Chapter 768 He will rise and fall
"Everyone here feeds on me—the Moon Child feeds on his own blood slaves, and I let my lover feed on me."
Count Leipzig said slowly, "With the love that has accumulated over the years, when they have consumed enough of me, they will gradually become another me. It is not that I have taken away their souls, but that their souls have merged with mine.
"So they're not entirely myself, but another me. In other words, I made myself into these shapes. Is there anyone in the universe who says people can't carve their own limbs? Or, in other words, who says people can't make themselves into works of art? They all did it voluntarily—not in the sense of offering their bodies, but in the sense of participating in the process."
As soon as Count Leipzig finished speaking, the "vase girl" opened her eyes.
She made a hoarse and ethereal voice: "If you don't believe it..."
Then, the boy with deer horns who was being chased by bullets also put away his fear and turned around: "Then I can change someone."
The Saint who was sewn into the tree also looked over with difficulty: "I'm telling you the same thing."
"To verify the truth of this matter."
"To prove the fiery, sticky and deadly nature of this love—"
"……snort."
General Karl snorted coldly, frowned, and spit out a few words harshly: "What a monster."
As he finished speaking, the sculptures returned to their original positions.
Count Leipzig cheerfully walked up behind him and placed his hand on his shoulder. "This is what the Son of the Moon is like... But, you just said you were a fifth-level transcendent? Now... I'm afraid you're no longer."
"Indeed. I am now a 'Warrior', a 'Fire Wielder'."
General Karl spoke calmly, tilting his head slightly.
His originally dark golden pupils turned into blazing flames, as if they were just two windows, through which he could see a building burning in the darkness.
"Why, you want to kill me?"
General Karl asked, "Because I know things I shouldn't know... like the Ouroboros ritual?"
"Hong Xiang once requested this, but I saved your life."
Count Leipzig patted General Karl on the shoulder and said, "You have to thank me."
"Thank you so much—I take back what I said about you acting like a teenager."
General Karl wasn't too surprised. He just nodded slightly and said something that was either sarcastic or praiseful: "At least you can still negotiate with your parents... What do your parents say?"
The general did not mention anything specific, but Count Leipzig already knew what he wanted to ask.
"I was just about to go back to Leipzig when my father called me back."
Count Leipzig complained, "It all started with that idiot Alphonse... Father started smashing things again, this time even punching through the ceiling. Luckily, he has this good habit; at least he doesn't take his anger out on anyone."
"Just after my father calmed down a bit, Yan Tiansi's promotion happened. He was furious, throwing anything he could get his hands on, even throwing me out. After all, he had long coveted Earl Dawn's dragon liver... After I stopped you from being silenced, he asked me to include Earl Dawn as a victim of the Ring of the Tail."
“…Sacrificial?”
General Karl was stunned for a moment.
Count Leipzig said frankly, "Well, one of the secrets of the Tail Ring ritual is that a fifth-level Transcendent must be chosen as the sacrifice—a position originally meant for you. Since you're no longer a Transcendent, it doesn't matter if I tell you this secret."
"You told me this, aren't you afraid that I will tell other people in the Rosicrucian?" General Karl was very surprised.
"Haha," Count Leipzig laughed. "Is it possible that almost everyone knows about this—except you? They know about it, but haven't told you... They haven't even explained the details of the Tail Ring Ceremony to you. You should also know what this means, right?"
"……snort."
General Karl snorted coldly, knowing that Count Leipzig had done him another favor.
Compared to the demonologists, he was too upright, and therefore out of place. Similarly, because of this, compared to other fifth-level demon incarnations, his control over the demon within him was the weakest... and in this "one person needs to be sacrificed" segment, it was naturally the most unpopular General Karl who received the "unanimous recommendation" from everyone.
Not even one person came forward to report it.
Karl could only nod and pocket this cheap, expired favor: "I'll keep it in mind—whether it's you or them."
"Don't blame me. You know, I was able to join the Rosicrucian purely because of my father's influence. Everyone in the entire society knows that I'm not the original Prince Heinrich. I was able to inherit my predecessor's social connections purely because I represent the Red Prime Minister..."
