Baiyu stepped back, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.
Anyone who sees an eyeball in a hole in the wall at midnight would be startled; it’s a subconscious reaction.
However, after the initial fright, a rush of nameless anger surged to his heart.
"Playing tricks like a ghost."
He glanced sideways, and the red armor of the Mechanical Armament covered him layer by layer, turning him into a fiery armored figure.
At this moment, Cang Yan also leaped out from the blanket.
Blood Qi surged within him.
Baiyu clenched the long blade tightly in both hands, a giant eagle’s screech echoed behind him, the fiery Sword Qi swept through like a wave, fiercely striking the wall.
With a cracking sound, the entire wall shattered into countless pieces.
Amidst the flying dust.
Baiyu, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, agilely leapt next door, slashing the long blade towards the shadow in the darkness.
The entire large bed was cut in half, the shadow awkwardly leaping onto the balcony, it was that quiet girl, Tong Hui.
At this moment, her face was filled with terror.
In her room, various vein-like lines intertwined, with fleeting glows making it look sinister and terrifying.
Before she could finish her sentence, Baiyu slashed again, cutting through the TV and table, the cut smooth as a mirror, Blood Qi surged and spread wildly in the room, the large red armor instilling awe.
Footsteps echoed in the darkness.
Tong Hui was already backed up to the balcony’s edge, with nothing obstructing her further. The man opposite was like a death-bringing god, every slash aiming to take her life.
The usually amiable class monitor!
This was his true face.
At this moment, Tong Hui regretted being greedy and choosing such a person; she simply couldn’t handle him.
"No time to hesitate, anymore hesitation, he’ll cut me down directly."
"He definitely will!"
Though she couldn’t see Baiyu’s expression.
But Tong Hui was clear from the opponent’s previous actions, combined with the terrifying and ghastly attire, that once the opponent had a chance, he would absolutely slash her into pieces without hesitation.
"Black Moon Celestial Erosion!"
A black moon flashed in Tong Hui’s pupils.
Red lines climbed up her cheeks, like veins exposed to the air, intertwining like the gnarled roots of an old tree, exuding an eerie and bewitching aura.
He and Tong Hui were no longer in the hotel, but in a massive black moon.
All around was dark murky mist.
He and Tong Hui stood on either side, like two Death Warriors in a duel on a ring.
"Baiyu, this is the fifteenth Black Moon!!"
Cang Yan’s voice full of fear and excitement came through.
Beneath the Mechanical Armament, Baiyu showed no expression.
Ever since being pulled into this strange space, he felt an unseen force continuously draining his power.
Fatigue, weariness, negative emotions constantly assaulted his heart.
Spirit, physical strength, eroded every moment.
This erosion wasn’t fast, but it was undeniable. Moreover, he felt that in this black fog, various indescribable terrifying creatures were watching here.
"What is the fifteenth Black Moon?"
Baiyu asked softly without panic.
"The fifteenth Black Moon is a deity, a terrifying and bizarre deity... If my memory isn’t wrong, its existence predates even the Seven Gods, being a primordial Divine Spirit."
Cang Yan explained in a grave tone: "The fifteenth Black Moon only appears on the fifteenth of July. During that time, in some areas, the moon in the sky turns black, marking its appearance, also seen as its divine miracle.
Anyone illuminated by the Black Moonlight has a chance to become a Black Moon Apostle.
What you’re encountering now is a Black Moon Apostle."
Baiyu couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth: "Black Moon Apostle?"
"Illuminated by the fifteenth Black Moon, becoming the chosen one, is a Black Moon Apostle. They can use a number of bizarre abilities, power granted by the Black Moon.
Moreover, they don’t need to offer tributes or conduct sacrificial ceremonies for the Black Moon.
If I remember correctly.
The fifteenth Black Moon possesses no original consciousness.
It has always acted based on instinct, thus in some places, the abilities obtained this way are regarded as blessings from a deity."
Obtaining abilities without paying a price.
It is indeed a blessing.
But surely things aren’t that simple.
"I know what you’re questioning in your heart; it’s called the Black Moon Curse, not the Black Moon Blessing, because those who receive the curse have an increased probability of encountering terrifying events, very few can withstand the endless stream of horrors. Moreover, Black Moon Apostles can sense each other in special ways, and generally, when Black Moon Apostles meet, they kill each other!"
Cang Yan’s tone was very solemn: "The fifteenth Black Moon grants many abilities to ordinary people, this should be the ability of Tong Hui, the Black Moon Apostle you’re facing right now; if you can kill her, you’ll become the new Black Moon Apostle."
Baiyu’s expression gradually became serious.
According to Cang Yan, this creature should be quite difficult to deal with.
No wonder the Pupil of Chongming couldn’t detect Tong Hui’s information, it turned out Tong Hui also harbored the power of a deity. The Chongming Bird, though a mythical creature, is at most on par with a deity.
"Killing the Black Moon Apostle and inheriting her abilities makes one a new Black Moon Apostle. Doesn’t that mean Black Moon Apostles can only increase, not decrease?"
Baiyu noticed a very serious problem.
Cang Yan explained: "Firstly, Black Moon Apostles kill each other, secondly, those who die accidentally or by Exotic Beasts won’t pass it on. The method of this curse’s inheritance is not very clear to me, but the number of apostles has never been large."
Currently, inside this Black Moon Realm, Tong Hui was actually naked, standing amid the black mist.
However, it instilled a chilling fear.
Her entire body was covered in red lines, her eyes turned completely black, lacking sclera, looking even more like a ghost than a ghost.
"She obviously misused the Black Moon Power, causing her current situation." Cang Yan explained.
Baiyu gripped the blade tightly.
The suppression in this space was immense, he didn’t know if he was still in the hotel, nor if Jiang Gan and those teachers had noticed anything abnormal.
He could only rely on himself!
"You have already felt it, in the Celestial Erosion state, your Essence, Qi, and Spirit are continuously being drained while I am constantly growing stronger. You have no chance of winning; surrender, and I can spare your life by making you a Moon Prisoner."
Tong Hui walked over, her face full of confidence.
Her answer was a large blade.
"If you were really that powerful, you wouldn’t be here boasting to me, would you?"
Baiyu stepped forward, fiercely wielding his blade, directly cutting off half of Tong Hui’s head.