Watching the illusory figure gradually condense from the moonlight, everyone couldn't help but become wary.
Treasures floated around them, ready to be deployed at any moment.
Everyone gradually adjusted their positions, surrounding the gathering luminous figure.
The moonlight converged.
It was a female figure, gradually solidifying under the moonlight's concentration. Alka blinked and looked over.
This was an illusory figure condensed from pure moonlight, devoid of substance and even lacking much power.
It was like an illusion conjured from dreams or the power of a mirror.
Everyone watched the gathering female figure.
A head of white hair, tinged with a blue gradient, was coiled atop her head.
Her delicate features resembled the meticulously crafted perfection of a master sculptor.
Her eyes were slightly pale, tinged with a pale blue hue, like the shimmering starry sky, captivating her gaze. She was tall, Alka estimated her height to be around two meters.
She appeared exceptionally tall and graceful, standing there like a perfect work of art from a mythical age.
She wore a simple, exquisite robe embroidered with pale blue lace and a moon pattern, exuding a sense of elegance.
There was a shimmering allure within her.
Then the phantom turned her head to survey the crowd, her expression shimmering with pride.
Then she looked at Sofia, who was staring at her with a frown in front of her.
She raised her hand slightly, gently waving it, and a faint moonlight shone upon Sofia.
Sofia immediately suppressed the light, retracting it, and then stepped back.
From the fact that she was formed from the convergence of moonlight, everyone knew she might be targeting Sofia.
"Mortals, become my believers." Her voice radiated a haughty aura.
As if a god were looking down from high above, she treated them like ants. Just hearing her tone was incredibly uncomfortable.
"I believe in the Holy Mother." Sofia crossed her arms, a faint holy light emanating from her body.
While they didn't know who this deity before them was, they were still reluctant to offend her.
Seeing this, the woman before them chuckled with disdain.
"Since you don't believe in me, you're unworthy to wield the power of the moon," she said with a hint of arrogance and disdain, reaching out and grasping.
A large amount of moonlight poured out of Sofia's body, drifting into the sky.
The moment the woman unleashed her power, Alka immediately sensed a familiarity.
He had previously observed this power within the aura hostile to the Four Gods when he looked up at the sky.
Add to that the moonlight she used to transform, the blue moon that existed during the Golden Age. Her identity was self-evident: one of the so-called gods who betrayed the world.
Alka acted without hesitation.
The power of dreams surged through the mirror's surface, instantly drawing Sofia into the mirrored world and vanishing from sight.
Looking at Alka for interrupting her, the woman turned and looked at him.
"How dare you interrupt me? Ant!"
The arrogance in her tone was unmistakable.
"Another follower of that naive woman. You're truly a natural meddler."
Clearly, this god knew the Virgin Mary, and they had a bad relationship. You know, Alka and his companions' strength would have been considered that of a powerful demigod in the Golden Age.
It's just that Alka and his companions aren't considered divine beings now, and haven't yet achieved deification.
But they're basically nothing compared to mortals and ants.
"I recognize your power. You must be the Moon Goddess who betrayed the world in the Golden Age, right?"
"Blue Moonlight - Angelica."
Hearing Alka's address, she simply chuckled.
Then she gently raised her hand, and a dagger shone from the moonlight.
She threw it directly in front of Alka.
"Since you know, then die in atonement."
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Not only Alka, but everyone else couldn't help but admire the Moon Goddess, feeling that she was mentally ill.
Alka didn't bother to communicate with her. It was clear that this phantom goddess had come here for no good reason.
And with such a rude attitude, there's no chance of communication.
Thinking of this, Alka stretched out his hand and flipped it, causing mirrors to appear around the goddess. He gathered the power of the elements, dragging them into the mirror. Then, using the power of dreams, he reversed the process, dragging the goddess's phantom into the dream world, shattering it into pieces.
Even the last vestiges of the moon's divine power were not spared, casting them into the Crucible Tower.
The goddess only managed a slightly surprised expression before uttering a single word and vanishing from the spot.
"Were all the gods of the past like this?" Jason couldn't help but wonder, watching the strangled and vanishing phantom of the Moon Goddess.
Just standing there and talking made him feel uneasy.
Lucille was flipping through a large book, reading the instructions and nodding.
"That's probably the case. Ordinary people back then lived a very miserable life. Although it was called the Golden Age, it didn't mean much to most ordinary lives."
After all, these gods were capable of blowing up the world for their own benefit.
And to be honest, mortals back then had few means of improving their strength besides becoming believers of the gods and praying for their blessings.
Even by mortal standards, perhaps mortals back then weren't living as well as they do now.
The so-called Golden Age was probably for the entire world.
At this time, Sofia also emerged from the mirror world.
But now, she frowned and looked at her hands.
"What's wrong?" Alka asked, approaching her.
Hearing this, Sofia stared at him, a hint of distress in her voice.
"I, just now, almost lost control of my own power. That being's control over the moonlight suppressed me too much."
"She's a goddess from the Golden Age, a moon goddess. Even though she's forsaken the world, her power isn't necessarily weaker.
So don't be discouraged."
Alka could only offer this comforting words.
"Swish!"
A burst of concentrated moonlight descended from the sky, tinged with a faint blue hue.
This clearly indicated it was revenge after the goddess's phantom had been annihilated.
Looking at the moonlight beam, Sofia stretched out his hands and swung them violently.
Instantly, the moonlight beam flew to the side as if struck by something, falling into the sea.
But now, the moonlight in the sky grew stronger and stronger.
Even the white crescent moon nearby was suppressed.
Amidst the shimmering blue moonlight, Sofia's power was suppressed from afar, its light no longer responding to her.
This was clearly the goddess's revenge.
Sofia observed the situation and extended her hand, letting out a faint stream of moonlight.
