Chapter 430: Chapter 332: I’m Beyond this Victory Settlement (3rd Update) Chapter 430: Chapter 332: I’m Beyond this Victory Settlement (3rd Update) By the time Lily had finished off the isolated Sons of the Moon and was stealthily making her way back to the great hall through the shadows, she was suddenly startled.
Why was there white ash everywhere—
She had left the hall not long ago, and even then, some of the Sons of the Moon had already been attacked and killed by Earthbound Spirits.
Lily roughly guessed that it must have been the young master’s doing.
Because she had noticed that Aiwass had inquired about the haunted inn near Eagle Cape Village and had prepared the materials to seal the Defiant Flame Butterfly, she felt that perhaps Aiwass had gone to catch ghosts.
And it turned out to be true…
But that kind of death was not thorough for the Sons of the Moon.
Just as Director Cornelius had said, Earthbound Spirits had a hard time directly harming the Sons of the Moon.
Those killed by him were usually the weaker newborns.
After all, their souls were too fragile…
Attacking the soul directly, bypassing the immortality of the Sons of the Moon, they were turned to dust.
The rest were mostly the result of hallucinated Sons of the Moon killing each other.
This kind of death without a finishing blow was not dreadful—although they fell and lost their breath and pulse, as long as their blood had not completely drained away, they were not truly dead.
Even if turned into white statues, as long as enough fresh blood was splashed onto them, they could still be awakened.
Even if the statues were destroyed by transcendent powers and only ashes remained, a new Son of the Moon could be created by combining a certain amount of the ashes with the corpses of other Transcendents of the Path of Love.
This was considered a form of resurrection.
Moreover, if there was a sufficient amount of ash, it could also be brought back to life through a ritual…
However, such a Son of the Moon would be a fusion of many.
—Only the newborns would feel fear for this reason.
Because they lacked the common sense of monsters, still seeing themselves as the dead they once were, and thus feared material death.
To completely kill a Son of the Moon, one had to use the Holy Water from the Path of Devotion or the liquids of other paths to soak the ashes.
Or one could burn them to death with fire and Light or directly attack and kill their souls—A Son of the Moon who was burned to death would skip the immortality, not become a statue but directly turn to ashes, like the old man who had been attacked and killed by an Earthbound Spirit.
Such ashes could not be used to create new Sons of the Moon and could not be resurrected.
Lily had braced herself—there would surely be a large congregation of Sons of the Moon in this hall, and their ranks would undoubtedly be higher than those who had fled.
And this was going to be a fierce battle.
But in the end, the only Son of the Moon sitting alone in the hall was one.
She was a green-eyed woman with beautiful flowing black hair, wearing glasses.
She sat there alone sipping blood wine, her expression indifferent and proud.
Opposite her, sat another woman who looked exactly like her.
She was enveloped in black smoke, looking this way with malice…
In appearance, aside from not wearing glasses, she seemed to have no difference from the woman opposite her.
In her arms, she was holding another girl.
The girl was looking this way towards Lily, her face wearing the familiar, fox-like gentle smirk that Lily knew all too well.
Almost immediately, through her own intuition, Lily recognized the identity of the “other Beyard” who was not wearing glasses.
—The Shadow Demoness?
Seeing this scene, the one who first fell into confusion and astonishment…
was the Shadow Demon in Lily’s shadow.
Without a doubt, she had also sensed the identity of the other.
You saved me a lot of time,” said Aiwass with a smile, raising a glass of wine to Lily, “Thirsty?
Would you like a drink?
There’s no blood in this one.”
The smirk on her face carried a wicked sense of humor that only she and Lily could understand.
And Lily quickly caught on.
She walked over reluctantly, took the red wine from Aiwass’s hand, expertly opened the bottle for Aiwass and poured two glasses—that wine was rare and expensive due to the wars in the empire, having become exceedingly scarce.
Aiwass probably couldn’t be bothered to open the bottle herself, so she was holding it waiting for Lily to come over…
Lily casually said, “What are you doing, Mr.
Oh right, I’ve already killed the Prohibition…”
Aiwass said lightly, “That makes six confirmed dead—We’ve won again.”
Lily was surprised, “I thought you…
you had killed them all.”
He ran too fast, no helping it,”
Aiwass revealed a meaningful smile, “But it’s fine to let him live…
Killing him might damage his gift.”
—Got it, the young master had his heart set again.
Lily thought to herself.
She was now all too familiar with such an expression—Aiwass had the same look when going to find Mr.
“King.” It was a powerful desire of “I see, I want, I get.”
But to think that with such a brief encounter, the young master could directly discern the other’s true identity…
Such investigative skills were truly remarkable.
Lily sighed inwardly.
The Shadow Demon in Lily’s shadow sighed, seemingly in confusion, “This was a…
promotion ceremony after all.”
It had sensed something amiss when it heard “promotion vacancy” but didn’t want to believe it.
And now it was finally certain.
All the hatred, pain, and confusion inside…
And so was the desire for revenge.