Chapter 351

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Chapter 351: The Praying Mantis Catches the Cicada

In a deep blue, enchanted world, Bai Yan’s expression was neutral, neither joyful nor sorrowful. He extended his hand, taking the civilization-level relic whip, Incinerator, from Scarlet Moon. This powerful whip possessed the unique ability to “expel.”

“Uh, let’s end the battle here.”

Only four seconds remained.

In these final seconds, Bai Yan swung the whip countless times, each strike landing with precision on the enemy.

As a transcendent being of the “Apocalypse” level, he wielded an impressive “Aura”—a versatile defense against “Evil Spirits.” When his soul ignited, this “Aura” became even stronger.

However, with relentless strikes from the whip, the Evil Spirit’s defense eventually shattered.

At the same time, the “Evil Spirit,” caught off guard, was unprepared for the ambush. Unaware of the formidable opponent awaiting it, the banishing effect of the whip began to take full effect.

Finally, Bai Yan found a moment to return the whip to its rightful place, switching it to his other hand.

Time resumed its normal flow.

“Boom!”

With a mighty roar, the armor of the Evil Spirit exploded in all directions. The ethereal blue souls once connected to the armor were forcefully expelled, leaving the dimension of reality with an undeniable sense of longing.

Yet, despite this expulsion, the Evil Spirit did not completely dissipate from the burning of its soul. Over half of its essence remained intact.

Christine, witnessing this scene, was filled with a mixture of emotions.

In this way, her grandfather was truly gone.

However, in a sense, this could be seen as a positive outcome.

The former captain of the Knights of the Divine Blade—undoubtedly a top-tier warrior—was sent away from this world.

But the crisis he had caused remained unresolved.

The massive city in the sky loomed like a dark cloud, blocking out the heavens, casting a shadow over everything below.

The city was descending, and in mere moments, it would obliterate the entire first district of Annottales.

Members of major families, alongside their servants, knelt in despair, powerless to do anything but weep in sorrow.

Suddenly, a faint and melodic bird song emanated from the spot where the Ritual of Tranquility had formed a pillar of white light.

As the bird’s song echoed, the sky itself transformed into a colorful display, replacing the overwhelming red light that had flooded the area.

Under this radiant array of colors, the enormous city began to slow its descent, gradually reversing its trajectory and returning to its original position.

Well, the problem had been resolved smoothly.

Though the situation was far from over, every step taken thus far had been nearly flawless.

“World Savior,” “Profligate…” Bai Yan’s clone nodded with satisfaction, admiring the unfolding scene.

Then, another bird chirped.

The white beam of light shattered with a thunderous crack, and the majestic Ritual of Tranquility dissolved into nothingness.

Both bird chirps had come from a mighty mythical creature of Apocalypse level: a fiery phoenix that had lived for tens of thousands of years. This phoenix, not of Noah’s world, was a guardian beast from another realm—a mythical creature hailing from a magical civilization.

The phoenix had been brought as a powerful ally from another world by the Divine Executor after half of the Dark Night Saints had departed following the divine oracle. This change had transformed Annottales.

The influence of the Dark Light Church had long extended across multiple worlds, standing strong for nearly ten thousand years. Its true power was far greater than what could be measured by its few members alone.

In a short time, the Kingdom of Dark Light had secured Apocalypse-level reinforcements from other worlds—a feat neither the Air Alliance, established for less than a thousand years, nor the Nightfall could achieve.

Bai Yan praised, “Truly, you are the Divine Executor of the Dark Light Church. You anticipated the enemy’s countermeasures and did not abandon your preparations, despite your overwhelming strength…”

After a brief pause, Amicio, the Son of God, and the one-eyed girl returned from the Otherworld.

Bai Yan knew the Evil Spirit had failed, but he was unconcerned. He smiled, glancing in the direction of the people at Babel Tower.

“Maybe, we will have a chance to become friends in the future.”

“But it is also possible…”

With those words, he vanished, and the space distorted. Chris and the Head of Dark Night also reappeared in their place.

At that moment, Bai Yan heard an unusually heavy breath from nearby.

Just a short distance away…

Scarlet Moon stood, motionless, her eyes gleaming. A slight trace of drool lingered at the corner of her mouth as she breathed heavily.

In this moment, Scarlet Moon had completely shed her former strength and dominance. Her face was filled with eagerness, like a starving beast, letting out a soft whimper.

“It feels like it’s been a few days since I last saw you… but I didn’t expect you to have drained so much blood before, yet still couldn’t last a few days…”

Bai Yan was stunned. He knew of Scarlet Moon’s craving for blood, but he never imagined it would be this insatiable.

After a moment’s reflection in Babel Tower, Bai Yan, in his true form, decided to release Scarlet Moon from her confinement.

Then, he controlled the clone outside the Temple of Dark Light while leaving Babel Tower. He waited for the right moment to enter the heart of the Temple of Dark Light.

Sometimes, opportunities are fleeting and may never come again.

The next instant, Scarlet Moon transformed into a streak of red light, swiftly pouncing upon her target.

