Huh? Are they all real?...

However, their first god appeared in the middle to late Second Age.

Blood Moon was considered a normal deity for a long time after his ascension to godhood.

It wasn't exactly mild, but it was still a fair distribution of rewards and punishments.

And thus he has a group of staunch followers who admire his charisma rather than his power.

But when time came to the late Second Age...

The Blood Moon seemed to transform into a god, growing increasingly insane.

He not only established the Blood Dynasty, but also began to condone the brutality of the Blood Nobles and to greatly oppress all other races.

As a result, various forces not belonging to the Blood Dynasty gradually rose up in resistance against the Blood Dynasty.

But this is not a short-term matter; the death of the Blood Dynasty is a very slow process.

Because nobody really wants to go to war with a god for the sake of a group of mortals.

He is still a clearly abnormal god.

Many historians like to use the fall of the Blood Dynasty as the marker for the beginning of the Third Age.

Because using the death of a god and the appearance of a new god as a marker is far too striking.

In particular, these two deities, one before the other, have a very close relationship.

The lonely dark moon, which replaced the mad blood moon, was once His saint.

Few people understand why Dark Moon, as the Blood Moon Saintess, would choose to rebel against her own god.

Although the Blood Saintess at that time was merely a mascot who was elevated to the position because of her noble bloodline.

Some say this is because the former Blood Saintess saw only brutality and destruction in her supreme god. In order to continue her race and civilization, she had no choice but to rebel.

Some say it was simply because the Blood Saintess saw an opportunity to become a god, even though she wasn't the closest to achieving that status at the time. But who could resist the allure of godhood?

Some say that the Blood Saintess's rebellion was not due to her desire for a divine position, nor because of her disappointment with the chief god, but because of her expectations for the king!

The Moon King, the one who fought to the last moment for the world of the living and won victory, is undoubtedly a hero in the eyes of many races and factions.

He is also hailed as one of the greatest kings.

However, there are also some unpleasant rumors about Him. For example, many people say that the Goddess of the Dark Moon betrayed her own god because she listened to the instigation of the Moon King.

The Blood Moon, driven to madness, is undoubtedly an evil god, but its act of betrayal is ultimately something to be avoided.

This violates the oath of eternal loyalty.

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The girl had long, silver-white hair. Although her face was hidden deep beneath her veil, even the glimpse of it was enough for everyone who saw her to recognize her.

She is undoubtedly a woman whose beauty borders on the outrageous.

It is precisely because of her beauty and her bloodline that she is so admired.

Only then will she be chosen as the new saint.

Once upon a time, this was a position that everyone would envy and be jealous of.

Because this is the spokesperson of the gods.

But now, people just think it's a joke.

Before her.

There were once three holy sons and two holy daughters.

Of them, only two were from one of the eight ducal families, just like the girl today.

The other three are noble princes!

Even if several generations have passed, they are still descendants of the king!

And she is far more powerful than this seemingly gentle, even somewhat foolish, girl.

You should know that one of the five of them is even an angel!

But now, the girl has become the new saintess.

The reason, of course, is that the five men before her had all died.

Even the most powerful and most favored of the First Holy Son died directly in front of the Central Altar.

When people found him, his head had been severed and impaled on a spear, stuck straight into the Blood Moon altar.

No one knows why an angel died so easily, nor does anyone know why their chief god was completely unaware of it, even though it was right in front of the Blood Moon altar.

After that, whenever a new Holy Son or Holy Daughter appeared, they never lived more than five days.

Therefore, when a holy position becomes vacant and a new candidate is needed to fill it.

The blood nobles all backed down.

In the end, they had no choice but to forcibly promote the least favored and most ostracized illegitimate daughter.

Anyway, she is indeed of the bloodline of the eight dukes.

In this way, there is at least an explanation.

Meanwhile, they were all speculating about when the new saintess would be beheaded by the mysterious assassin and impaled on a spear.

Some people bet three days, some bet one day, and some bet four days, but no one bet that she could live for five days.

None of the people before her lived past that time.

However, the girl surprised everyone.

She remained unharmed until the tenth day.

