第三十七章 安排！

从罗塞尔主动招惹原始月亮开始——
本土旧日与域外大能之间的角力也就随之打响了。
罗塞尔也确实是打得一手如意算盘，在察觉到自己可能无法抗衡某个存在之后，就果断的选择再引来另一个强大的敌人，去对抗现在的敌人，以求保全自身，获得喘息的机会……
——I have to say, this idea is actually not bad.
——Both ways are risky, but being targeted by one old enemy and being fought over by two old enemies may be even worse, but it gives you room for maneuver.
And the original moon is also happy to see it happen, even though realizing that Russell is trying to sow discord, she still doesn't care at all, ready to arrogantly devour the snacks that are being handed to her on a silver platter... This is the confidence possessed by the pillar-level ancient, fallen goddess, besides those two lunatics who perished together, she doesn't believe that there is anyone else in this universe worthy of her fear.
So, this is more of a good thing.
Not only can we devour a "Black Emperor" delivered to our door, but we can also take this opportunity to investigate the peculiar existence that suddenly emerged and is out of sync with the entire universe... Why not seize the opportunity and experience the joy of it?
And then, the counterattack was even more fierce than imagined.
As a result, both sides engaged in a fierce battle, tearing at each other across distant light-years and the vastness of space for hundreds of years. If it weren't for the unique circumstances in the solar system, the entire galaxy would likely have been demolished long ago.
The standoff has persisted until now, with both sides refusing to back down. The fallen goddess, with a firm grip on her prey, refuses to let go, while Gu Mo certainly won't surrender so easily. Thus, they have been engaged in a constant tug-of-war... Both parties have exercised restraint, maintaining a delicate balance that has yet to be disrupted, until this very day.
Without any warning...
The divine being who governs electronics and machinery unleashed a colossal roar towards the crimson moon.
In an instant, the red moon shattered.
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In the silence of the night, all sounds vanished.
Finally able to take a break, Krean lay on the bed, feeling like their entire being was falling apart.
He yawned wearily while reminiscing about yet another busy day.
After a week of this, he felt like he was reliving his high school days, or even more grueling than a typical high school student... His daily schedule was packed to the brim, whether it was mysterious studies and corresponding practical work, shooting training and combat exercises, or duty shifts at Charnise Gate. If there were no training arrangements, he had to visit the Divination Club, attend events at Howin University, or hold Tarot sessions...
If he is the previous version of Zhou Mingrui, the corporate slave, he might have really lost such self-discipline.
It can only be said that fortunately, after he crossed over, his body became younger and more energetic, combined with a deep understanding of his situation, so he could persevere.
It's as if after the tarot meeting at three o'clock today, Klayne really wants to take a break and relax. However, he still feels that it's too early in the afternoon and forces himself to hurriedly leave for the divination club. Translated: It's as if after the tarot meeting at three o'clock today, Klayne really wants to take a break and relax. However, he still feels that it's too early in the afternoon and forces himself to hurriedly leave for the divination club.
After all, the formula for the potion of the sequence 8 "Clown" has been obtained...
Now, only waiting for the current potion of the "fortune teller" to digest completely, he must seize the time and not relax...
And today, when I went to the fortune-telling Furniture Club, I also made some progress. Mr. Gracius, who had recently recovered from a lung disease, had consulted him about an investment in the Lanelus Steel Company and received a negative result. However, it seems that the other party, although they listened to his advice, only took in a little bit. That's why he came back today.
The gentleman still ventured to invest, but luckily only invested one-third of the intended amount, so although the losses were severe, they did not reach the point of complete destruction.
He and a lady named Christina came to seek Kleine's help to find out if there was still a chance to recover their losses invested in this scam. In order to divine the whereabouts of Larnrus, they needed items related to him. The lady even brought a pregnant girl in an attempt to use Larnrus' child as a medium for divination, which was quite ridiculous...
Unable to resist, he yawned and drifted off, thinking about what had happened today.
Slowly, he entered the realm of dreams.
It's unclear how much time had passed, but suddenly, in the midst of his drowsiness, he jolted awake, feeling a sense of urgency in his dream.
“……！
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The previously dim room suddenly brightened up, with outside the window shining a blindingly white light. At first glance, it appeared like an endless ocean of light, dissipating the darkness, banishing the night, and engulfing everything in its path.
Did I oversleep? Is it already daytime? Does that mean I will be late for work?
- This was Klayne's initial reaction in a dazed state.
What's going on? Am I dreaming? How can there be such a strange dream?
——This is Klaein's second reaction after barely recovering his ability to think.
Suddenly realizing something was off, he jumped up from the bed and rushed to the window without even putting on his shoes, eagerly looking outside. However, he couldn't see anything... because what met his eyes was a vast expanse of whiteness, with the entire world covered in a blinding white light that seemed to engulf everything. In this over-exposed field of vision, all he could see was the glaring white, and nothing else.
Even the buildings just outside the window, the outlines of which were within reach,
are almost completely invisible.
"What the hell..."
Kerwin almost swore, he shook his head, feeling that this scene in front of him was truly surreal.
However, it did happen exactly as described. The noise that filled the room indicated that Benson and Melissa had both been awakened and were now unsure of what to do. Furthermore, the streets outside were filled with commotion, as if the sleeping residents had been startled and frightened one after another.
