novelonline Chapter 3535 The Clock Tower Lovers, Daniste
Chapter 3535 The Clock Tower Lovers, Daniste
Chapter 3535 The Clock Tower Lovers - Daniste
Luvia didn't join the battle, but instead stood in front of the white-painted red brick wall opposite the [House of the Deceivers]. A simple wooden table stood against the wall, and Bella was carefully examining the crystal ball placed on the [Stadium of Fate].
This was also the first time the Great Witch of Fate had used a relic of this caliber. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and the witch's bracelet on her right hand emitted a dark golden light, helping her resist the influence of the unknowable relic. Meanwhile, Bella's golden eyes gleamed faintly.
“I saw solid ice, and I saw Shad eating? The unicorns have reunited with Shad, but it looks like they’ve run into some trouble.”
"That's enough. Don't use that relic anymore. How long have Emilia and the others been inside?"
Luvia, sitting at the table, asked, her eyes fixed on the Great Witches constantly draining the power of the [House of Pseudo-Humans]. Flora, standing beside Luvia and not participating in the battle, softly replied:
"It's been twenty minutes. If the prophecy observed from the crystal ball is correct, the blood rain will start in ten minutes."
It was already nine in the morning, and to ordinary people, the blood-red color of the sky was even more severe than it had been in the early morning. The church, which had been searching the docks and coast for any merfolk and water ghosts who had escaped the battle that morning, had naturally noticed the anomaly in the sky long ago. However, they were unaware that the [House of the False Humans] had not been completely destroyed in Topsk, nor had they connected the bloody city in the sky with the [House of the False Humans]. Therefore, at this moment, they had only activated the protective ritual of the Time Wheel City and dispatched high-ringed sorcerers to the sky to investigate the strange phenomenon.
The local fortune tellers were performing divinations just like Bella, while the association's president, "Mr. Crystal" Adelaide Lenorman, who came from headquarters, stood at the window looking up with one of the candidates, the old man Zarathustra.
“What can you see?”
The fortune teller of the thirteenth ring suddenly asked, and the old man with faintly glowing eyes replied:
"Flesh and blood grew, doors opened wide, a lake of blood surged, and a red moon rose. President, did you hear the bell just now?"
It was past nine in the morning. March should have long since vanished, and the sun, obscured behind the fleshy city, had turned a blood-red color. Yet, they could clearly see the blood moon again in the western sky. It was initially hazy, but in a moment it seemed to hang suspended in the fleshy city.
Half a minute earlier, Luvia, standing in front of the red brick wall at the north end of the street, had already raised her head and softly reminded Bella and Flora:
“Look up, Flora, go and tell Dorothy, Iluna, and the Red Butterfly sisters that you can try to enter the labyrinth.”
Bella looked up in the direction Luvia was pointing, while Flora, in the gray light and shadow, transformed into a round-faced owl familiar to Shad and flew into the sky. She was incredibly fast, arriving beside the four girls in the air a dozen seconds later.
They merely hovered above the city, unlike the high-ringed sorcerers from the Church of Peace and the Church of Dawn who had rashly approached the aerial maze. Yet, at this moment, they saw what was happening more clearly than anyone else.
A crack appeared in the blood-red city. To the pseudo-humans who had fled into the upside-down city, a clear cracking sound rang out. Then, amidst the high-pitched cries of the unicorns, a huge hole was smashed into the blood-red sky.
Pure white light shone in from behind the cave entrance, but the unicorn herd did not enter. When the flying dummy looked out of the cave, it did not see the lake of blood, but rather Shad and Danistel walking towards it hand in hand.
They seemed to be in a dark space, but as the two approached, the crimson blood moon rose in an arc clockwise direction from below the horizon diagonally behind them.
As the enormous moon gradually moved behind them, its crimson light illuminated the path beneath their feet that led into the labyrinthine city of flesh and blood, and also lit up the massive, crooked clock tower at the end of the path directly behind them.
Dong~dong~dong~
As the red moon rises and the bells toll, the three hands on the clock tower's dial all point upwards.
Even the fake man was momentarily stunned after being illuminated by the red moon's light.
When it came to its senses, its first reaction was not to realize that this was a trap set by the "Caller of Gods," but to be shocked to discover that the scene of "the red moon rising on the side of the path" was not outside the cave entrance, but directly in front of it.
The scene of "The Locked City: The Clock Tower Lovers" has been integrated into this flesh-and-blood city, and Shad and Danist, holding hands, are not walking towards the cave entrance, but are walking towards it.