Count Leipzig smiled and said, "That's why they don't consider me their absolute friend. At least, they'll avoid me when it comes to the Moon Child's plan. In this respect, perhaps my intelligence is not as good as yours..."
"Indeed."
Carl nodded: "I have some information here that may be of interest to you."
"I have some here too—how about you tell me first?"
Count Leipzig said gently.
"It's not just within the Rosicrucian Order. The entire Society now believes that Earl Dawn was killed by the Red Prime Minister himself—a fact that is deeply resentful within the Society. Furthermore, the Red Prime Minister's son was subjected to retaliatory measures by Sprengel, yet the Red Prime Minister chose to remain silent on this matter."
Several lower-ranking demonologists within the academy were instructed by their superiors to provoke Hong Xiang and demand a response... These included members of the police and media, who spread the news of Hong Xiang's suspected murder. Many others, receiving orders from the same source, began writing articles denouncing Moon Child and publicizing his many evil deeds.
"Of course, in my opinion... these are all the truth. At least they didn't lie, they just wrote things that were not allowed to be written before."
General Karl commented sharply.
"That's all?"
Count Leipzig smiled and said, "I know all this—but do you want to know what happened to those people?"
"What?"
Karl was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously tightened his crutches: “What do you mean…the end?”
Count Leipzig raised his eyebrows and said leisurely:
"After my father calmed down the second time, his mood actually improved. He told me... we no longer needed to endure, because the god belonging to us, the Children of the Moon, had already been born.
"Neither the Blood Celestial Being nor the Eternal One will easily answer our prayers. The Fallen Celestial Being, worshipped by the demonologists, is also a god of evil and cannot bring protection to the Star Antimony. The Amber Celestial Being, worshipped by the Spirit Tower, will also not provide protection for the living. The alchemists don't even have a divine patron to whom they can relate.
"Now, we, the Sons of the Moon, are the most suitable to become the rulers of the Star Realm. The Feasting Celestial Master is different from those Celestial Masters who are indifferent to the material world. The Dragon Lord is our ancestor and a god known for his hospitality. He will surely protect the Star Realm, just as the Silver Crown Dragon protects Avalon."
"……so what?"
"So, those 'members of the association that denounced the Moon Child' you mentioned have all been killed by us."
The Count of Leipzig replied, "Drain all of your blood and hang them upside down in Leipzig's Town Square tomorrow morning. From now on, Leipzig will be the new capital... I bought you an apartment in the very heart of the capital. Are you happy?"
"...Kill them all?"
General Karl was taken aback. "And you've even drained all the blood? Aren't you afraid that people's resistance to the Moon Child will increase further?"
"Resist? How can they resist?"
Upon hearing this, Count Leipzig laughed and said, "Those who dare to resist will be killed.
"Father said that we don't need to worry about laws, public opinion, or the news now—the Blood Moon belonging to the Children of the Moon has arrived, and we must seize this opportunity. The Star Antimony people have longed for a god that truly belongs to them... and the Children of the Moon around the world have longed for this day for far too long.
"Now, the time has come. It is time to hold an intoxicating orgy to celebrate our Lord's ascension.
"Now, anyone who dares to speak out will be hanged; anyone who dares to resist will be killed... Regardless of who killed Earl Dawn, it means that the Winter Demon has been eradicated and we no longer have any natural enemies.
"You have to know that back in the Imperial Era, demons like the Fire Demon, Winter Demon, and Night Demon were worshipped as gods by the ignorant masses... They were all apostles of the Fallen Angels, and they couldn't be summoned at will."
"Then...what about His Majesty?"
The moment General Karl said this, he already had a bad feeling: "And... what about the Black Phase? What do the Ziggurat say?"
"Father said..."
Finn Heinrich von Leipzig said calmly, word by word, "He will personally deal with little Alfonso. There will be no problem. He is determined, and even the 'Principal' cannot stop him."
"The curtain he opened must fall with him. He will rise and set, just like the sun, moon, and stars, eternally rotating, shining day and night...
"—This is called having a beginning and an end."
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