Moon Witch, embark on the journey!

"Ha...it's finally over. Miss Vera, you have to be more reliable."

She sat in front of the temple gate holding the scepter and waited, then looked back at the statue of the Silver Moon Goddess that she had pieced together but was still full of cracks.

When she first saw it, she actually really hoped that the goddess statue still retained some power.

But in fact, there was no power of faith in it. The power of thought that she had felt in the magic cave did not exist in this broken statue.

Even if the statues in the devil's cave are forgotten, the faith in them will still remain after billions of years.

Here, when the believers smashed the statue with their own hands, the prayers and intentions they had prayed day and night collapsed in an instant.

Luna stared at the statue blankly, and suddenly heard a sound of breaking air in the sky.

197. Strength Overwhelms

As Luna sat at the door of the hall, clutching her staff in a daze, a black mist flew in from a distance in the dim sky and exploded above her head.

"You did a great job. Come to the City Lord's Mansion to finish it up. It will be safe on the way."

"Ms. Flivera?"

Luna recognized the owner of the voice. She thought that even if the formation was lifted, the fight would continue for a while. She was planning to catch some fish here.

Since I said it would be safe——

Luna used the flying technique to fly from the central temple to the city lord's mansion. Both were in the city center and not far away.

She didn't encounter any second-level undead along the way, and she could deal with those first-level skeleton soldiers with a wave of her scepter.

When she arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, she was a little surprised:

"This is......"

There are also two ghosts of probably second-level strength acting as guards here, but at this moment, the two ghosts are lying on the ground, their bodies entangled by some dark and illusory lines, motionless like dumplings.

Luna didn't dare to touch it and avoided it by taking a detour.

As we advanced further inward, we saw bound undead everywhere. There were quite a few first- and second-level undead, but the commonality was that they had no ability to resist at all.

She carried her staff and walked into the deepest hall.

This place doesn't look like an old ruin at all, but rather like a noble room that has been maintained for many years. There are some signs of damage on the surrounding walls, with scratches and holes, and the decorations and utensils that may have existed originally have disappeared.

But the room remains largely intact and its original appearance can be seen.

To be honest, it was hard for Luna to imagine that a high-level battle would only cause such a small amount of damage. Even if there was a formation to protect it, it was very strange.

"You came."

A slender skeleton figure that she had seen several times was sitting on the main seat in the hall, as if she was the original owner of this place, looking down at everything below.

However, when she saw Luna coming, she immediately took the initiative to get down from her seat.

"Ms. Flivera? Where's that high-level lich?"

"Here it is."

A mummy-like head was casually taken out from the skeleton lady's hand. It was wrapped in layers of black lines, and its original appearance could hardly be seen.

But just the faint smell is enough to make people feel frightened.

"Hmm, is this the lich?"

"Yes. He thought he could fight me after making sufficient preparations... but in fact, it was just a little troublesome. After the magic circle blessed by the power of the Styx was broken, he had no power to resist."

In fact, just by looking at the stolen staff in her hand, we can tell that Miss Skeleton must have a huge advantage. Otherwise, Luna would not listen to her instructions so easily.

Miss Skeleton looked at her and reached out her hand to touch her gently.

Luna suddenly felt the staff in her hand tremble, and countless dark lines emerged from it, flying towards the skeleton girl, and then quickly disappeared in the palm of her skeletal hand.

"this is?"

She hadn't noticed there was such a thing in the staff before.

"I kept some power in my staff, which can protect you in a critical moment. I didn't expect that it wouldn't be activated in the end... You are better than I thought, and you are worthy of being the goddess's favored one."

Luna felt a little sorry, seeing the undead that were slaughtered by others before. This power is probably no problem for all beings below the third level.

As if she had read her mind, Miss Skeleton explained:

"This power can only be stored temporarily. I can't leave the secret realm...it will be invalid after you leave the secret realm."

"Is that so... huh? You mean, I can take this staff out of the secret realm?"

Luna's heart beat violently a few times. Although it was seriously unbalanced, this was a genuine high-end item.

"Of course, it's just a small thing. If you like it, please keep it."

Miss Skeleton acted indifferent, perhaps it really wasn't worth mentioning to her.

She then warned:

"You entered the secret realm very suddenly the first two times, so I was not able to show up for long. This time you stayed in the secret realm for several days, which gave me time to accumulate some strength and leave the Styx tributary for a short time..."

Luna nodded. They had spent several days clearing the undead on the periphery, but they didn't expect that this delay would save them.

"Even so, I will have to leave soon. If you want to explore the secret realm next time, it's best not to be too anxious. Wait for me to come out of the tributary for a short time so that I can protect your safety."

"Yeah! I'll pay attention next time... Who would have thought there are high-level undead here?"

The information about Elvina's family is a bit unreliable. Previously, I only thought that there were second-level undead in the ruins. It's not a big problem to have an advanced wizard to protect me.

Unexpectedly, a high-level existence appeared in the end. In fact, if there was no third-level witch formation, it would be easy for them to escape as long as they did not go too deep into the city center.

"I don't even know how many undead souls are still there in the ruins of the kingdom."

When saying this, Miss Skeleton's tone seemed a little sad.

Soon, she came to her senses and handed the high-level lich skeleton to Luna:

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Master Favored, to give it the final blow. Within the range of the Styx, no matter how many times I kill it, it will only delay time... I must use the power of the moonlight to put an end to it once and for all."

