Chapter 524: Chapter 396: Miracle Trial Card

As soon as High Priest Verus finished speaking, an uproar erupted at the scene.

The Beastmen who had carried some hope in their eyes now showed only contempt and ridicule.

"So she really is a fraud."

"A lowly female from the Lower Domain trying to pass as the Beast God Envoy?"

"Abolish live sacrifices? Utterly absurd."

...

Willow raised her chin proudly, looking at Luna Sutton as though she were some farcical clown.

She turned to Uncle Hawthorne and said, "Uncle Hawthorne, now do you see it clearly? She’s not the Beast God Envoy at all, just a faker with some cheap tricks."

Horace Valerius frowned deeply, his gaze complicated as he looked at Luna Sutton.

Though he never liked this female from the Lower Domain, he hadn’t expected things to get to this stage.

Now, in front of everyone, Luna Sutton’s deception had been exposed—not only was she humiliated, but the Dragon Clan’s reputation was in the mud.

Mael Valerius’s face was cold and dark, his golden eyes glaring at Willow and High Priest Verus, an icy aura enveloping him.

He shielded Luna behind him, voice low and dangerous: "If anyone dares utter another word, I’ll make sure they’re silenced forever."

The chilling threat instantly hushed the scene considerably.

Still, the ridicule and disdain didn’t fade from everyone’s eyes.

Corbin Crowley stepped forward coldly, his silver eyes sweeping over everyone: "Why are you all so impatient? Whoever said contacting the Beast God must come with phenomena?"

The crowd fell silent for a beat, all eyes snapping toward him.

No one knew who this Beastman was, so young yet so formidable.

Why hadn’t he ever shown up before?

Corbin ignored their stares, his voice colder: "The Beast God is above all; would he simply appear on mortal whim? Luna has received the Beast God’s revelations, learned sacred wisdom, and brought prosperity to the Beast World Continent. Isn’t that the best proof? If you don’t believe it, why not go to the Lower Domain and see who ended last year’s plague? Who taught the crafts of building, pottery, and weaving? Even if you haven’t seen it with your own eyes, you’ve all heard about it, haven’t you?"

His words left the scene in a momentary silence.

They, of course, had heard about all that—in fact, much of it had already spread to Aetheria, highly praised by all tribes.

"And what of it?"

High Priest Verus scoffed back: "Those are just some petty skills. How does that prove communion with the divine? If what you say is true, can anyone with a special talent call themselves a Divine Envoy?"

Corbin narrowed his eyes—this old bastard was looking for death, clearly making things hard for Luna on purpose.

"Then tell us, High Priest—how should one prove it?"

He added with a hint of mocking coldness, "Or do you want the Beast God to appear personally to endorse Luna?"

High Priest Verus was at a loss for words, face darkening in displeasure.

Of course he didn’t dare wish for the Beast God’s arrival, but Corbin’s words made it feel like he was being looked down on.

"Hmph, what god would descend so easily?"

High Priest Verus snorted, casting a meaningful look at Luna Sutton. "But if she truly is the Divine Envoy, there will be divine protection. If not a direct manifestation, there must be a miracle. You’ve all seen just now, she clearly failed—even her so-called communication with the Beast God doesn’t exist."

His words set off another round of discussion, all sorts of accusations flying around.

Now, no one saw Luna Sutton as the Beast God Envoy—only as a con artist spouting nonsense.

Willow looked even more smug, deliberately raising her voice: "If you ask me, we ought to tie this blasphemous fraud to the pyre as a warning."

At that, the atmosphere instantly tensed up.

Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Kian Sterling, Zeke Veridian, Malachi Arcanus, Soren Phoenix, and Mael Valerius all flashed lethal intent in their eyes, all glaring ice-cold daggers at Willow.

Shaken by their gazes, Willow instinctively shrank back a step.

Yet remembering she had the Celestian Clan behind her, she steadied herself.

She fixed Luna Sutton with a look of disdain and scorn.

A lowly female from the Lower Domain—worthy of so many outstanding Beastmen’s protection?

What a joke.

Today, she’d see Luna utterly disgraced, showing everyone just what sort of trash Lower Domain females really were.

The vibe was highly charged as everyone’s attention drifted—some subtle, some obvious—to Luna, waiting to see how she’d deal with this.

The damn system that had been playing dead finally bounced out again.

"Ding! Detecting host faces a faith crisis. Faith Points Store opens temporarily for Miracle Experience Cards."

Hearing the voice in her mind, Luna’s eyes immediately lit up. Who’d have thought miracle experience cards existed? Talk about timely rescue.

Didn’t even bother to gripe at the useless system for playing dead earlier—she quickly asked in her head: "What’s the cheapest?"

"Basic Miracle Experience Card, 2000 faith points. Effects: Divine light descends over a small area, simulates a deity’s apparition, lasts ten minutes. There’s also a Medium Miracle Experience Card and Advanced Miracle Experience Card, with more powerful and realistic effects—naturally, costlier."

The system added in a scummy tone, "Host’s current faith points: only 612, can’t even afford the most basic."

Luna almost lost her temper, gritting her teeth: "Why not just dig me a grave?"

Suddenly, inspiration struck: "Can I buy it on credit?"

