When you moved your gaze away from the letter, the face of the sculpture appeared in front of you seamlessly.

Almost instinctively, Karun began to back away, but as he did, he suddenly saw his own back.

Your soul has retreated, but your body remains in place.

This is a very special sense of separation, and at the same time, a great fear and insecurity begin to invade your heart.

Then, the next instinct is not to give up your body, to go back!

The trend of retreating quickly stopped, and then flew forward.

Suddenly, a black door appeared in front of Karun, completing the barrier between his soul and body, stopping Karun.

This feeling is like the sudden weightlessness when sleeping, the whole person begins to fall into the abyss, and then the body shudders suddenly.

Karun suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and found that he was still in his body. Everything before seemed like an illusion, and the sculpture was not in front of him. It was still on the side of the cave in the distance.

But if you look closely, you can see that the sculpture of the moon-bending statue on the left has straightened up and turned into a posture waiting for an embrace, and the crescent moon she was holding has also disappeared.

She is waiting for you to embrace her!

Karun wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. This was the first time he had encountered this kind of incredible "pulling". It was not purely aimed at your physical body or your soul, but in another dimension, it treated you as a piece of dough being kneaded before being fried in oil.

"Phew..."

Karun took a deep breath, looked back, hesitating whether to return first, make a battle plan with everyone, and then come back to solve the problem here.

But when he was about to look back, the previous "pulling" sensation reappeared.

They have their eyes on you!

Karun's movements did not stop, because he had an experience, that when facing the unknown, fear and avoidance were the most useless ways. Choosing to face it head-on at any time was the only way to have a real chance.

Just like when he first faced Lady Molly in his dream, if he had ultimately collapsed and fled at that time, there might not be the present.

Turning around, there was no sculpture in front of him.

But the next moment, Karun sensed that his body was floating upwards. Lowering his head, he found that at some point, his body had already floated several meters high, and below him, the second sculpture was holding up its hands as if to catch him.

Karun swung the sword of Achilles and directly slashed downwards.

"Buzz!"

The sculpture twisted and disappeared, and Karun fell back to the ground.

But this was far from over. The two sculptures began to change positions constantly, and under their influence, Karun's sense of space above and below began to stretch and twist continuously. Even though Karun swung the sword to chop them time and time again, he still couldn't find a way to break the deadlock.

"Ah!!!"

Karun let out an angry growl, showing his impatience.

He knew that waving the sword everywhere was a waste of energy, but he had to do it because he wanted them to see his imbalance, to see his confusion.

Ultimately, to lure them to stop scratching the itch outside and come in to reap, for example, to enter his body!

However, whether they felt that the time was far from ripe or their way of dealing was really different from what Karun had anticipated, they seemed to be simply immersed in this game, treating Karun as their plaything.

They even... were reluctant to make the final move against Karun.

Karun stopped, propped up the sword, and took a breath, even taking out a bottle of energy potion, opening the cap, and pouring some into his mouth.

He wasn't tired and needed replenishment, but he hoped to calm down again.

The feeling of drinking the potion was strange. The potion was right in front of you, but there was a feeling of being tens of meters away. The degree of spatial imbalance increased instantly!

Huh?

When I calmed down, did they become even more aggressive?

Heh.

Karun wanted to laugh. He had deliberately pretended to be crazy before, and logically, this state was when the mental gap was the greatest and most suitable for breakthrough. He felt like he was fishing.

But he overlooked a simple fact, that these two sculptures might not have such high intelligence. They were just operating on instinct.

This led to their simple way of behaving: when the prey struggled violently, I continued to endure; when the prey was quiet and gave up struggling, I reaped.

It was pointless to use any tactics against them, their "thinking" was actually very simple.

Realizing this, Karun simply found a gap in the platform with the sword of Achilles and sat down.

Calculating the time, the main force would take another fifteen minutes to arrive. If he could eliminate this danger in this fifteen minutes, it would be of great benefit to the next action.

As the team leader, this was also his responsibility.

Karun stretched lazily, hands behind him, sitting like he was on a green hill in the park in spring.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!"

Seemingly receiving the signal of the prey "giving up", the two sculptures moved in unison for the first time.

In an instant, Karun was "pushed" to the top of the abyss, and below was a suffocating sense of weightlessness, as if it had completely frozen you at the moment when you were about to be awakened from a dream.

Oh...

This refreshing feeling, from a single note, turned into a high male voice.

At the same time, the scenery around Karun began to change rapidly. Clearly, the scenery was moving, not himself, but this sense of rotation quickly made him lose his sense of orientation, and a severe feeling of nausea rose from the bottom of his heart.

