In the daytime sky, the crimson, blood-like Moon suddenly became prominent, eclipsing the Sun and making all continents, oceans, and islands seem to be draped in a scarlet and sinister veil.
The crimson light simultaneously illuminated the invisible barrier within the Astral World, lighting up all the distorted concepts there.
At the same instant, the Sun in the Astral World, like a child's scribble, suddenly burst into flames, turning into a scorching golden, terrifying fireball, confronting the crimson full Moon outside the invisible barrier, along with other "awakened" symbols.
The pure and sacred golden light immediately permeated reality, dispelling the rapidly rising feminine tide.
Aaron merely glanced at the chaotic Astral World before withdrawing his gaze; though the initial barrier was on the verge of collapse, with the Seven Gods repairing and supporting it, at least for now, the worst-case scenario wouldn't occur, which was also the basis for his confidence in daring to provoke and eliminate the Mother Goddess of Depravity's hidden moves.
After re-suppressing the "Magic Wishing Lamp," Aaron looked at the strange, black-red intertwined shadow in the still-standing black mausoleum.
As his gaze shifted, immense power converged, and using the prayer star symbolizing Roselle, Aaron bestowed grace upon Roselle in eternal slumber, allowing the Nation of Disorder's corruption to continuously erode and replace the crimson that had ceased its "new birth."
Suppressing the instinctive resistance of the Mother Goddess of Depravity's corruption, which had also fallen into "eternal slumber," one by one, chains of order, faintly inscribed with mercury words, from Aaron's divine kingdom, which overlapped with reality behind him, pierced through this primordial island.
The concepts of weight and distance were distorted; this island, comparable to Bansy Harbor, now seemed like a light feather, instantly dragged up and disappearing into the thick dark-gold mist.
Watching the deep blue, almost black seawater surge in from all directions below, filling the vast vortex formed by the downward collapse, Aaron looked at the dispirited Bernadette and Boron and calmly said:
"Temporary separation is for a better reunion; at least, compared to vague waiting, I can give you a tangible hope."
Before the two angels could respond, the spreading dark-gold mist instantly contracted, enveloping all figures and disappearing under the gaze of that terrifying presence beyond the barrier.
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In the unknown land filled with digital mist, streams of transparent, illusory information, tainted with barely visible crimson, intertwined and converged.
Countless black and white eyes rotated rapidly within them, each condensing into illusory and complex symbols, simultaneously casting their gaze upwards, towards the blood-colored Moon that had dyed the world crimson.
Watching the enormous blood Moon projected onto the invisible barrier being expelled and obscured by the scorching Sun and other symbols, the "Hidden Sage," composed of complex information, trembled violently, transmitting his call:
"'Great Mother'...."
The surging wonderful thoughts transformed into a complex torrent of information, and influenced by the Hidden Sage's status and current state, at this moment, except for a few organizations like Oravi Island, which received the protection of other high-level existences, all Beyonders of the Mystery Pryer Pathway heard this call deep in their minds, and the indiscriminate mad whispers instantly caused this terrifying pollution to spread in reality.
The illusory and vague complex information collapsed in the next second, strangely leaving this digital world, and taking advantage of the chaos caused by the previous full-Pathway broadcast of whispers, he concealed all his traces, following the Great Mother's guidance to a world that stretched endlessly, seemingly forever shrouded in darkness.
The biting cold wind seemed to affect the surrounding Spirit World, but this held no meaning for the conceptualized "Hidden Sage"; ignoring the barrier formed by darkness and wind-driven snow, he looked deep into the Evernight Plains, the crimson mixed in the information torrent slowly surging.
Upon sensing the Great Mother's aura, a distorted Monster like a mountain of flesh crawled out of a bottomless fissure, continuously spreading an ethereal blood mist, and blood-colored pupils split open on its writhing, distorted flesh, looking indifferently at the "Hidden Sage."
It was the former "King of Curses," now the "Beauty Goddess" Barranca!
"I feel the Great Mother's call; she is summoning me; it is time...."
A sweet, soft, charming voice, mixed with terrifying curses, emanated from the center of Barranca's mountain-like colossal body; that face, indescribable in words, seemingly a convergence of all symbols of beauty in the world, formed a strong contrast with its deformed and ugly body.
Streams of information containing numerous digital symbols peeled off from his body and merged into the surrounding void; as a high-level being with the "Concealment" authority, he directly covered, modified, and hid all information in this specific area of the Evernight Plain.
Such consumption was no small burden for the "Hidden Sage," who had just been injured in the Sea of Ruins not long ago, but the rapidly "newborn" crimson was like a Mother's loving care, continuously helping him replenish his consumption.
After concealing all information, the "Hidden Sage" looked back at Barranca, who had achieved the "Beauty Goddess" Pathway through the Great Mother's grace, and spoke faintly:
"The Great Mother's will is being expelled from that barrier; although it has attracted the attention of the gods for us, the time we can gain is still limited, and I will cooperate with you with all my might."
Barranca nodded slightly, his mountain-like body immediately leaned back, falling into the abyssal giant fissure behind him, carrying the "Hidden Sage" through the eternal darkness, and arriving at the bottom of the valley illuminated by crimson.
The source of the crimson moonlight was two Tarot cards hanging high in the sky; two portraits of Roselle in different feminine attire appeared even more eerie under the crimson light, carrying an indescribable sense of horror, like a pair of blood-red eyes overlooking reality.
They were precisely the "Mother" card and the "Moon" card!
Below the Cards of Blasphemy, a group of Beyonders, from demigods to low-Sequence, were gathered; they were all followers of the Primordial Moon, excluding the Shaman King Karamann, who had lost contact after entering the Underworld, and some unfortunate ones who were annihilated before they could be transferred; all remaining foundations were here.
Without the slightest hesitation, clumps of writhing flesh detached from Barranca's body; within the range covered by the crimson moonlight, this "Beauty Goddess"'s flesh outlined a strange symbol, similar in some details to the Church of the Earth Mother's holy emblem but with a vastly different style, like a huge flesh altar, and those weak believers and he himself were merely sacrifices seeking grace.
The believers enveloped by the flesh altar suddenly grew multiple reproductive organs, or were stained crimson, or their bellies swelled, with fetuses about to tear through the flesh and emerge.
The physical distortions had no effect on them; instead, they made them even more frenzied, and the chaotic roars slowly unified after Barranca's will merged, echoing for a long time:
"Great Goddess of Origin, Mother of All, Brood Hive of Filth, your children implore your mercy...."