Chapter 513 - Chapter 513: Chapter 481: The Blood Mist Plan (2/2)

In Elena’s understanding, the blue-haired youth she was to supervise was just a young man, somewhat special, but surely not capable of such immense power, for the enhancement of Bloodline power required time, and even the most talented individuals would find it hard to reach the Transmutation Level in their early teens!

However, the scene before her completely overturned her understanding!

Elena stared intently at the Magic Crystal as it replayed the scene, afraid of missing any detail.

She saw the blue-haired boy weaving through the chaos with a Silver Sword in his hand, as ethereal as a dancing elf, with each strike precise and lethal, as though no force could stop him.

She even felt that each movement of the blue-haired boy held an indescribable grace and composure, as if he had already seen everything through and was merely toying with those who attempted to challenge him in a game-like manner.

“Who… who is he?”

Elena asked softly, her voice filled with confusion and awe. She realized that the blue-haired boy was no ordinary person; deep secrets and powers must be hidden behind him.

“No wonder that High Position Family ordered surveillance…”

At this moment, she began to reassess the blue-haired boy, realizing that her previous judgment might have been too one-sided and superficial.

“Who are you? Why are you here?”

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Elena!

Elena was slightly stunned; just as she was about to release some Extraordinary power, she found a Silver Sword already pointed at her neck.

Moter Fischer stood calmly behind her, his eyes completely cold, the youth with a chillingly ruthless intent to kill.

The more he dreamed of those memories belonging to that man, the more mature his mind became, and a bone-chilling killing intent buried deep within his heart.

Elena almost subconsciously felt cold in her hands and feet; since her mother handed the Shadow Moon Council over to her, she had never been so close to real death!

“I…”

She had no idea how to answer; betraying the High Position Family would surely mean certain death for her too!

“Hmm, tell me, why were you spying on me?”

Moter smiled slightly, still with cold eyes, but with a smile, he continued, “If your answer is incorrect, then your head will not continue to stay in the right place.”

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In every corner of the city, those grotesquely bewitching blood-red flowers spread rapidly like a plague, silently blooming and releasing enticing blood-red Fog, shrouding the entire city under an ominous shadow.

The city at night was no longer synonymous with hustle and bustle but had become a sea of eeriness and despair.

In the half-darkness of night, the secret heretical cult quietly observed all this.

They wore blood-red robes and half-translucent Masks, revealing only their deep, indifferent eyes, floating in mid-air like silent Specters.

The secret organization was called the “Blood Moon”; they possessed ancient Magic Power and worshipped the “Eternal Moon” of the otherworldly god.

The Eternal Moon.

It too was an otherworldly god who controlled the time of one in the morning.

The Eternal Moon held all the Yin Energy of the universe, corresponding to Primordial Fire, which controlled Yang Energy; most who were bathed in Its moonlight would become crazed and chaotic.

At this moment, the members of the “Blood Moon” organization watched with cold and arrogant postures the chaos and despair they had instigated.

“How is the Blood Fog plan progressing?” a deep, magnetic voice echoed through the night sky, that of the leader of the Blood Moon, a mysterious and powerful Mage.

“Everything is going smoothly, my lord.”

Another voice answered respectfully; he was a high-ranking member of the Blood Moon, monitoring every corner of the city through magical means.

“Good, let the Blood Fog cover the entire city under the moonlight; only when the people sink into the deepest despair will they realize the true value of power,” the leader of the Blood Moon said coldly, his eyes flashing with fanaticism and ambition.

With his order, those blood-red flowers spread throughout the city seemed to receive a Summoning, and they began to release the blood-red Fog even more fiercely, completely enveloping the city.

In the Fog, people began to fall into madness and chaos, their eyes filled with nothing but slaughter and destruction, as if the whole world had plunged into the abyss of the apocalypse.

The people of the Blood Moon coldly watched all this from above, only when the people fell into the deepest despair would they be willing to offer everything to the Eternal Moon and become servants of moonlight.

“Huh, one of the flowers has been destroyed.”

Just then, the person monitoring the situation of the entire city paused, then projected the image into the sky, and everyone saw the unique figure of a blue-haired boy.