The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　Xingmo whispered, then rushed towards the stairs with Aurora, the Supreme Second String flickering.

　"Buzz——" The barrier of truth fell from the sky and was instantly torn apart by the two of them——

　"Crack!"

　Looking at the two people running towards him, Yuechen shook his head and laughed softly:

　"too late..."

　He lowered his head, looked at Vivian who was kneeling on the ground, and suddenly stretched out his hand:

　"The final sacrifice shall be you, the Scale-Bearer of the Ice Dragon Emperor..."

　The rope dart flew out and headed straight for Vivian, so fast that she didn't have a second to react.

　She could only watch blankly as the blue light approached her, getting closer and closer, and then...

　"Pfft..."

　Pierced the heart of Perses.

　"!"

　Vivian stared blankly at Poerseth who suddenly appeared in front of her. Behind him was a door of ice and flame, a door he created by burning the last of his strength.

　He had been absorbed half to death by the dragon gate. He was no longer strong or swift, but he still stood in front of her resolutely.

　Bloodline.

　"Vivian..."

　Poerseth reached out his hand and gently wiped away the tears that streamed down Vivian's face. An unnatural and ugly smile appeared on his face, which was as solemn as a tombstone.

　Then, he pushed Vivian down the stairs with a sudden push, growling:

　"Hurry...Run!"

　The next second, Yuechen pulled the rope dart hard, pulled Perses' body towards himself, and threw it towards the skeleton door.

　As they fell, Vivian saw her brother's figure hit the pale blue door, saw the icy blue light instantly engulf him, and saw the surface of the door cracked by the ice dragon's blood, tearing a huge crack.

　She felt like she was roaring, but there was no sound in her ears.

Chapter 463: The New Crescent Moon (Part 5) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　The moment Poerseth was sacrificed, the Gate of Corpses seemed to complete the final touch of the ritual.

　An orderly light surged from inside this ancient temple gate from thousands of years ago, and a symbol like a crescent moon was vaguely outlined.

　"The carp leaps over the Dragon Gate, transforms into a dragon, and swims freely across the seas."

　Yuechen shook his hands, turned his head slightly, and glanced at Xingmo who was running up.

　"This sea is not a small puddle like the Far East Ocean, nor is it a trickle like the Inter-Sea."

　"We want to travel... the sea of ​​stars, a sea of ​​stars teeming with dangers..."

　"Do you remember? The stars and the moon were meant to wander among the sea of ​​stars, not be bound to the dust!"

　"Come, stars, follow my steps and witness our destiny."

　He extended his hand towards Xingmo, and at the same time, stepped into the door of bones—

　"Buzz!"

　In an instant, the sea rolled up turbulent waves, and among the strong winds and huge waves, ice-blue lightning flashed.

　Xing Mo covered her cheeks with her hands to resist the strong wind and walked up step by step.

　Looking at the blue door, it seemed as if endless emotions were brewing in her heart, blocking each other and seeking a breakthrough.

　Fate, in this series of events, the traces of fate are too obvious...

　It was as if there were silk threads hanging down between the stars and the moon that night, and she was just a puppet, struggling forward in an illusion called free will.

　""

　Behind Xingmo, Vivian struggled to get up, letting the strong wind blow her snow-white hair, her eyes a little empty.

　She felt like a piece of her heart had been dug out, even though that piece had never been important to her. She even briefly hated that sinful bloodline.

　That man was a monster who committed all kinds of evil. He killed her mother in front of her daughter, killed thousands of people without any guilt, and even pushed her to the brink of madness at one point.

　But when Vivian was about to be sacrificed, he chose to sacrifice himself without hesitation.

　"I still have a score to settle with you!"

　Vivian growled and stood up with the help of Jun Zhijian.

　Before she could stand for long, her heels suddenly gave way and she was about to fall.

　Then she felt herself being supported.

　"Alice..." Vivian said weakly, "I... want to go in..."

　Alice supported Vivian and looked at Xiaolong's lonely profile: She didn't look like a king at all, but just a little girl who was burdened with a heavy mission.

　"I won't stop you, Vivian," Alice whispered in Vivian's ear, "but if you go, you may not be able to come back..."

　""

　Vivian's pupils shrank slightly, and she turned her head and glanced at Alice.

　"I'm sorry," she whispered.

　Alice gently rubbed the back of Vivian's head and smiled:

　"Since this is your choice, it is also my choice..."

　She supported Vivian and walked up the stairs step by step.

　""

　At the same time, Xingmo and Aurora were the first to arrive in front of the Skeleton Gate, and the orderly light and shadow reflected their faces.

　"I have never felt such a powerful supernatural power.

　"I don't feel this pressure," Aurora muttered. "Even when I was facing the invisible mist, I didn't feel this pressure."

　"The breath behind this door..." Xing Mo murmured, "So familiar..."

　Familiar, yet strange.

　The golden full moon and the blue stars shine and twinkle against each other.

　At the bottom of the sea, in a sunken city, a strange placenta envelops God's creation.

　As the broken picture flashed, Xing Mo involuntarily stretched out his hand and touched the surface of the Skeleton Gate.

　"Crescent Moon..." Xing Mo's face suddenly turned pale. "Crescent Moon is right behind here..."

