Chapter 45: The Moon-Worshipping Demon
Phew!

A burly man seized the opportunity, roared, and shot a bullet through the young man's chest!
What was strange was that the young man's mouth curled up slightly, and he took the opportunity to behead the burly man on the spot with one knife.

With a heavy crash, blood spurted out and the headless body fell to the ground.

The young man looked around and saw more than a dozen soldiers in leather armor lying in a pool of blood. He lowered his head and stared at the head that had rolled to the side. His eyes were wide open, and his pupils were full of disbelief.

Even though he was seriously injured, with a pitch-black spear piercing his chest and a long knife embedded in his abdomen, the young man seemed to be unaware of the pain. He had a satisfied smile on his face, as if he was appreciating the results of his bloody battle.

Suddenly, he pulled out the long knife from his abdomen, opened his mouth wide, and laughed loudly:
“Hahaha… You are worthy of being soldiers under Xu Qingzhou! You are brave and fearless, and really tough. More than ten of you almost surrounded and killed me. Unfortunately, you bet wrong. My heart is on the left side! You should have aimed at my head with that attack just now! Hahaha!”

"Useless! How can you be so complacent when a dignified warrior fights with dozens of unarmored soldiers to such an extent?"

At this moment, a hoarse, old and majestic voice broke the young man's laughter.

The young man's laughter stopped abruptly. He turned around and saw an old man with scales all over his face slowly walking towards him.

The strange young man slowly pulled out his spear and then swallowed a blood-red pill. Miraculously, the hole in his chest began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. He bowed and said respectfully:
“Ghost Master, I just broke through to the warrior level, and it’s not stable yet. Besides, with the body of a celestial being…”

"idiot!"

The ghost master's scolding sounded again.

"You must remember that this body is not our advantage, but our disadvantage! Never resist the weapons of warriors. Although silver is scarce in Black Cloud City, it is not without!"

"That's what the ghost master taught me!"

The young man curled his lips and responded respectfully, but he disagreed in his heart.

Silver is the main material for forging "spiritual weapons". It is a resource that is strictly controlled by Black Cloud City and Zhao State. It is not something that the masters of these rural spiritual realms can use easily.

The ghost master frowned.

I know that this young man didn't take it seriously. If this idiot hadn't been ordered by the Holy Church himself...

He sighed, looked at the corpse on the ground, and was about to step forward to clean up the mess.

fire!
fire!
fire!
Suddenly, a heart-shaking shout came from the sky, as if stirring in the depths of the soul.

The Ghost Master turned his head and saw flames rising into the sky in the distance. He was then filled with a burning sensation and even wisps of black smoke began to emerge from his skin.

"Spiritual Weapon Field?! Weapon Master!!"

The ghost master's face changed drastically. He quickly grabbed the young man, turned into a blood shadow, and quickly flew into the depths of the wilderness fog.

Deep in the fog.

An unbearable burning sensation suddenly hit the young man's face, and the flesh began to melt like a candle, bleeding from all seven orifices. He groaned in pain, feeling as if the scorching sun in the sky was falling, burning his body mercilessly.

"Why is there a military leader here?!"

The ghost master was still frightened and said in a deep voice:

"That blazing flame did not come from the five military masters of Black Cloud City. I can sense the fighting spirit rising from them, but I don't know which military master has descended from them."

The young man's face was twisted in pain. He looked directly at the Ghost Master, his voice filled with confusion and anger:
"Ghost Master, why are we celestial beings restrained to such an extent that we are not even qualified to look directly at the spiritual soldiers?!"

He had just joined the Moon Worshipping Holy Religion and became a celestial being more noble than humans. Although the religion had always emphasized that silver and spiritual weapons could restrain them, he had never expected that this was the method of restraint?

He couldn't even see the sky clearly and was almost roasted to death.

This is also a market trade!

Faced with the young man's questioning, the ghost master almost blurted out, "What do you think?"

Do you really think that the power gained by taking shortcuts can compare to that of a second-level warrior who has been sublimated to the extreme in the flames?
He swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and explained:

"Don't worry, ordinary weapon masters and weapon masters are unable to activate the spiritual weapon field. Only the first generation of weapon masters can fully release the power of spiritual weapons."

Don't worry? Hearing this, the young man looked down at his melting flesh, with his bones vaguely visible.

He finally understood why the members of the Holy Church acted so cautiously.

……

……

In a room in Shengfengling, Doctor Mo was concentrating on preparing medicine.

Suddenly, his heart trembled, as if he sensed some unusual fluctuations. He quickly put down the tools in his hands, hurried out of the door, and looked up at the sky.

What I saw before my eyes was a shocking scene.

The world that was originally shrouded in thick fog has now turned into a blazing sea of ​​fire.

The sky became unusually clear and the thick fog had been completely dispelled.

In this clear sky, a giant red bird spread its wings and soared, its four eyes flashing with bright light, as if it was patrolling the sea of ​​fire.

"Spiritual Weapon Flame Bird? Young Master and Yan Qiu are in life-and-death crisis?" Doctor Mo stared at the giant bird in the sky.

At this moment, the giant bird seemed to feel Doctor Mo's gaze. It lowered its head, and its gaze passed through the void and met Doctor Mo's sight.

Haw!
Then it let out a clear and joyful chirp.

Then, the huge red bird with a body of one hundred feet disappeared with a loud bang, and turned into a brilliant rainbow light, flying straight towards Doctor Mo.

The rainbow light gradually condensed as it approached Doctor Mo, and finally turned into a palm-sized fire bird, which landed lightly on his shoulder.

Yan Que stared quietly at Doctor Mo's thin face and long silver hair, then leaned forward gently and rubbed Doctor Mo's cheek.

Doctor Mo looked at the agility in Yan Que's eyes and could not help but gently called out, "Que'er, is that you?"

"Ha!"

The firebird seemed to understand Dr. Mo's feelings, and it chirped again in response.

"You can still wake up..."

Doctor Mo excitedly stretched out his hand and gently stroked the feathers of the Flame Bird. Knowing that she didn't have much time left, he forced a smile on his face, his voice choking a little:

"Yan Qiu has grown up and is doing well now. You don't have to worry about her. She really looks like you. I... I can still hold on for a few more years. I should be able to see her get married... and even have a chance to see her child born."

As he spoke, Dr. Mo's eyes were wet, and tears were sliding down his cheeks. He paused and wiped away his tears:

"As for the Red Flame Army...someone will inherit our will and complete our unfinished mission."

"Ha!"

The Flame Bird looked at Doctor Mo tenderly, listened quietly, and then, contentedly, responded with a crisp chirp.

Then, the Flame Bird's body suddenly turned into countless twinkling stars and slowly dissipated into the air.

Doctor Mo quickly stretched out his hand, trying to hold on to the fading light, but the starlight slipped away from his fingertips easily like an illusion in a dream.

“Queer!!”

Doctor Mo's hand remained in mid-air, his eyes filled with endless sadness and reluctance.

　Thanks to book friend Xiangshan for the reward.

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(End of this chapter)