Chapter 968: The Fallen Moon Sons
The sky was already bright, but Aiwass had not returned yet.
Isabel had been busy all day yesterday and fell into a deep sleep right after releasing the possession. After waking up today and having just finished her meal, she used the Puppet Mask Tantra to once again attach herself to the Great Guardian.
Only then did she hear from the Great Guardian and Ligeia about the meteorite that hit the giant tree last night. She also learned that Aiwass had lost contact.
This made Isabel feel a little heavy.
She wasn't worried about Aiwass running away or being in danger - she had absolute trust in Aiwass. Isabel believed that Aiwass was just delayed by something.
This young and determined queen is now simply worried about whether she can successfully complete her mission.
...She wasn't the real Aiwass after all.
While a fifth-level artist could already mimic the power of the fifth-level Dao… it was only at the fifth level, and that wouldn't solve the problem at all. Whether dealing with the demon army or battling the Fallen Angels, she probably wouldn't be able to do it well.
If something goes wrong...those soldiers are innocent lives.
The lives of these people now rest on her shoulders, and Isabel feels overwhelmed by her strong sense of responsibility.
However, she did not show this uneasiness.
After a slight adjustment, "Evans" walked out with his head held high and a smile on his face.
Her eyes shone with a glow—the faint green glow of the Path of Beauty. But through the filter of illusion, to others, they became the same golden red as Aiwass's.
"—My soldiers, do you see the giant tree on the horizon?
“Look up, that giant tree carrying the meteorite is the miracle created by your great Pope!
"A despicable enemy seeks to attack the innocent, tearing the sky apart and causing the earth to rumble. However, even this plot will be shattered, and all innocents will be protected!"
Aiwass was full of vigor and declared loudly: "We will win!"
"We will win!"
“We will definitely win!!”
After defending for a whole night, the soldiers, whose passion had almost subsided, were aroused again.
The demons' attacks didn't cease at nightfall. Rather, they became even more intense.
After all, demons don't need sleep, and dark magic is more active at night. Demons, all of whom possess dark vision, also have an advantage in battle against human soldiers who lack night vision.
Yet soldiers must sleep—especially spellcasters.
It wasn't that they lacked energy due to lack of sleep, but rather that they needed to replenish their mana by accessing the dream world. Even the soldiers from the Black Eagle Principality, those "hunters" and "warriors," needed mana. And the decisive battle would inevitably take place during the day, even at noon, when the sun was at its strongest. Therefore, at least at that time, they couldn't be without strength to fight.
So these soldiers could only sleep in batches and in turns.
By taking alchemical potions and compressing the sleep time to three hours in the tent, they took turns replenishing their mana, which in turn would cause the awake soldiers to bear more pressure.
Even the protection of a higher-level transcendent was useless—because these demons were designed to drain their mana. Even if a certain area could no longer be defended, urgently waking the sleeping higher-level transcendents would be useless...that would only reduce their remaining mana for the next day. Repeated harassment like this for several days would easily overwhelm the soldiers, whose minds were already tainted, with anxiety and fear.
——Fortunately, there is the Son of the Moon, who also does not need sleep, can gain power at night, and can restore mana by hunting demons.
If Aiwass had not decided to bring these disgusting Moon Children with him, their morale would probably have collapsed on the first night.
These children of the moon also gained initial recognition from people due to their powerful combat capabilities at night.
When they first learned they would have to blend in with these "blood-sucking monsters," many soldiers were disgruntled, even terrified. No one knew if they would attack them in the middle of the night and suck them dry. It was only because His Holiness the Pope personally visited each camp last night to soothe their anxious hearts and guarantee their safety that they dared to sleep peacefully.
But once the war actually broke out, this discrimination, vigilance and hostility quickly dissipated.
The battlefield is a roaring meat grinder. It pulverizes limbs and mixes spirits.
On the battlefield, teammates are categorized as "awesome teammates," "reliable teammates," and "idiot teammates"—and the Moon Children, whose individual combat power is significantly greater than that of demons, fall into the category of "awesome teammates" that they can trust and feel safe with. The sense of security provided by these people dispels a great deal of tension and fosters friendship and trust.
And for the children of the moon, this is also a novel experience.
Although the Children of the Moon generally consider themselves "creatures superior to humans," and therefore possess a sense of unity and pride based on their tribe, they are, after all, parasitic on human society and are inevitably influenced by its judgments. Even if a person absolutely disagrees with a particular person's opinion, simply hearing similar comments will in fact influence and change them somewhat.
Words can kill.
From this perspective, it's inevitable that the Moon Children will eventually develop a sense of superiority. Because of their birth and predation mechanisms, people will inevitably develop fear and rejection of them, and they can't ignore the impact of this perception and public opinion on themselves...
Therefore, they will directly attack those who reject the Moon Children, labeling those who reject them as "stupid, inferior creatures," thereby minimizing the impact of this view on themselves. Belief in the Blood Sky Master is actually a radicalization of this idea - as long as I completely deny the existence of those people, they will have no influence on me.
——But in the final analysis, this is nothing more than deceiving oneself.
When a person repeatedly emphasizes "I don't care about your opinion", he has actually broken down.
There are very few Moonchildren born pureblood, and the vast majority are "zero generation," that is, Moonchildren transformed from humans, elves, or werewolves. They have complete "memories of their mortal days," making it impossible for them to be completely unaffected by human society's public opinion.
...And now, this is the first time they are accepted and recognized by humans.
When they were no longer hunters but protectors; when they were no longer excluded, warned, or hated but trusted and accepted by their companions, some of the Children of the Moon inevitably wavered.