Shad carried the Night Watch in his right hand, while the red-haired sorceress smiled, her right hand held by Shad's, and her left hand holding a pink crystal dagger. They walked side-by-side on the path, and as the red moon rose behind them to their left, she plunged the dagger into her own chest.
And so she transformed into fine sand in the light of the crimson moon, which gradually dissolved into the scarlet moonlight behind her. Shad continued walking forward until the crimson moon stopped directly behind him.
At that moment, the clock tower, also located behind Shad, merged into the red moon, transforming along with the fine sand from before into a red cloak that danced behind him. But upon closer inspection, the cloak was clearly the figure of red hair, smiling and embracing Shad from behind before the red moon.
At this moment, the crimson moon became ethereal, its outer contours swaying lightly until, in its rapid spinning, it transformed into the thirteen rings of fate belonging to Daniste. The color at the center of the crimson moon then condensed inward, finally settling on Shad's left eye, turning his left eye a rose-red hue.
He had now reached the end of the stone path, standing above the flesh-and-blood city, calmly observing the astonished pseudo-humans. Opposite to the "red sun" with its fine, hairy tentacles that had been hovering in the air, the blood moon had risen, signifying that Shad's power had successfully infiltrated the pseudo-human's maze.
Last time in the woods, three "Moon Witches" merged into Shad's soul, but this time only Danist was there. She felt herself becoming a part of Shad, a warm feeling that was exceptionally comforting. The silver moonlight shone upon her from Shad's soul, and the tranquility reminded her of her teenage years, of those nights watching the moon with her teacher.
"Even your current astonishment is not your true feeling; it's just your belief that humanity should be astonished at this moment."
Shad, whose left eye was a deep pink, spoke to the enemy before him, who then composed himself and asked:
"What the hell are you?"
"Would you believe me if I said I'm human?"
The fake man laughed above this city of flesh and blood, which only creaked and groaned, and raised his right hand to hold up the red "sun." Then, his right hand suddenly dropped, and the terrifying mass of flesh and blood that looked like a sun but was actually a huge lump of flesh fell toward Shad.
Shad didn't even look up at it:
"stop!"
The falling "sun" froze in mid-air, but this was not merely due to "Chloe's time freeze" and the power of the red moon:
“I absorbed the blood from the blood pool. Although it is far from being comparable to the power of the [House of the Pseudo-Humans], I can now barely have control over this flesh and blood city. In fact, it can be said that if you hadn’t ambushed me, causing Ellie to fall into the blood lake and me to save her, I wouldn’t be able to face you so easily now.”
The fake man was not surprised by this outcome at all; it laughed and pointed at him:
"So, even so, you still consider yourself human? I understand now. After seeing this red moon, I finally understand what you truly are. The ultimate secret of flesh and blood evolution? The final answer to human reproduction? A perfect body forged by fate?"
No, no, no, that's not it. You're not human at all; you're clearly using the sage."
A rumbling vibration drowned out its sound; the flesh-and-blood city trembled violently, as if a tremendous external force was impacting it. Both the fake man and Shad could sense that some force was fundamentally destroying the city's spatial structure.
The rift reopened, and after merging with Helen and Grace, Dorothy, with butterfly wings on her back, used the power of three-quarters of the chosen ones to open the passage. If the unicorns before were like nails breaking a small hole in a wall, then the writer now was like slamming a palm into the wall, directly causing a crack to appear.
It seems she was really angry that someone hadn't brought back breakfast.
Accompanying Dorothy into this flesh-and-blood city were Iluna and the round-faced owl who transformed herself into a spirit form.
The clear, ringing sound of the holy bell echoed, and the Sunlight Gun arrived before the bell had even finished ringing. A golden bolt of lightning, imbued with rage, struck the crimson barrier in front of the false man, shattering it before striking him directly in the chest.
As the electric arcs leaped, the powerful body was temporarily unable to move. It tried to teleport in the air to avoid the next attack, but with a loud bang, the main cannon of the "Radiant Messenger" hit its body from outside the still-present crack. Then, Dorothy, who had already locked onto it, slammed her hands together in the middle, and the spatial prison temporarily sealed it in the air.
They were buying time for Shad, who, under the crimson moon, closed his eyes, gripping the hilt of the Night Watchman sword with both hands, the tip pointing upwards. The silver sword, held high above his head, was bathed in the shimmering crimson moonlight, all the moonlight projected onto its blade.
As the longsword fell, the crimson moon absorbed into the silver sword, transforming into a massive, scarlet sword beam. The beam was larger than a mountain, yet its blood-red light was incredibly serene, as if capable of bringing the most peaceful night.