Deep in the Living-Chapter 900 - 879: The Moon’s Warning

"Great Moon is my hometown..."

On the Moon Death Star,

The cloth man was strolling alone on the surface of the planet, occasionally sensing vibrations emanating from within.

Today is a rather special day,

With the death of the Prison Director, the entire structure of the Central Prison showed some signs of loosening.

Sometimes it takes a month, sometimes half a year, and sometimes more than ten years for the bindings of the prison to weaken significantly.

Correspondingly, the bindings on the Moon God reach a weak point, and His influence can break through the prison.

Those believers scattered across the cosmos, born out of the moonlit revelries, unless under special circumstances, need to take some time to worship the Moon God.

They are different from Outer Believers like Luo Di; their essence has been transformed by Moon Mud, their soul's essence has been bleached.

A faint white light emanated from the cloth man's body, and in an instant, his consciousness essence reached the passageway deep in the prison, moving forward a bit to reach the [Place of Confinement].

Currently,

The so-called Place of Confinement still belongs to the outer layers of the prison,

Their consciousness cannot truly reach the Moon God's chamber, which is completely sealed, capable of locking the Moon God away utterly.

To the cloth man's surprise, there used to be at least ten believers appearing here at this time, to join him in meeting the Moon God and receiving their respective tasks.

Whether to help develop believers, to act in the Moon God's stead on similar Moon Death Star incidents, or to search for the mysterious Tomb of the Gods.

Yet today, it was just the cloth man alone,

This was the first time such a situation had ever occurred.

The cloth man even paused, the bandages wrapped around his eyebrow area trembled slightly.

He quickly thought about all he had done during this time, not finding anything unnoticed by the Moon God, even on a mental level everything was pure.

White light descended,

The bandages all over his body were dyed white,

His body kneeled involuntarily,

"Master, according to your instructions, I have taken Luo Di to the pre-prepared Moon Death Star. In such an environment, not only will he not be exposed, but he can also receive ample moonlight purification.

His Divine Status, just as you said, is colorless and genderless, utterly solitary, unable to absorb any cosmic essence, theoretically incapable of any advancement.

After six months of seclusion, I don't know what happened,

Luo Di seems to have found a path, even though his Divine Status has no divinity, his power is growing.

A recent sparring session put me under pressure.

Four members selected by Emperor Mura from the Reversal Valve Army have already been defeated.

Even the Middle-Rank Dominator from the Hell realm is beginning to struggle... in just these two years, following the usual growth in divinity, it should be impossible to progress this quickly.

Master, your vision is indeed excellent, at this rate, within a century he will surely come here to appreciate the moon."

After the cloth man's report,

When he raised his head, he found the moon's surface had completely lowered.

A buzzing sound emanated from the depths of the Moon Pit, as these buzzes intertwined on his soul, forming a white worm of words.

≮I... wish to see... personally. Based on your description... it's too slow.≯

"This is still slow?"

The cloth man instinctively retorted, immediately realizing his disrespect, and hurriedly bowed his head to apologize.

Quickly, he grasped the problem with this statement.

"Master, if you wish to see, you should be able to do so at any time, right? Luo Di has inherited your essence book, wearing your Moonstone Fragment.

Now is the prison's weak moment, you should be able to pull his consciousness here directly for inspection."

≮I need... to see personally.≯

The Moon God's words came once more, and the cloth man suddenly understood the true meaning of this statement, and why only he was summoned today.

He stopped talking further,

Fell directly to the ground, his bandages spreading out entirely, forming a circle, or rather, the shape of a full moon.

White light scattered.

Cascading over the bandages.

[Moon Death Star]

The cloth man's body began to move slowly from his fingers, though his overall actions appeared very rigid, quite unlike his usual state.

No longer scratching at his itch,

No longer caring about the arrangement of the bandages,

But focusing on the most basic walking, slowly moving toward the pit on the Moon's far side.

The white bandages on his body began to flutter, swaying as if infused with life, writhing like worms.

The ground he walked on would be stained with white footprints, but these footprints quickly coalesce into worm-like figures and disappear into the soil.

Moon's far side.

The cloth man looked at the large pit before him and leaped.

Swoosh!

His falling speed was significantly fast, like moonlight descending, reaching the Hell Star hidden deepest.

Due to the lack of war, the entire Hell Star was in a "silent state," with temperatures dropping to minus 30°C, the day-night cycle (ash replacement) extended to 180 hours.

Over two years,

Hell has not seen the birth of a single new life.

Such silence was meant to hide, to conceal for a certain special individual.

The cloth man felt the moon's aura, his bandages gradually dissolved into "moonlight," or rather a kind of ancient white worms.

In the next moment, they directly coalesced inside Luo Di's kingdom.

The size of the kingdom was exactly as it was initially established, representing no advancement in Luo Di's status after becoming the Hell Monarch.

The cloth man continued walking, eventually reaching the Moon City Sports Center.

The temperature here was noticeably hotter than elsewhere, as if some competition had just ended.

When the cloth man arrived at the entrance of the sports arena,

Footsteps sounded from within, accompanied by laughter and chatter.

The door swung open.

Six of the Reversal Valve Army exited in reverse, with Luo Di among them, though he walked normally, slightly panting.

Lai naturally noticed the suddenly appearing cloth man and proactively inquired:

"Meisiduo, our special training with the Pope just ended, and it's quite late today. You better come by tomorrow."

Luo Di's gaze followed,

He was indeed a bit exhausted, but at the sight of the cloth man, a slight variance flashed through his eyes, "No problem, I was just thinking about what to do with the remaining time tonight, a bit of sparring shouldn't be an issue.

Lai, I won't see you guys off. Don't stay too late at the internet café, we have to continue special training the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, Pope."

After leaving the sports center, the six almost ran to the internet café, seemingly having acquired an unshakeable "addiction" deep inside.

Tap-tap~

Two distinctly different sets of footsteps echoed through the empty sports arena, reaching the specially designed combat center.

The material of the walls here bore some similarity to the Central Prison, ensuring the aftermath of a battle wouldn't affect the outside world.

Upon reaching here,

Luo Di's slightly exhausted state of panting instantly withdrew, appearing particularly focused, head lowered, eyes downcast.

"What do you seek from me, Moon God?"

The cloth man did not respond, instead, white light seeped from between the bandage seams.

When these rays caught in Luo Di's vision, white worms crafted the relevant words on his retina.

≮Too slow... time is shortening, once birthed, all will perish.≯

"What birth?" Luo Di found it hard to understand.

The cloth man placed a finger up to his lips, indicating no further discussion on this could be pursued, lest it lead to an unspeakably horrific outcome.

The worms changed, the words altered.

≮Show me your current level... unleash your full power and kill me. Don't disguise like earlier, let me see your entirety.≯

"The entirety?"

Luo Di's current state was peculiar,

His black hair fell in disarray, with no expression of divinity; even the fear within the Corner System was notably weak.

As if freshly venturing from the corner, even the flora had yet to mature.

≮Let me see.≯

"Yes."

Zzzzz~

As if a tape was rewinding.

The cloth man returned to the initial surface of the Moon Death Star, back to when just possessed by the Moon God.

Just when he intended to head to the far side of the Moon Death Star, toward Hell, to see that special believer, crack... the bandages broke one by one.

His head... fell off...

Ps: Happy New Year to everyone!