Although most Moon Children still disdain this "acceptance" and even weave a logical chain in their minds that conforms to their worldview, there are still Moon Children who have begun to hesitate about their own blood-sucking behavior.
When the Moon Children truly realize that the people they prey on, suck blood from, and kill are actually their own kind, they inevitably feel guilty. After all, the Moon Children are not a naturally evil race like the demons; they are simply humans with "stronger desires." Becoming a Moon Child does not necessarily turn you into a cold, blood-sucking demon without blood or tears.
The first and oldest children of the moon - those who believe in the constant self, but they adhere to the "principle of dedication", that is, they can only suck the blood of those who voluntarily dedicate themselves.
However, if this were the case, the Moon Children would not be able to spread and would even slowly die out. The Moon Children of the past realized this problem, so they separated themselves as a "higher race" and allowed their descendants to ignore this problem as much as possible.
But they lack a culture of their own and are ultimately dependent on the human race, with no reproductive isolation from humans. Even their Moon Child identity can be partially inherited through heredity. From this perspective, they can be considered nothing more than a special kind of human, akin to a superpowered human.
Now, Aiwass threw this problem back to them, forcing the Children of the Moon to face it.
——If we are truly of the same race as humans, then this blood-sucking journey...
The few awakened Sons of the Moon hesitated and thought of the vast fog they had seen a few days ago.
Come to think of it, Wu Tiansi...was also the protector of the Moon Child in the past.
As they thought about this, they began to hesitate.
But just when they felt guilty about their blood-sucking behavior and began to doubt the racial education they received.
At the same time, they heard a strange but gentle voice:
"My children, I am glad that you realize this..."
That was Wu Tiansi's voice!
——The Heavenly Official is here in person!
These lucky moon children were almost trembling with excitement!
When had they ever received such treatment before?
I needn't even mention Heng... Neither the Blood Heavenly Master nor the Feast Heavenly Master would have the time to bother with ordinary Moon Children like them. The few who did hear the Blood Heavenly Master's voice were usually scolding or mocking. It was even less likely that they would be so gentle, so forgiving and kind, like a mother.
Without exception, they all changed their beliefs and accepted the power bestowed by the Mist God.
That's a new ability called "Atomization"!
This ability replaced their bat-like form, allowing them to transform into mist, thus bypassing many of the Moon Children's inherent flaws and even reducing their thirst for blood.
And this is just the first step.
Wu Tiansi promised that if they could further repent of their past sins and kill these fallen demons, they would gradually be transformed into new lives that were equally immortal but did not need to suck blood!
——Isn’t that a perfect person!?
They are excited about it.
In the legends of the Moon Children, the so-called "perfect man" is a Moon Child without any flaws. The need to suck blood to survive naturally counts as a flaw—and now, treading upon blessed holy soil, they briefly experience the beauty of being "perfect." It is precisely because of this that these Moon Children do not feel the uncontrollable, mind-destroying thirst for blood.
There is no need to suck blood, so there is no regret.
Just as some extraordinary beings don't need to eat, nor do they make people constantly hungry, but rather constantly satisfied; some people don't need to sleep, nor do they feel constantly sleepy, but are always awake. Although they don't drink blood, they feel as awake and comfortable as if they were full of blood.
But now, Wu Tiansi promised them that this would be the norm in the future!
Even if you leave this land, you can still escape the curse of bloodsucking!
This can be said to be quite tempting for the Children of the Moon who have realized the "sin of blood-sucking"!
Wu Tiansi encouraged them to get more Moon Children to come to their side - this made the Moon Children look at each other and quietly search for "kindred spirits" in the crowd. When they saw familiar faces looking at them, they would all smile knowingly; and when they saw that their friends were still ignorant, they would also feel regretful.
——If possible, they also hope that their friends can come to "their side".
These "fallen" Moon Children further consolidated the situation. These "New Moon Children," who had initially overcome the Moon Children's flaws, actively led humanity in outward expansion—no longer slacking off, but giving their all, even risking their lives!
After the sun rose, the battle situation improved. The Moon Children became the main force in the battle, and the mages realized that the Moon Children had changed from passive defense to active attack, and began to assist the Moon Children in the battle.
With these wise mages in overall command, the increasingly excited Sons of the Moon continued to fight off the demons - and felt their bodies becoming free bit by bit!
That's a more fascinating experience than sucking blood!
Every time you kill a demon, you will feel your body become lighter and your mind become clearer!
The attacks of these "Sons of the Moon" became more and more fanatical and excited.
Gradually, their every move stirred up a thin mist. A hazy white fog had enveloped the entire battlefield, and the demons were strangled by the invisible mist before they could even land.
One after another, "Sons of the Moon" began to master the use of mist.
With them standing at the front and withstanding the most brutal charge, the human soldiers also displayed unprecedented resilience!
As more and more soldiers woke up, the troops were gradually replenished. The soldiers gradually recovered their magic power and the front line began to advance outward!
When they began to advance outward, they were like a crushing force!
The increasingly fanatical "Sons of the Moon" began to shout - their decadent emotions were transformed into fighting spirit, and their strong murderous intent was integrated into the demons.
The demons were confused and were repelled by these children of the moon.
Finally, the demons couldn't bear it anymore and called for help.
Then, when the sun reached its highest point, the situation changed—
Swarms of flies filled the air, bringing with them the plague.
Amazing! I'm writing chapter 2 now, I forgot the time for chapter 1! (Thumps the floor)
This is the first chapter. There will be a second chapter in the early morning. Don’t wait, get up and read it!
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