"Ding! Due to host’s current special situation, Faith Points Loan function unlocked."

The system cheerfully produced a digital contract. "Down payment: 612 faith points, the remainder in twelve monthly installments, daily interest 3%."

She glanced at the fine print: "Overdue? A random Beast Husband or the host herself will be turned into a frog for a month." Her face was extremely grim.

No wonder the damn system had pretended to be dead—its plan was to loan shark her in her time of need.

If she didn’t pay it all back within a year, either she became a frog, or one of her Beast Husbands did.

Seriously, what kind of bullshit scam clauses were these?

But the situation was desperate—she couldn’t afford to think twice.

Luna gritted her teeth and chose to accept the loan.

"Purchase successful. Please continue your divine charlatan act. Miracle Experience Card activating..."

Hearing the damned system in her head, a hundred thousand grass mud horses ran roughshod through Luna’s mind. Outwardly, however, she forced on a profound, mysterious expression.

Then, she slowly stepped out from behind Mael Valerius.

She ignored the crowd’s varied looks and their expectant, mocking stares.

Luna clasped her hands in front of her chest, closed her eyes, and began reciting incantations, as if in prayer.

Willow scoffed: "Keep acting. Where’s your miracle? Where’s the Beast God? Why don’t you call him out for us to see?"

Diane Snow also curled her lip in derision, eager to see how this Lower Domain female would end up.

Right as everyone waited for Luna to make a fool of herself, there was a sudden change.

The once clear sky suddenly darkened, thunderclouds rolled in, and lightning flashed—something tremendous seemed about to descend.

"What is this..."

High Priest Verus’s expression changed drastically, shock and suspicion warring on his face.

As the Celestian Clan High Priest, versed in profound arts with vast experience, he knew at once that this sudden weather wasn’t normal.

Could it be...she really could commune with the Beast God?

Impossible!

He quickly dismissed the thought, staring hard at Luna as if he might catch her slip up.

But what happened next made his pupils constrict, his heart pounding in utter disbelief.

All present saw, as a beam of radiant golden light pierced the clouds directly onto Luna.

In an instant, she was shrouded in that golden glow; her robe billowed with no wind, her hair danced, like a Goddess descended to earth.

"ROAR—"

A beastly roar shook the heavens, as a giant golden beast’s silhouette slowly formed in the light.

The beast, lion-like yet tiger-ish, bearing two wings, radiated ancient, mysterious, and domineering power.

It was exactly the legendary image of the Beast God of the Beast World Continent.

"The... the Beast God has appeared!"

No one knew who shouted first—instantly, everyone dropped to their knees.

Even High Priest Verus’s legs turned to jelly—he thumped down, shuddering all over.

Willow and Diane Snow’s faces turned ghastly pale as they collapsed, their pretty eyes wide in disbelief.

And filled with raw terror.

Horace Valerius, too, was utterly stunned, falling to his knees along with the Dragon Clan.

Corbin, Rhys, Kian, Zeke, Malachi, Soren, and Mael all exchanged glances of bewilderment.

They couldn’t tell if the Beast God had truly appeared or if Luna had used some unique trick.

Either way, it was a win for them.

At least, now, no one would dare question Luna as the Beast God Envoy.

To avoid drawing suspicion, they all followed suit in kneeling, faces earnest with devotion.

Luna was, in truth, panicking inside—but her face betrayed nothing.

She even adopted an air of holy, compassionate dignity.

The abrupt phenomena had spooked her too, but she soon realized—this must be the effect of the Miracle Experience Card.

No denying it—the effect was so real, she’d almost believed it herself.

She opened her eyes slowly, gaze impassive as she swept across the crowd, finally settling on Willow, Diane, and High Priest Verus.

"Anything more you want to say?"

She didn’t speak loudly, but every word was crystal clear to all present.

Willow and Diane, pale and shaking, had long lost their arrogance and smugness.

"Di... Divine Envoy, I... um..."

Willow stammered, lost for words.

Diane, too, kept her head low, not daring to look Luna in the eye.

High Priest Verus pressed his forehead to the ground, cold sweat soaking his priestly robes, voice trembling uncontrollably: "Divine Envoy, forgive me... This old fool failed to recognize your greatness and offended your divine power... Please have mercy, Divine Envoy..."

Right now, he wished he could slap himself silly—why had he jumped in to lead the charge?

The Beast God had manifested—Luna’s identity was beyond all doubt.

Everything he’d said just now was basically an invitation to die.

Luna looked at all those kneeling before her, feeling elated inside.

Those 2000 faith points were well spent.

She sighed deeply, playing her role: "The Beast God is merciful and will not punish the lost. But the barbaric practice of live sacrifice must end. This is the divine mandate—none may defy it."

She looked up at the golden beastly apparition in midair, nodding in feigned reverence: "Yes, I understand."

Everyone grew even more awestruck at this sight.

The Divine Envoy could converse directly with the Beast God!

High Priest Verus kowtowed repeatedly: "We obey the decree! The Celestian Clan abolishes live sacrifices immediately."

Representatives of the other clans hurried to echo their compliance, terrified of offending the divine.

Willow and Diane were limp on the ground, unable to utter a single word.