Ophelia's mouth opened slightly, and at this moment, she was filled with an absurd feeling.

Again?

Whether it was when she first saw the real you in the dim moonlight, or when she lifted the curtain guided by the moon, or the collapsing mountain in front of her.

The manifestation of faith, the decree of fate, time and time again, under an unimaginable understanding, formed the most deadly and beautiful romance.

Ophelia never denied her feelings for Karun, nor did she deliberately hide them. But after not receiving a genuine response from Karun, she had prepared several times to use her rationality to cut off this feeling that could never have a result.

The path of life is long, and matters of the heart are like the brim of a hat on your head. If you keep looking up, you can only see the color of the brim and mistakenly believe that this brim is the entirety of life.

In fact, there are many and rich sceneries on both sides of the road. Most people, after maturing, will not put their entire lives into matters of the heart, not because they can't afford it, but because they don't think it's worth it.

But the development of things is always unexpected. Ophelia felt that if time were to be extended now, she could even imagine her elderly self sitting by the pond, with a blanket on her legs, her thoughts flying back to the present.

She already had many scenes to reminisce about, and each memory would probably turn into a natural smile when she grew old.

But she, unfortunately, has never been in love.

On Karun's side, there was more helplessness. Although the captain was not here, the captain's role was always being played out accurately.

If it were someone else, Karun probably wouldn't believe it, but since it was the captain, Karun felt that it was somewhat natural. He was able to cooperate like this, he was able to adapt like this.

However, after a brief emotional fluctuation, the two quickly regained their calm.

Because the position they were sitting in was rapidly rising, and the magnitude of the rise was enormous.

Karun knew that the reason for all of this was that Doronse had been successfully awakened by the captain. But Karun was even more aware that if it was only the awakening of the giant turtle sleeping underground that caused the ground to break and rise, it would be impossible for him to suddenly rise to this extent.

The only explanation was... whether the position they chose to sit in was a part of Doronse?

For example, the head of the giant turtle?

Ophelia spread out the scroll, and a miniature teleportation array appeared. Ophelia pulled out the purple greatsword, and the position they were in now was indeed too high, making it easy to slip. Ophelia instinctively raised the purple greatsword to find a fixed point.

Seeing the girl preparing to strike here, Karun was startled.

If the part under their hands was Doronse's head, then when she struck down with the sword, Doronse, who might already be in a bad mood, would be completely enraged.

Karun immediately reached out and grabbed Ophelia's shoulder, exerting force to pull her back.

Ophelia was slightly surprised, but out of instinctive trust, she let go of the hand holding onto the cliff and followed Karun's figure, both of them falling from the air together.

Karun's body turned into a black mist, enveloping Ophelia, and the momentum of their descent was slowed down, changing direction to the other side.

At this moment, a dazzling green light struck, as if everything around was dyed green.

Because Karun and Ophelia flew right in front of Doronse's eyes, one of its eyes was about the size of a storefront on York City streets.

In front of its massive body, Karun felt like a tiny bug.

He hoped that it would ignore the two of them like bugs.

And indeed, that was the case.

Doronse did not pay attention to the black mist that flew past it. Its massive head was raised high, and beneath its head were long tendrils, connected to many vines and even large trees.

A hundred years of slumber had already fused its body with the surrounding environment.

When its turtle shell was revealed, the pool beneath it was like a gem on its shell, as if it was its most natural decoration.

Stories are always prone to exaggeration, especially when it involves mythical elements, the exaggeration is even greater.

It is said that over a hundred years ago, Phileas and his one thousand followers arrived on the Dark Moon Island riding Doronse.

The colossal creature in front of them, its turtle shell as big as a mountain, carrying a thousand people, was simply effortless.

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As its awakening process accelerated, its body began to reveal itself, and its limbs touched the ground.

A dark cloud was gathering above its head.

Around it, a blue mist began to condense.Its originally green eyes gradually turned pure white.

It is a divine beast of light, but it is not preserved in mythological narratives because it was influenced by Phileas and inclined towards the light.

When it first awakened, it revealed its natural instincts. But as its consciousness fully awakened, its bright side naturally began to emerge.

When you look at it now, you won't feel fear because of its huge body. Instead, you will feel a sense of peace and tranquility. Even children dare to actively seek it out to play with.

The dark clouds above gradually turned white. Even though it was already evening, it seemed as if there were rays of light pouring down from above.

It is beautiful, incredibly beautiful, a pure beauty that transcends the confines of the body and only perceives the soul.

Ophelia couldn't help but speak, "It's so beautiful."

If she had the choice, Ophelia really wanted to stop and observe it up close, to touch it. But Karun, enveloped in black mist, did not pause and continued to fly rapidly towards the outskirts.

Finally, after passing through the blue mist, Karun stopped and landed.