　It rises to become a crescent moon, the dark blue moon in the eternal night.

　When Xing Mo came into contact with this magnificent gate, she felt that the spiritual power of the entire world was flowing into her palm. Countless broken pictures flashed before her eyes: New Galo, Xuecheng, Falu, Lidu, Danzhou, the landscapes of countless cities intersected with the strange iceberg, and at the foot of the iceberg lay countless bodies - those were the people whose spiritual power had been stripped away.

　Their souls were absorbed by the majestic iceberg, extending along the veins of the world all the way to Dragon Gate, transforming into this mottled, strange pale blue color.

　"Are you ready?" Xingmo turned to look at Aurora.

　"at any time."

　Aurora nodded with a faint smile on her face.

　So, Xing Mo gritted her teeth and pushed hard towards the door -

　"Om-"

　In an instant, an overwhelming blue exploded, instantly submerging everyone on the stairs and burying everything in pure incandescence.

　""

　After an unknown amount of time, when Xingmo opened her eyes, she found herself standing in pitch darkness.

　Behind her, something fell softly to the ground with a soft hum.

　Turning around, Xing Mo saw Weiweian lying on the ground in a mess, and quickly leaned over to help her:

　"Vivian, are you okay?"

　"No...it's okay..."

　Standing up with Xingmo's help, Weiweian looked around and murmured softly:

　"Where's Alice...?"

　Xing Mo also looked around, but found that there was no one around except her and Vivian, only pure darkness.

　"We are the only two who came in..." Xing Mo whispered, "It seems that not everyone can pass through that door..."

　The blood of the ice dragon and the essence of the golden full moon allowed the two to pass through the Skeleton Gate.

　"Where's the Reborn Dragon?" Vivian looked around fiercely, "I want to find him... I want revenge..."

　"Calm down. Anger won't solve anything." Xingmo grabbed Vivian's shoulders. "Perseth sacrificed himself so that you could live. Don't fall into the dragon's logic."

　These words calmed Vivian's crazy eyes a lot. She took a deep breath, suppressed the rage rising from the bottom of her heart, and sensed the surrounding environment together with Xingmo.

　"There's nothing here..." Vivian whispered, "I don't sense any crescent moon, nor any ascension power."

　There was only dead silence, endless dead silence.

　Just as the two of them were alertly watching their surroundings, suddenly, a whisper came from the space around them:

　""

　"LeRebrahiah..."

　"omekalfderagon..."

　"Listarkasmizalar..."

　The whispers intertwined with each other, and gradually, a faint blue light flashed across the dark horizon, gradually outlining the horizon.

　From the blue horizon, a huge crescent moon slowly rose, passing over Xingmo and Vivian at a height of less than a hundred meters, and soared into the sky.

　It was from this distance that Xingmo could clearly see the outline of the crescent moon.

　That's not the moon!

　Its surface radiated a faint blue, and when one looked up at the night sky from the ground, one could only see the pale blue, shimmering crescent moon. However, if one observed it from a height of less than a hundred meters, one could clearly see the gullies and outlines of the star.

　The scales stood up, the limbs were curled up as quiet as a baby, and the six wings were arched on the back as if squeezed, forming a crescent-shaped outline.

　It was the corpse of a dragon, a huge blue dragon, as big as a star.

　It has no head, and its broken neck drags out broken blue spots of light as the star moves, dispersing into stars in the sky.

　"Crescent moon..." Vivian murmured softly.

　"That's... the corpse of the Dark Moon Dragon, Obusgula..." Xingmo murmured softly, "He... was sunk behind the Dragon Gate? What is that crescent moon in the sky?"

　“It’s His projection.”

　A clear voice was heard, and Xingmo and Vivian turned their heads sharply and looked towards the source of the sound.

　At the same time, they saw Yuechen standing on the horizon. The playful smile on his face was gone, and his handsome features looked solemn and silent.

　"The goddess slew him," Yuechen recited like a priest at a funeral. "His body sank into the waves, transformed into scattered concepts, and was sealed by the Grand Gate."

　"Every night, his remains are projected into the night sky through astral projection, projecting a false crescent moon onto the false night sky. Together with the day and night, it suppresses the red moon."

　"This multi-ceremonial seal gradually creates a certain blind spot within the atmosphere that is independent of Red Moon's control, allowing for a truly peaceful night's sleep."

　"For thousands of years, He has been radiating His residual heat, under the protection of the goddess of sleep and tranquility, and the stars are constantly shining.

　Corrupt sentient beings again."

　"Isn't it amazing? This is the greatest ritual magic in the world, a ritual magic targeting another god at the cost of sacrificing two angels and one god."

　"Thirteen-string ritual magic, tranquil sea of ​​stars."

　As soon as she finished speaking, Xingmo felt a slight pain in her head, and a hidden power rushed into her forehead, corroding her spirit.

　She looked directly at Yuechen and whispered:

　"who are you?"

　"His shadow, His fragments, His residual consciousness," Yuechen smiled faintly. "Of course, I won't call myself "Him." The Dark Moon Dragon died in the scarlet dawn a thousand years ago. Now I am just a fragment... a fragment that was sealed by the goddess with a golden star and thrown into the sea..."