She embraced Bai Yan tightly, greedily drinking in his fresh blood.

Alan and Christine stood frozen, utterly stunned.

But Scarlet Moon paid them no mind, calmly drinking the blood without a hint of emotion. Her gaze was cold as she stared at Alan and Christine.

Both felt an overwhelming sense of danger and instinctively turned their heads away, pretending not to have seen the spectacle.

Scarlet Moon was unbothered, but Bai Yan was… He struggled to push her away, but she held on firmly, refusing to let go.

Shaking his head, Bai Yan decided to give up on any sense of modesty. He allowed her to cling to him while he smiled and took a step forward.

As if praising a student, Bai Yan spoke in a senior tone, “Mysterious Magic… you did well just now. Your abilities work wonders when paired with anyone.”

Alan nodded silently, his gaze drifting awkwardly to the scene before him—Bai Yan being forcefully embraced by the blood-sucking Queen of the Scarlet Moon, a rather comical sight.

It was incredibly embarrassing.

He couldn’t help but recall how, in the past, whenever cases related to bloodlines arose at the Demon Hunt Agency, Lin Bian would endlessly emphasize the power and mystery of the Queen of the Scarlet Moon.

Lin Bian had even said that if they ever encountered her, they should not try to flee, but instead kneel and beg for mercy.

Was this truly the same Queen of the Scarlet Moon—the powerful, mysterious, and elegant figure? Why had she become such a greedy and monstrous creature?

Thinking of Lin Bian, Alan sighed heavily.

“Babel Tower…”

Christine hesitated, unsure of how to approach the situation or how to handle her current feelings.

She was about to ask the group why they were here when she noticed Captain Chris and the Head of Dark Night approaching.

Chris gave her a knowing wink and shook his head gently.

Did this mean they couldn’t communicate with Babel Tower?

Soon, Christine understood.

The Blind Head of Dark Night sensed the presence of the Babel Tower trio but had no intention of thanking them for their help in driving the enemy away. In a hoarse voice, he spoke coldly, “According to the prophecy passed down by the Savior on the Great Stone Tablet, we must give our utmost effort to kill those belonging to Babel Tower. Let’s go together.”

Alan, hearing this ingratitude, paused, his brow furrowing. “Why is this person being unreasonable? We just helped them!”

Scarlet Moon, filled with anger, released a wry smile. “It’s been many years, and the church remains as shameless as ever. If you want to come, then come! Whoever dares to step forward, I’ll strike them down first. Anyone who kills a member of Babel Tower will face the extinction of their entire family, young and old!”

After speaking, she gently returned to her task, continuing to suck Bai Yan’s blood.

It seemed they wouldn’t stop until Bai Yan was completely drained today.

Bai Yan tried once more to push her off but still couldn’t manage to get her off. Sighing, he decided to let it be, no longer caring about appearances.

“I will temporarily return them to you…”

Bai Yan placed “things” on the ground. These “things” referred to Evie and her loyal maid.

The two small figures quickly began to recover, growing taller in the breeze, and swiftly regaining their human forms.

After everything Evie had just experienced, it all felt like a dream. She stood in a daze for a while before regaining her senses.

“I… I just… thank you…” she stammered, still confused.

Captain Chris and “Silver Sword” Christine had not interfered with the Babel Tower trio.

However, the Head of Dark Night wasted no time, smashing a civilization-level relic shaped like a pagoda, hoping to suck in the three from Babel Tower.

This relic had the power to instantly draw people inside, either killing or trapping them, with a mere thought.

Yet, in the next instant, the three individuals vanished without a trace.

“Unfortunately,” Chris feigned disappointment, shaking his head as he witnessed the scene.

Meanwhile, beneath the Temple of Dark Light.

In the quiet, black space, an ancient ring floated silently above a pedestal.

Merete Chambers, dressed in a long black gown with flowing white hair, smiled as she gazed at the ring. She was just as beautiful as before, rivaled only by a few, such as Mu Ling and Scarlet Moon.

The witch reached out without hesitation and took the ring.

This was the key to the Ultimate Ritual of godhood!

From her knowledge, there was only one Ultimate Ritual remaining in Noah’s world.

It was unimaginable to think there could be multiple Ultimate Rituals within one world.

Becoming an immortal god was no simple feat. Many powerful quasi-deities had traveled through countless worlds but failed to find the Ultimate Ritual they needed.

Even those who had obtained the ritual still had only taken the first step in their journey toward godhood.

“Hehe, it’s best to wait until the old thing is no longer around. These days, I have endured far too much without reason,” Merete murmured with a sense of joy, feeling the power of the key in her hand.

This key meant she would have another opportunity to strive for the level of the “Divine Throne.”

Perhaps, then, everything could be resolved.

But suddenly, her face turned angry. She extended her fair hand and gently covered her bottom beneath her black gown.

“Bai Yan, oh Bai Yan, you’ve endured a total of twenty-seven strikes! How infuriating! Don’t think I don’t know it’s you… In the future, I will make you pay—twenty-seven types of punishment, all for you!”

“Oh, is that so?”