The stealth technique of the black mist generally only supports short-distance movement. If another person is brought along, the burden is not just doubled but multiplied. After flying such a long distance, even with Karun's accumulation, he now felt a sense of exhaustion.

He supported his knees with both hands, bent over, and began to breathe heavily, trying to take this opportunity to recover some energy.

Ahead, the giant turtle Dorongus stood like a sacred spectacle, making people marvel.

But Karun knew that this was only temporary.

The wildness displayed by its recent awakening and the spirituality displayed after awakening to the light would soon... It would organize its memories and recall the betrayal and tragedy that happened over a hundred years ago, revealing its... true nature at this moment.

No one would tell it what happened here over a hundred years ago.

But the streams would tell it, the wind would tell it, and even the clouds would tell it.

Phileas had cursed the Darkmoon Island in front of the mass grave on Snake Island. His hatred twisted the light at that moment.

The original curse insects should have had other effects. When they were first cultivated, they were meant to add an industry to the Darkmoon Island. But because of Phileas' curse, those insects became a nightmare for the Darkmoon clan.

Dorongus, this follower influenced by Phileas, should also be able to sense that curse.

Sure enough, the holy and pure aura began to distort at this moment.

In Dorongus' eyes, the originally clean white gradually became bloodshot. Finally, its eyes completely turned red.

It raised its head again and let out a roar containing sorrow.

"Roar!"

The heavenly rays of light began to dissipate, and the dark clouds gathered once again. In the midst of the clouds, thunder began to flash.

The blue mist surrounding it turned into blood-red. Karun saw a group of guards who were originally stationed at the Ancient Marsh Pond below. They also wanted to move here, but when they passed through the blood mist, the mist quickly penetrated their bodies, pulling them one by one.

The guards' bodies began to twist and tear. Their armor seemed to lose all defensive capabilities at this moment. In the end, their bodies could only explode, forming new blood mist that replenished it.

A terrifying divine sense swept towards the area where Karun and Ophelia were. It was a feeling of being targeted by a ferocious beast.

Fortunately, Karun had already distanced himself early on, far away from the mist. Dorongus did not turn its body towards Karun... more precisely, towards Ophelia. It moved forward towards the front.

That direction was the town on Darkmoon Island, a densely populated area.

Although the giant turtle's movement speed was slow, considering its huge body, the relative distance it covered was still terrifying. Wherever it passed, trees, flowers, and animals running in the forest were instantly crushed and drained when they touched the blood mist around it.

It was angry.

It wanted revenge.

Traitors.

They needed to pay the price!

Ophelia closed her eyes in pain. In fact, since returning from Snake Island that night, she rarely mentioned the words of her ancestor, Bernard.

As a member of the direct lineage of the family, she was raised as the heir with the support of her uncle since she was young, so she could understand Bernard's choices.

But Bernard had packaged his own image too well. Generations grew up listening to his great deeds and love stories. When there was a discrepancy in this image, it was really difficult to accept for a while.However, Ophelia took a deep breath and showed determination, saying, "We can't let it go to the town."

Karun nodded but didn't say anything.

In his heart, he didn't have a particular inclination;

Bernard betrayed Phileas in the past, almost killing all of Phileas's followers and burying his wife alive. The empty coffin was prepared for Phileas himself, but an accident must have happened that night, leading to Phileas's escape.

This hatred, this blood debt, should be avenged by the awakened behemoth, Dolons, to Bernard's descendants, as it should be.

Karun always had his own moral compass, but it was always flexible.

However, he wasn't worried that a tragedy would actually happen next.

But seeing Ophelia's anxious expression, Karun could only comfort her and say, "Don't worry, it won't reach the town."

It's difficult, very difficult, to stop a mad beast.

Especially when the main military forces of Darkmoon Island are in the naval fleet. If the fleet is mobilized, they should be able to defeat Dolons. However, it's clear that Darkmoon Island cannot directly teleport the fleet like the last time the Order of the Gods went to war.

The fleet won't be able to come in time. It's unrealistic to rely solely on the power of Darkmoon Island to intercept Dolons in time.

However, on Darkmoon Island right now, the two orthodox divine sects are having a meeting.

The Reincarnation Divine Sect can choose to watch and ignore, but the Order of the Gods cannot do so because Darkmoon Island has a cooperative relationship with them.

On the surface, it's a cooperative relationship, but both sides are aware that Darkmoon Island has sided with the Order.

The Order of the Gods cannot watch as their subordinate's hometown is being pushed over by a ferocious beast right under their noses. It would be understandable if they couldn't do anything about it, but now, it's happening right in front of them.

The Archbishop Kled, who is in charge of war affairs within the Order of the Gods, is here, as well as the chief bishops of various regions. Aside from some bishops who have taken a bureaucratic route to promotion, most of them still possess the strength that a bishop should have.