As a member of the night shift, Klein naturally wants to take action right away, but he doesn't know what to do and his mind is equally chaotic.
Speaking of which, is this an extraordinary event?
It is possible, maybe roughly, it should be considered a supernatural phenomenon rather than a natural one.
But isn't the scope too broad? It goes beyond just local incidents. And which direction should we investigate? The number of affected people is beyond imagination, yet there are no clues about the suspect... Hmm, on the other hand, is there any tangible criminal force involved in this matter, or is it simply a pure phenomenon occurring?!
Feeling a great headache, he subconsciously felt that this was no longer a problem that Night Walkers could handle.
At least... it's not a Night Walker in Tinggen who can interfere.
He can only hope that the Church itself can handle it well. The Goddess must have a way to deal with it... His thoughts are in a mess. Kraeln prepares to draw the curtains, leave the bedroom, and find Benson and the others. He needs to stabilize his older brother and sister's emotions first and then figure out what to do.
However, at this moment, the ocean of light above the dome suddenly dissipated...
It was an energy flow larger than the entire planet, crossing the space on its own trajectory. Like a surging river, the planet itself was insignificant compared to it. Once caught in the flow, the planet would instantly be shattered into concept-breaking particles, leaving no trace of its existence.
However.
“最初”留下的屏障犹在——
所以地球本身仍是稳如泰山，屹然不动。
只有那无尽煊赫辉煌的光线，透过屏障射了进来，却也被过滤去了所有的威能、权柄，不复有任何的杀伤力，只剩下了耀眼的光影特效本身。
The mundane beings in the world are unaware of the reason behind this, just like the great master of the restroom, the future Mr. Foolish, and the current Zhou Mingrui are equally puzzled. His current level is too low, and the events that are unfolding are too distant from him. Moreover, they do not pose any threat and do not involve himself, so his spiritual state naturally remains unaffected.
He can't even figure out what this phenomenon means now, whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.
"Is it over just like that...?"
Klaine stood by the window, staring wide-eyed at the sky returning to its original state. It seemed like the previous spectacle was all sound and fury, and once the special effects were gone, everything went back to normal. The chaos hadn't ceased, but it was quickly contained and the spreading momentum was halted. As people witnessed everything returning to normal, the previous scene seemed like a dream, leaving them astonished.
夜色还是那样的夜色，星空还是那样的星空，月亮还是那样的……的……
等等！月亮呢！
那么大的一个月亮呢！
克来恩终于是意识到什么，他不敢置信的瞪大眼睛，竭力望向整个夜空，搜寻能够看见的每一寸天宇，却就是不见那应该高悬在天上的月亮轮廓。
Empty and devoid of anything, at least in this moment, the moon has indeed disappeared into the causal fabric of the entire universe.
Of course, it is only for this moment.
Without waiting for Ke Lai'en to think instinctively, a point in his field of vision suddenly became bright, followed by a shimmering full moon appearing out of nowhere. Its outline quickly became plump, almost in the blink of an eye, turning into a blood-red full moon, as if seeking revenge, it scattered a more intense and rich crimson moonlight onto the world.
It appeared! The moon appeared!
Did I just not see it before, or was it covered by something? Or maybe... it had just been wiped out by some indescribable terror, only to reappear again?
——In a moment that Klein himself was not even aware of, a thought flashed through his mind.
"How could it be the Blood Moon..." he muttered softly, feeling increasingly convinced that the events of tonight were too extraordinary, completely incomprehensible. Please let me know if there's anything else I can assist you with.
Could it be that she is really a goddess... in a bad mood?
This seems to be a possible explanation, considering the emblem of the Dark Night Church, which is predominantly black with shining accents, surrounding a crescent of deep crimson. Moreover, the church's prayer gesture resembles the shape of a crimson moon, and combined with the goddess' title of "Crimson Mistress," it naturally leads many to perceive the crimson moon as a symbol of the goddess.
The moon changes several times a year and these changes are unpredictable. Occasionally, it may even turn into a blood moon.
Neither astronomers nor mystics can explain this unexplainable phenomenon, so they attribute it to the goddess's bad mood... After all, women's emotions naturally have no pattern.
At this moment, Kaelin's spirituality suddenly had a reaction.
Endless gray-white mist remained unchanged throughout eternity, within which a illusory red star expanded and contracted, faintly transmitting ethereal murmurs.
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Beckland.
When the riots and noise from the streets outside reached his ears, Folse Wall curled up in pain by the window, struggling and reenacting a scene where people's sorrows and joys did not intersect. Especially with the increasingly intense, red moonlight shining through the window, her body convulsed and twitched repeatedly, and she even tore out a handful of her own hair in agony.
As her eyes watched in horror, her hair, visibly growing rapidly, showed no signs of reduction. On the contrary, it seemed to be multiplying...
Accompanied by the unpleasant sound of squeaking, her nails, also rapidly lengthening, left deep gouges on the wooden floor as she clawed at them in agony...
She never expected that, after the moon reappeared, it would immediately transform into a blood-red full moon. And as she stood by the window in astonishment, watching the sky, she was directly dealt a disabling blow. Translation: She completely didn't expect that, after the moon reappeared, it would immediately transform into a blood-red full moon. And at that moment, she stood by the window in shock, watching the sky, and suffered a crippling blow.
And while Foucault was struggling in pain,
一块神秘的银牌不知何时，静静的躺在旁边的地板上。