Chapter 757 (2/2)

So he reflected on the painful experience and made up his mind to correct his attitude, practice hard and strive to step up into the Realm of God as soon as possible. He would become the first demigod master of the Church of the Void Mask.

But what Leon did not know was that the other person who wounded him was in fact, not in a very good situation either.

“Oh no! Oh dear!” cried a beauty fully dressed in military attire. Her face was pale, and she was pacing about ceaselessly in a pitch-dark underground cavern like a cat on hot bricks.

“What’s the matter with you?” asked a statue out of puzzlement. It was lying in the corner for self-cultivation.

“I just sensed that someone was traveling back in time to investigate the matter of me killing that fat pig,” said Sophie Red Moon, or rather the founder of the Red Moon Dynasty, the Red Moon King. With a frown, she said, “Of course I would naturally give it to him. You know my style. Since I have to strike, I’ll pull no punches.”

“You killed that person?”

“No, his soul is protected by Divine Power. I only injured him.”

“Divine Power?” the statue exclaimed. It was a little surprising and asked, “Which god is he an elector of? Or is he a Son of God?”

The Red Moon King was silent for a moment, then in a low voice, she said, “I think that the Divine Power that’s protecting him comes from His Majesty, the Void Mask.”

The statue was so surprised that it almost leaped up from the ground, “What did you say?!”

Because it was overly shocked, even its speaking volume was raised a few decibels as it asked, “Did you make a mistake?”

“I might be mistaken about the Divine Power of anyone else, but I’d be wrong in identifying the Void Mask’s Divine Power. Before I came down to Earth, His Majesty had even made it a point for me to familiarize myself with his Divine Power. Because he was more or less the only powerful god that could move about Earth, familiarizing myself with his Divine Power will prevent me from seeking death by offending him.”

The statue nodded and asked, “So… did you tread on his toes this time?”

“I think I should have. There are only a few people in the world who are qualified enough for him to use his Divine Power to protect their souls. Considering that fat pig’s social relationships, the person who cast the spell to spy on me this time is most possibly the Archbishop of the Void Mask’s church. He is the ‘blade master of Garth,’ Leon Igor.”

“Good heavens! The Void Masks holds that fellow dear and treats him as precious as his own children and grandchildren. There was once where the Void Mask has even killed two gods in a row because he was killed!” the statue exclaimed. It got to its feet and cried, “Why don’t… you hurry back and lay low for a while?”

“Will I be able to escape?” the Red Moon King asked back with a wry smile.

The statue was silent for a moment, then said, “There’s no escape for you.”

“Yes. If he really wants to kill me, there’s nowhere I can escape to. Maybe I can escape back to the God’s Kingdom, but that would definitely cause great trouble for His Majesty. I can’t do that!” cried the Red Moon King with a bitter laugh. She went on to say, “Now, I can only hope that Leon Igor is proud enough, so proud that he will take this matter upon himself and personally come to settle the score with me later.”

“Later, if he comes looking for you… that may not necessarily be a good thing. He’s much more powerful than we were. Give it another 200 to 300 years, you’ll no longer be a match for him.”

“True, maybe he doesn’t even need long,” the Red Moon King said with a laugh. Then she eased up and said, “But no matter what, at least I can live for another 200 to 300 years.”

With that, she could not help laughing heartily as she said, “I was born a slave. After going through countless struggles and battles, I finally became a king. Be it danger or death, I have had my fair share of experiences. There’s nothing to fear.

“So long as I complete the mission that His Majesty has entrusted to me before I die, I will die in peace!”