Not to mention that each bishop is accompanied by an elite Order of the Whip team from their respective regions. Although they are being used as an honor guard during the meeting, no one can ignore their strength.

This force is so powerful that if Kres is willing, he can completely stage a coup on Darkmoon Island, especially since the naval fleet won't be able to come to their aid in time.

Hearing Karun's reassurance, Ophelia nodded and her expression relaxed a lot. Her position is definitely to stand on the side of protecting the people of Darkmoon Island, there's no doubt about that.

Ophelia sighed, "Fortunately, the two divine sects are having a meeting on the island."

Karun really wanted to tell her that if it weren't for the two divine sects choosing to have a meeting here, Dolons... wouldn't have awakened.

Because that crazy captain wouldn't have had the opportunity to cause trouble on Darkmoon Island.

...

The commotion caused by Dolons immediately shocked half of the island because the anomaly in the sky was too conspicuous.

The people from the two divine sects were also alarmed and attracted by this commotion.

A soft flying carpet rose, and the gatekeeper Romil sat on top, holding a cup of tea and drinking silently.

In front of her sat two young men, both very young.

One was named Siding, the spokesperson for the Reincarnation Divine Sect during the first day of the meeting. He was handsome. His performance that day was foolish, saying a lot of nonsense and ridiculous things.

Of course, that wasn't his fault because in that environment, as the defeated party, the Reincarnation Divine Sect didn't have a beautiful stage for him to perform on.

The other man was named Peide, Romil's great-nephew. His surname was Simosen.

When Karun heard that Romil was a member of the Simosen family, he specifically wondered if the Talina he killed had any relationship with her.

Indeed, Talina was Romil's great-niece.

In pursuit of the realm of reincarnation, Romil didn't marry and naturally didn't have children. However, the Simosen family would only lack gatekeepers and not a continuous stream of descendants.

Now, due to the defeat, there has been a major reshuffle of power within the Reincarnation Divine Sect, and the old internal family forces have regained power. The Simosen family, known as the royal family of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, once again took up the position of gatekeeper, which is the best proof of this power transition.

In a critical moment, most people in the sect subconsciously believe that those old families with a history almost as long as the divine sect itself can lead the divine sect out of the quagmire caused by defeat.

Siding looked at the giant beast approaching in the distance and sighed, "Its body is truly enormous."Pei De began, "Deep-sea giant turtles, Bulsak mutants, records from the last epoch show their presence in the ocean, but they have always been hard to find. Firstly, because their numbers are scarce, and secondly, because those who occasionally spot them can't live to tell the tale."

Xi Ding immediately replied, "I see, thank you."

Pei De continued to sip his tea without a change in expression.

"Pei De, you've indeed matured a lot. When I first brought you here, I was worried you wouldn't be able to control your temper."

"Because of Talina?" Pei De smiled, "The Church of Order killed my sister. I hate the Church of Order, but hatred should not be expressed in this way."

"Being able to say this, it seems you've truly awakened."

Pei De bowed his head, "I'm sorry, my past self disappointed you."

"It's alright, we've all been reckless in our youth."

Loving a girl deeply, ceaselessly seeking women who resemble her, implanting the girl's memories into them, continuing to create the illusion of being with her, enjoying the sweetness of love, not caring at all that the women who receive the memories die from physical complications in a short time, and simply moving on to the next vessel.

Indeed, even such behavior is seen as "youthful recklessness" in the eyes of people at Romir's level.

"The people from the Church of Order should stop it, right?" Xi Ding asked.

Romir nodded slightly, "Of course, as the master, how could one watch their dog's kennel being knocked down."

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Tafuman chose not to continue pursuing the captain. When Doluns woke up, his immediate task was to prevent this beast from entering the town.

The captain's figure appeared on a hillside. From here, he could see Doluns advancing in this direction, and behind him was the town.

Neo slightly spread his arms, leaning forward, feeling the cool evening breeze on his face.

He was somewhat intoxicated, no, he was already intoxicated.

Snapping his fingers with his left hand, raising his right hand as if holding an invisible baton, his body began to rotate slightly. The distant roar accompanying the beast's advance was the best background accompaniment at this moment.

The rhythm was getting faster,

The snake-head mask on Neo's face fell off and landed on the ground;

Then, the ring on his finger flashed slightly, his face disappeared, leaving only a bloody visage.

The whole scene was serene yet eerie.

The moonlight fell on him, casting a gentle warmth, but what emanated from him was a trembling close to madness.

As the song ended, Neo turned around, facing the town. The town was now full of panicked and fleeing people, but the beast was about to arrive, and it was too late to evacuate.

Neo's right arm hung down, his left arm swung back, and he bowed:

"I'm sorry, it's already dark, so you can't see the light."