After a long period of torment, two white arms reached out from two different directions towards Karun.The two hands did not belong to the same person, as one of them had no nail polish on the fingers, while the other had a smoky makeup, but it seemed natural, not manicured.

Each hand grabbed one of Karun's arms.

In that instant, Karun sensed the presence of two female figures beside him, one on each side, grabbing him. Combined with his current posture, it looked like they were accompanying him to the park to enjoy the scenery. From the actions alone, it seemed a bit ambiguous.

But Karun was clear that this was just the final prelude before the real storm.

He felt that others probably wouldn't have to go through such a long preparation like he did. It was likely that they would be caught by the sculpture grabbing their arms from the beginning.

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The reason why he had spent so much time, and even pretended to be weak in order to make further progress, might be related to the appearance of the reincarnation gate at the beginning.

Did the appearance of the reincarnation gate increase the threat assessment level of these two sculptures towards him?

One girl on each side, grabbing Karun's arms, suddenly exerted force and pushed him down!

"Smack!"

It was like hitting the surface of water, and his whole body sank in. But after entering the water, it was like a cycle, and he sat up again. This time, he was sitting in a stream, surrounded by darkness.

Alright, he was in.

This was not his own consciousness space, but his consciousness had entered it, which meant that he had passed the initial period of confusion. Next, it could be considered as returning to his own territory.

"Woo woo woo woo!!!"

The sound of a horn rang out, and the dark cover around him began to gradually dissipate.

Karun saw a monster crawling on the hill in front of the stream. The monster was red all over, with a single horn, and a tall figure that did not look bloated, but rather gave a very fierce feeling.

In the mythological narrative of "Whispers of the Moon," this was the mount of the moon goddess Artemis. However, its description only existed in the early mythological narrative, and it had not appeared again after the moon goddess became a deity. There were no records of it in murals, church history, etc.

In general, this situation meant that this mount had fallen before the goddess became a deity.

On both sides, figures appeared, singing hymns with solemn expressions.

Karun lowered his head and found that the stream he was in was actually golden in color, but this gold was not a divine power, but rather like a group of golden leeches, which had already begun to attach to his body.

Almost instinctively, Karun wanted to stand up and get rid of this terrible environment, while also trying to summon Qian Mei into his consciousness.

But just as Karun was about to stand up, an invisible shackle suddenly appeared, causing his body to kneel back into the stream.

Not far away, three children were playing on a rack, with a bonfire underneath.

A surge of anger spread in Karun's heart, followed by heartache and sorrow.

This emotion... was it from those two girls?

Karun remembered the tears he had shed earlier, and he had been puzzled. What kind of empathy was this?

Now, it was not just empathy that they wanted, but for him to experience a "real" sense of empathy at this moment.

Karun saw a man tied up there, with a warrior standing behind him. The warrior's armor bore a crescent moon symbol, similar to the one on the Dark Moon Island, but it was yellow, while the crescent on Dark Moon Island was red.

This common point did not mean much. Although the Moon Goddess Church had always wanted to incorporate the Dark Moon, which was believed in on Dark Moon Island, into its own branch of the divine system, it would be an insult to everyone's intelligence to only find commonalities in the design of the symbols, because most people in the world, when they look up, see the moon as one thing.

The man was shouting loudly, and Karun couldn't understand the language, but from his expression, he could understand that he was telling him to run, to run fast!

The feeling of heartache surfaced again, so this man should be her husband.

But soon, Karun's gaze shifted, and he saw another man, holding a little girl and crying.

The feeling of heartache became even stronger.

This man was also her husband.

No, to be precise, it would be more appropriate to say that if there were two or more people by her side, the least appropriate would be one person, because you had to experience the feelings of two people alone.

Just like now, her husband had brought out two of them for her.

And looking at these two men, they were completely different in style. The former had a very ordinary style, with a strong ethnic flavor, while the latter was well-dressed, like a nobleman.

So, they should be their respective husbands, and it was unlikely that it was a product of polyandry.

Especially the nobleman's husband, who was holding the little girl in his arms. When Karun's gaze met hers, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his eyes, a tingling sensation that caught him off guard.

In an instant, Karun's vision became somewhat blurry, as if he was still sitting in the stream, watching himself being held by his father, but soon his perspective changed, and he was being held by a man standing on a high place, watching himself in the stream.

Unfortunately, the team members had not arrived outside yet. If they appeared on the platform now, they would see the captain sitting there, blood dripping from the corner of his eye.

This change in perspective brought Karun a much more intense sense of pain than when his spatial sense was stretched and kneaded before, because before, he could still think of it as an external force, but now, it felt like it was really chiseling into his skull and eyes.