People just thought she was lucky.

They all secretly cursed themselves for making the wrong bet.

Today, the young girl entered the temple to pray amidst the disgust and amusement of the blood nobles.

Following the established customs, she donned a blood-stained holy robe, concealing her true appearance.

He stood alone in the cathedral, which was predominantly scarlet.

Offering prayers with hands clasped together.

But no one knew that the girl was not praying to her own god.

She was praying to the primordial order.

Pray for that very interesting and wonderful knight.

I heard heavy footsteps behind me.

After giving the great primordial a warning that He did not care about.

The girl quickly turned around.

Even without seeing her face, one could hear the immense joy in her voice:

"Sir Knight, you've come again!"

The knight holding the lance removed his helmet.

He smiled at the girl in front of him:

“We are enemies, esteemed lady.”

"But didn't you let me go?"

The knight, holding a long spear and clutching a helmet, shook his head and laughed:

“Miss, that’s because I have no reason to kill you.”

"It's possible that it won't happen again!"

After resolutely shaking her head, the Saintess asked expectantly again:

"So, do you have any new stories to share today?"

The knight walked up to the saintly maiden, put down his lance and helmet, and sat down cross-legged, saying:

"My story will always be there, but miss, have you prepared some soup to soothe my throat?"

"Of course!"

With a happy expression, the young girl brought out the red borscht she had specially prepared early in the morning.

As the knight drank the borscht, Moen opened his eyes at the same time.

As dawn broke, the dream ended.

Chapter 203 Another Fellow Villager (3k)

Moen sat quietly on the edge of the bed, looking out the window.

The sun had already risen, and neither the girl in his dream nor the dark moon in reality were by Moen's side anymore.

Moen removed the medal he always wore on his chest.

This is the medal of his good friend, King Thorin Ironfoot of Turin, and the only thing Moen took from the Seven Hills.

The obverse of the medal features a crown and a hammer, while the reverse depicts a crimson moon.

The hammer naturally represents the King of Turin, while the crown represents the Moon King.

This was once proof of their friendship.

Lost in thought, Moen turned the medal over and quietly stroked the scarlet moon on the back.

Blood Moon was initially a normal god, though not particularly good, but not as insane as he later became.

Moen had tried to find out why He had become like this.

Ultimately, they didn't get any useful information.

The only thing known is that one of the eight dukes of the vampire clan once presented Him with a bronze beast.

According to the clues Moen found, that should be the reason why the Blood Moon started to go berserk.

However, the bronze beast Moen was never found until the Blood Moon was successfully sealed.

Previously, Moen had no clue about this, but now...

Realizing that Sals was also involved, Moen suddenly felt that perhaps he had found the answer.

Salz was a god from the early Second Age, and he was killed by his own grave near the Valley of Monuments.

He and Blood Moon were from completely different eras.

However, Sals is now active in the Seven Hills, although it cannot be ruled out that Sals is following Aurora's instructions.

However, this is because Aurora was much later than Blood Moon and Sals.

Moen felt that the cause of this incident was likely something Sals did to prepare for unforeseen circumstances.

Prophets are eyes that peer into the future; they can easily manipulate the future in ways that only they themselves know about.

Throughout Moen's gaming journey, he also personally dealt with the troubles left behind by the three Prophet Lords.

Therefore, Sals should be the one to lead the three, but because he and Blood Moon were both in poor condition, Aurora, who joined last, took the lead.

Based on this reasoning and referring to past experience, the bronze beast was probably left behind by Sals.

With that thought in mind, Moen dipped his finger in tea and started drawing on the table.

Regardless of whether their reasoning is correct or not, Sals and Aurora definitely want to unseal the Blood Moon.

The fact that the remaining seals of the Blood Moon will be found and destroyed is definitely thanks to that guy Sals.

Furthermore, in the wrong process, it was Sals who detonated everything in his pursuit of the last seal.

So perhaps I could tamper with it.

With a direction in mind, Moen roughly devised a method that would definitely be very effective for Sals.

"Saals, how about we see if you'll crash into it again this time?"

After saying this, Moen's lips curled up slightly.