But then her hand began to tremble, and a scar appeared on her palm, as if branded by a red-hot iron.
The sudden pain made Sofia cry out in surprise.
Alka immediately looked around, but saw nothing but the moonlight that permeated this world.
Matlisa immediately treated the scar, which vanished a moment later.
"I... can't use the power of the moon."
The moonlight then converged once more.
The goddess reappeared on their ship.
"This is just a small punishment. As expected, this world is better destroyed."
Before Alka and the others could destroy it, a figure shrouded in white moonlight appeared nearby.
The figure, shrouded in pure moonlight, seemed even more ethereal than Angelica's, as if the power hadn't been transmitted.
But even with its somewhat ethereal appearance, it was still clearly visible.
It was also the image of a goddess.
Her features were delicate and full, but her expression was gentler and more serene, giving the impression of a peaceful young woman reading under the moonlight.
She stood in stark contrast to the goddess next to her, who portrayed an aloof and noble lady.
Her long hair fell to her waist, and her hair color was surprisingly similar to Sofia's, both shimmering with a soft, silver hue.
She wore a light, moonlit outfit and stood barefoot on the deck.
Silver hair radiating a soft glow, translucent clothing like feathery veils.
Sofiashared these characteristics.
Clearly, this goddess was the goddess they had always seen, the goddess represented by the full moon that occasionally appeared in the sky.
She was also the deity from whom Sofia truly borrowed power.
"You..." Angelica, standing nearby, frowned as she gazed at her figure, as if about to say something.
However, just as she had begun to speak, the pure white goddess beside her gently waved her hand, sending her figure scattering into the sky. The full moon, which had been pushed aside, shone brightly, absorbing the blue moonlight.
She walked over and looked at Sofia.
Sofia was sitting on the ground, feeling weak from the previous moonlight's pressure. The goddess squatted down and looked at her.
The phantom hands, as if suddenly becoming physical, grasped Sofia's hand.
Sofia could sense it.
Compared to the Moon Goddess Angelica just now, the goddess before her matched her power perfectly.
Clearly, the Moon power Sofia had borrowed earlier came from her.
"Sofia, I've been watching you for a long time."
Without waiting for Sofia to speak, she turned and looked at Alka.
"I need to have a private conversation with her. Do you mind? Of course, you're allowed to eavesdrop." She said this with a playful wink at Alka.
Hearing this, Alka thought for a moment and nodded. A mirror appeared at their feet. It then flipped, sending them into a mirrored world.
Because it was a mirrored world, Alka could clearly hear their conversation.
Alka could also prevent accidents and block the connection between the mirrored world and the outside world. Neither the Moon Goddess from earlier nor the unknown Moon Goddess before them used their true power to gather their illusory incarnations.
They both used the power of moonlight, blocking it from outside. Naturally, they couldn't do anything harmful to Sofia.
In the mirrored world, the goddess pulled Sofia up from the deck.
They were the only two on the deck in the mirrored world.
Without waiting for Sofia to ask, the goddess began to speak.
"The one you learned the power of the moon from was me, but I'm not the moon of your world. The blue moon just now was the moon of your world.
But you should know that she's also one of the gods who betrayed the world.
So, logically, she should be considered your enemy, or rather, the enemy of the world."
Looking at the goddess staring at him, Sofia nodded.
"We know."
The goddess smiled and nodded, then continued.
"This world must have the sun and the moon to keep its already fragile state functioning and prevent a rapid collapse.
Oli Luspin and the others managed to obtain the sun, the most difficult of all, but the moon. With no other options, she turned to me.
I have a small acquaintance with her, and I have some power.
That's why I periodically project my presence and power into this world to stabilize its operation."
Hearing this, Sofia nodded in sudden realization. So that's how it was.
No wonder the moon wasn't always visible at night, but it appeared almost every two or three days.
"But now, the traitorous Moon has returned. Some time ago, your four gods clashed with these traitors.
These traitorous gods may begin to influence this world, and the reappearing Moon is one of them."
Hearing this, Sofia frowned.
She knew about the previous conflict, thanks to Alka.
But she had no idea these traitorous gods would actually return to this world, and clearly not for good.
According to the historical records they had read, they might even intend to completely destroy this world.
Because Sofia was the first being to understand how to repair the world, this knowledge was still fresh in her mind.
Repairing the world would not benefit those who once lived there in the slightest.
Conflict was inevitable.
Even during their initial rehearsal, they had anticipated that these gods would not sit idly by, but they hadn't expected it to strike so soon.
"Unfortunately, I'm not the moon of your world, so I can't help you much.
Although I can't help anyone in this world, I can only help you, Sofia."
The Moon Goddess took Sofia's hand and looked at him.
"Me?"
"Indeed, the power you learn and utilize is a legacy of my own. So I can help you, but only you."
She then said directly, "Put your faith in me and become my Saint of this world. Then my power will protect you even from afar.
Protect you from interference and harm from your world's moon."
The reason Sofia's power was controlled and unusable was because the former moon had returned with a top-level suppressive force. It could easily target Sofia, preventing her from even exerting her full power.
The Moon Goddess before her could provide Sofia with a protective shield, allowing her to freely use her power without fear of being suppressed or even harmed by the moon's power in the sky.
"But..." Sofia hesitated upon hearing this.
After all, she was a saint of the Virgin Mary.
And her faith in the Virgin Mary was unwavering, not to mention how kind she was.
"Don't worry, Olilu Siping. She owes me a huge favor, and I'm not trying to steal you away.
I just want to help you. You and the moon are so compatible, and I've been watching you. I'd be heartbroken to see you hurt and unable to use the moon's power."
The moon goddess smiled at Sofia and said.
Then,Sofia's mind rang with a voice.