"Ah..."

Karun let out a low growl. This girl had a problem!

No, he had a problem too!

Who was she, who was she really?

Karun was thinking quickly in his mind. His Dark Moon Eye was starting to lose control because of this girl. Every time they made eye contact, it felt like his eyes were being cut.

Was she a member of the Dark Moon clan?

Did she also believe in the Dark Moon?No, look further ahead, be bolder—what era is depicted in this scene? It's from a previous epoch, before the Moon Goddess ascended to divinity.

So, theoretically, this little girl could very well be... the Dark Moon Goddess!

The same entity that once appeared in my consciousness as a woman, the power of the Dark Moon Blade manifested.

The Dark Moon Eyes I now possess... are likely hers.

When the same pair of eyes "gaze" at each other, that sensation of being torn apart, as if colliding across time and space, is painful, almost inevitable.

After all, how could you possibly look directly into your own eyes without any medium?

Many scenes followed: of parents, friends, companions, subjects—all sorts of threats, all sorts of oppressions, forcing you to fulfill your destiny according to their demands.

A surge of violent rage welled up in Karun's heart; "he" began to curse and swear.

Although Karun himself couldn't understand what he was cursing, it must have been vile, yet all around, only a mocking laughter could be heard.

Not knowing how long he had been cursing, Karun began to stoop, choosing to scoop up a clump of golden leeches from the stream. The leeches gathered together, forming a sphere that, from a distance, looked like a full moon, pure and sacred.

But up close, it was clear that these leeches were voraciously consuming his own blood, his life force rapidly ebbing away.

Lifting them out, they had drained all vitality.

Raising them again, they would drain the life force of a second person.

Of these two women, one could almost certainly be identified as the mother of the Dark Moon Goddess, and the other woman was definitely no ordinary being. Thus, this was a meticulously chosen sacrificial ritual!

This holy moon, the incarnation of Artemis, the Moon Goddess, the rightful chief deity of the lunar lineage, had undergone transformation in such a manner.

Suddenly, the image of Kevin frantically tearing at the dog mat in the study flashed through Karun's mind. Lanedale was reenacting the "affectionate" and "gentle" treatment of the Moon Goddess by the God of Order in this way.

As the life force of the two was drained, darkness fell upon Karun's vision, and the sound of the wind could be heard all around.

Logically, this should have been the end—they had ended, and so should have Karun.

But Karun was an anomaly; he did not end. This mix of half-illusion, half-projection, coupled with cognitive distortion, was not yet capable of causing Karun's soul to perish alongside them.

For an ordinary person or another priest, this would have been the end; in Karun's team, no more than four could have withstood this round.

But Karun had too much to rely on deep within his soul; he had even played a game of cat and mouse at the conscious level with Linda, representing Relyelsa.

However, it seemed that for this very reason, Karun triggered the second round of the sculpture.

"Hum!"

Suddenly, the surrounding darkness dissipated.

Ahead lay a sea of molten lava, with Karun standing at its edge, surrounded by figures of Order Knights.

The thick atmosphere of the Order Religion hit him full in the face, and the altar ahead was his destiny; only by stepping into it could he offer absolute loyalty to the God of Order!

Had the scene changed? Was this a scenario tailored for him?

No, it was a scenario for the priests and those of the family faith system who came here. If you could withstand the first round of the past, what awaited you was your own second round.

Karun looked around and saw Puerh, Eunice, Alfred...

On another rack were Uncle Mason, Aunt Mary, Aunt Winnie, Mina...

It seemed that everyone he knew and liked in his heart had become hostages here.

The same pattern, a different scene, a stronger sense of immersion.

Indeed, a stronger sense of immersion, that's how it should be.

But the problem was, Karun was an exception. If this was a ritual that made you choose to devote yourself to God under the loyalty to God, the more loyal you were to God, the greater the pressure and torment you would endure.

Then, Karun could say he felt no pressure, for he had no loyalty to any god.

Turning around, Karun saw an old man imprisoned on a cross behind him—it was Dis.

Seeing Dis imprisoned here, Karun couldn't help it... he laughed.

"Hehehe... Hahaha..."

Dis on the cross also laughed: "Hehehe..."

This was a torture of loyalty to God, yet both the sufferer and the most important hostage did not belong to this category.

Karun raised his hand, intending to break out of this place.

As he spoke, Dis also spoke, grandfather and grandson saying in unison:

"The Order God raised by a whore!"

"Boom!"

In reality, two statues began to crack, shatter, and fall apart.

But their smiles,

were radiant at that moment.