"Ok."

The power of moonlight emerged in Luna's hand, and the silvery moonlight condensed into a dazzling long sword. The skeleton lady beside him stared at this scene in a daze.

Before taking action, Luna suddenly thought of something and asked:

"Speaking of which, Miss Vera, do you know that there is a ball of moonlight essence in the City Lord's Mansion?"

This is the most important goal for her to come here. She can’t forget it after fighting for so long.

She had always felt a faint attraction, which became even more obvious after coming to the City Lord's Mansion. If it was on Miss Skeleton, she would have to struggle with whether to ask for it.

But it wasn't there, it felt like it was right under my feet.

"Wait a minute..."

The skeleton lady summoned the head back into her hands and partially untied the black lines that wrapped around it, revealing its withered face.

"Rimur! You didn't destroy the moonlight given by the goddess?"

The lich, whose head was left but not dead, did not answer immediately. Instead, it looked at Luna who was holding the Moonlight Sword. Its voice was hoarse and cold:

"Is this the Silver Moon Follower that Your Highness mentioned? It is indeed a rich moonlight power."

198. Belated Response

Being stared at by a high-level lich, Luna felt a little creepy and felt a lot of pressure.

"So weak..."

The lich seemed a little disappointed.

"Who didn't grow up from a weak age? Rimur, you'd better not do anything small now."

"Your Highness, don't be too anxious... I just feel a little emotional. After such a long time, I can still see Silver Moon's followers. It's really..."

"Don't you understand? The great Silver Moon Goddess is not completely dead. She must have left some arrangements behind."

Luna felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by two powerful undead as if they were looking at something strange.

"Rimur, take us to find the essence of the silver moon."

"...Okay, it's already come to this."

The high-level lich unexpectedly did not resist at this time, perhaps he had completely accepted his fate. Under its guidance, the two people plus a head opened the secret passage at the back of the hall, which led to the secret room underground.

"Will there be an ambush?"

Luna asked. It was more of an affirmation than a question.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Miss Skeleton entered the underground passage without hesitation. A powerful force emerged from her bony hands holding the lich's head, and dark lines appeared.

"Haha, don't worry. How can I resist in front of the great prince?"

The head seemed to be talking to Luna behind it, but was quickly slapped by Miss Skeleton:

"Be honest!"

Under the guidance of the lich, many array mechanisms were quickly opened. This layered arrangement concealed the room very tightly, and even the powerful Skeleton Lady did not find it for a short time.

If Luna hadn't been able to directly sense the essence of moonlight, this place would probably have remained a secret forever.

"arrive."

In front of the last dusty door, Miss Skeleton reached out and touched it. The dark lines penetrated into the interior of the door. There seemed to be some movement. She paused for a moment, and soon pushed the door open as if nothing had happened.

"You are still as strong as ever."

The lich head sighed.

"Stop talking nonsense. What on earth did you hide in there?"

As she said this, Miss Skeleton pushed open the door and rushed in, looking a little anxious.

"Nothing unusual."

The lich just said these words.

Miss Skeleton suddenly stopped where she was. Luna, who was following behind, was a little curious. She took a few steps forward and was completely stunned when she saw the scene in front of her.

There is a huge space underground, with a temple inside.

A temple exactly like the one above, the temple of the goddess.

The stone pillars and walls are covered with patterns and decorations of the Silver Moon, as well as poems and reliefs praising the Silver Moon. The temple is filled with sculptures of the goddess.

The two of them walked into the temple in silence, surrounded by old statues of gods.

"Are these all the original statues? Rimur, haven't you already worshipped the Lord of the Styx?"

"Of course, it's true that I changed my faith...but it's also true that I had my original faith."

Walking in the temple, heading towards the deepest hall, the lich's voice spoke calmly all the way:

"When the disaster was over, all the people in the city died, but were resurrected by the Lord of the Styx as undead spirits."

"To be honest, with my limited wisdom, I cannot understand why the great Lord of the Styx would turn us into undead souls and revive us to wander here forever."

"In the first ten thousand years, the majority of the people believed in the goddess. The citizens maintained the temple and kept their faith, hoping that one day they would be redeemed by the goddess and get rid of this ugly posture."

"Of course, there has been no response. In fact, we knew in the great festival before the fall of the country that the goddess would not respond any longer."

"In fact, the most devout believers committed suicide long ago after the ceremony. Those who were transformed into the dead later were all people who still coveted the world."

Flivira's bones creaked slightly, and her bony fists clenched, but she did not open her mouth to refute.

"In the second ten thousand years, questioning voices emerged: 'The goddess has long abandoned us, and we are now the people of the Lord of the Styx!' Such voices began to spread, but only a few heretics did."

"A war started in the city, but the undead couldn't kill each other, so it ended up being a battle of ideologies."

"The third, fourth, fifth... I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have passed. The undead of the Styx have gradually become the majority."

"What's despairing is that the vast majority of low-level undead gradually find it hard to bear the burden over the long years, and gradually lose their sanity completely."

"Some people who had already adapted to the bodies of the undead finally became terrified when they saw their companions who had completely turned into monsters... At this time, we found that the undead who firmly believed in the Lord of the Styx and held sacrifices had their mental fading much more slowly."

"No one believes in Silver Moon anymore. Everyone is clamoring to completely destroy the goddess's temple and worship the great Lord of the Styx instead."