mercy and save us!"

"We can offer up all the resources of our entire race in exchange for a corner of shade in the sacred domain!"

The crowd rushed to pledge their loyalty, fearing that if they were a step too slow, they would be turned away by this powerful figure with extraordinary connections. Even though they knew that the "sheep eaters" mentioned by the system were mixed in among them, they didn't bother to distinguish them at this moment.

Mu Zhixi sat by the well edge made of bluestone, her temples throbbing from the noise of the group of people.

She really just wanted to find a quiet corner to lie down and watch how these players schemed against each other and fought tooth and nail in the rules of Werewolf.

Who would have thought that these guys' brains would all take a sudden turn, making her, the biggest "ghost," their only way out?

[Beep—A high-priority encrypted message has been received from the 'Blue Star Server'.]

In a corner of the system panel, an inconspicuous icon was flashing. Mu Zhixi spared a moment to click on it; it was a summary of a prayer sent by Wen Gu.

[Sender: Wen Gu. Excerpt: Your Majesty, regarding your relationship with the princess of the old royal court, various factions on Earth have different interpretations… We urgently need an official doctrine to unify our thinking, lest we desecrate your true intentions.]

On the top floor of the Sanctuary Main Hall, on a Blue Star, countless dimensions away.

At three in the morning, the light was still on in Wen Gu's study.

The envoy of the Silver Crown Tribunal sat suspended in mid-air outside the window for the third day. The angel remained silent, like a holy statue, but all the players in the Blue Star War Zone knew that the angel of the Holy Land was here.

The effect was indeed good. As long as the angel was here, Blue Star would not be in chaos, and the players would still have the motivation to survive, because all the major forces understood that it was not yet time to show their cards and go all out.

Wen Gu came today to ask a question. He has been asking questions for eleven days.

"Your Excellency," he said, placing a neatly copied manuscript on the table. "I dare to ask about one more detail. The envoy previously relayed Your Majesty's words, saying that Your Majesty's 'old wounds have not yet healed.'"

"After searching through all thirty-seven old era records, it was found that His Majesty of the Holy Domain broke with the Old Royal Court at the end of the Primordial Era, and there are no records of any battles since then."

He raised his head, his gaze behind his glasses calm yet sharp.

"So, where did the injury come from?"

The angel remained silent for three seconds. The AI, managed by the system, searched through the pre-installed settings library by Mu Zhixi and finally gave a reply that even Wen Gu couldn't have guessed:

Some wounds are not caused by swords or knives.

"She opened her eyes," the angel's voice was flat. "She saw something she shouldn't have seen. That's the wound."

The study was so quiet you could hear the pen tip scratching on the paper. The fountain pen, used for reviewing, hovered above the paper, hesitant to fall.

He opened his eyes and saw something he shouldn't have seen.

What are we seeing? The truth of this world? The players' captive situation?

Or... some being that He lost long ago?

As he pondered the sentence word by word, a chill crept down his spine. He didn't ask any more questions; to do so would mean touching on something he shouldn't.

Wen Gu bowed and took his leave. As he reached the stairwell, he heard a very soft, almost inaudible sigh behind him.

That sigh didn't belong to any setting. It was the sound that Mu Zhixi's true form's will made when it swept across the prayer excerpt panel, casually swiping away a system notification urging her to repay her loan, unable to resist making.

Wen Gu stood at the top of the stairs, motionless for a long time.

[System notification: The mid-value objective "Review" has reached its peak of awe, increasing faith value by +998.]

On Mu Zhixi's panel, there were already thousands of prayer excerpts. Most of them were dying players from the Blue Star Wars Zone shouting "Goddess above," and they were all shouting for various reasons, such as asking to survive, asking for their families to be safe, and there was even a guy who was forced to fight an S+ zombie and was begging her to change the mission rules.

She glanced at it twice, swiping away most of it like scrolling through private messages, before her fingertips suddenly stopped.

One excerpt comes from the battlefield of the ethnic conflict, and the source is encrypted.

"Lord, if you can truly hear me, I ask not for your protection, but only that you tell me that the fire in the Moon Forest back then had nothing to do with you."

Mu Zhixi: "...?"

The Moon Forest? When did she ever burn down the Moon Forest? She doesn't even know where the Moon Forest is. Whose disguise left this opening, or did it grow out of thin air after being created from a fake?

She stared at the excerpt for three seconds without replying, but silently added a star to her to-do list for the words "Moon Forest" in her mind.

As for reviewing...

Mu Zhixi: "..." Goodness, their business has expanded to "doctrinal compilation".

However, looking at the surge in faith points in the background caused by the "ideological unification" of Blue Star and the "emergency surrender" of this group in front of her, Mu Zhixi's complaints dissipated.

Why not take advantage of business that's offered to you? These players are walking ATMs.