Outside Flumouth city.
William sprinted through the woods purely on his physical speed, thinking Desline would keep up using Star Magic,
but who knew the Principal would kick off her high heels and, with her long legs, easily keep pace... This also reminded William of the ti he was pinned down by the Principal’s long legs and then kicked out of the Principal’s office.
Besides mastering Star Magic, as a Stargazer and an important contact in this world, Desline was also adept at using her legs in combat.
"Why have you summoned ? I won’t take any excessive risks before our retrieval plan is executed," she said.
"I don’t need you to do anything dangerous, Principal. You just need to help create a passageway upon receiving my signal.
Just like before, you create the ’Exit,’ and I create the ’Entrance.’
"That’s it? You’re not planning to investigate Zion alone, are you? Don’t tell
you plan to disguise yourself as a newcor gentleman to join them, accepting a skin filled with fresh blood, perhaps even undergo a ’full-body Blood Transformation’?"
"Wow, you guessed all of that? No wonder you’re called the Prophet, Principal."
"Don’t be reckless, William. Even if you manage to infiltrate, what if Zion is on high alert and you can’t escape? Don’t tell
you plan to fight your way out.
And you can’t be certain the Seven Marquis won’t see through your disguise."
"If I’m exposed or trapped inside Zion, I might indeed escape through ’killing.’
After all, I just need to retreat more than five kiloters away from Zion, then those guys can’t pursue
anymore... ’Killing escape’ is a pretty decent backup option.
Besides, I have indeed considered the issue with the Seven Marquis. If I’m discovered, I’ll withdraw at once, and that’s when I’ll need your assistance, Principal.
We need to make good use of the ’disadvantage’ that the Blood Citizens are bound near the passageway."
However, Desline disagreed with so of William’s plans, "If you force your way out, you’ll raise the alarm even if you escape from Zion... Your display of Silver Circle strength will certainly attract the Blood Citizens’ attention.
They might call in more reinforcents from the Old World because of it."
William scratched his head, "Haha~ didn’t I tell the First Doctor at the eting? There’s an 80% success rate;
the situation you ntioned falls into the remaining 20%.
In any case, Principal, rest assured, I’m quite confident in my acting skills.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been employed as the ’Chief Actor’ of the circus."
Desline had close ties with the Stargazers of the Old World and could still communicate with the group via the stars, despite being on this side, to understand so information about the Old World,
so she was naturally aware of the infamous "Fear Circus," an organization that none of the Source Epidemic Areas could deal with.
"You joined that circus! The organization that the Patient who caused the nightmare incidents belongs to... What’s that circus really like?"
"It’s more of a neutral organization. Except for a few individuals, most of the people there are quite nice! If sothing happened to
in the Old World, they’d even be willing to co to my aid.
It’s a pity that we have to deal with affairs in this world now;
they can’t co over because of the Silver Circle restriction."
At that mont, the Principal’s voice lowered, "After the matter with Zion is over, take so ti to tell
about your experiences in the Old World...just like before."
"Sure."
The two approached the mountainous area where Zion was located.
Desline chose a mountain on the outskirts that was higher in altitude (more than 5km away from Zion in a straight line), climbed up on her own, and drew a more refined Star Array at the summit, ready to receive the signal from William at any mont.
anwhile,
William didn’t head straight to Zion;
instead, he wound his way through the mountains to find a ’suitable’ cave.
’Suitable’ ant the cave entrance faced upwards and was just big enough to allow the full entry of moonlight, filling the interior with its glow.
William, on his own, did indeed face a significant risk of his act being seen through by one of the Seven Marquis who had survived since the Ancient Era, as Desline had ntioned.
But if there were two people acting together with Illusion Technique as auxiliary, the risk would be significantly reduced.
The ti now—[01:15].
Due to World Infection, a thick fog perpetually hung in the sky, with the moon obscured behind layers of dense fog and clouds, normally only its vague outline visible.
William sat inside the cave, slowly invoking and activating the Moon Transformation Disease within his body.
During the Silver Turbidity period, William completed all the symptoms, even this passively contracted Moon Transformation Disease received the sa treatnt.
The bun on the top of his head turned silver, and his entire deanor suddenly beca serene.
William, a direct descendant of the Moon Scar infection and also the first generation of infection, was as devout as a Saint Heir at this mont.
The moon felt this call,
and in an instant, fierce light reflected from the moon’s surface pierced through the clouds, scattering over the earth and illuminating the mountainous region where Zion stood.
Even the Blood citizens who occupied Zion couldn’t help but look up, admiring the moonlight of the new world, while so patients from the Ancient Era felt a myriad of emotions upon seeing such a radiant moon suspended in the sky.
However, so nobles sensed an anomaly;
during their few months in this world, the moon had always been obscured by the clouds, but tonight it suddenly brightened.
As the moonlight filled the mountains, a beam of it also shone into the cave.
When the moonlight spread throughout the cave and climbed onto William’s body, a buzzing sound arose in his ears...
In the blink of an eye, William was sitting on the moon’s surface, and he felt a more substantial physical touch than before, surrounded by whispers emanating from deep within the moon craters.
Regrettably, William chose to gaze at the stars, unmoved.
His comprehension of the stars always sustained William, ensuring that he would not sink entirely into the moon’s allure.
Ti trickled by, and William always sat alone on the moon’s surface, the surrounding whispers eventually fading away without a second person’s arrival.
"It seems ’he’ is not in this world. Do I have to enter the city and perform alone?"
Just as William rose to his feet, preparing to dispel the Moon Transformation Syndro... click, click, click~ the sound of high heels approached from behind.
Turning his head, he saw a long-legged female doctor approaching, who could be considered an ’acquaintance.’
Those legs, comparable in height to a Principal, wore eighteen-centiter red high heels, with a waist almost reaching William’s chest, and above the legs, a smooth incision where nutrient infusion tal rods were inserted.
Besides the various bottles continuously replenishing nutrients to the lower body, at the top of the tal rods was inserted a woman’s head thick with black hair.
Her black hair concealed most of her face, leaving only a pair of brightly painted red lips visible.
"Long ti no see, William~ The Master just returned from the Old World not long ago and could feel your call from across the sea.
The Master can et you, but there is a condition;
you must follow
to the moon below."
"Very deep?"
"The Master knows you are very averse to going inside the moon, so he will wait for you on the underground level."
"Alright then."
Under the guidance of the female doctor, William stepped onto the moon’s surface and arrived at a nearby moon crater, which, if the moon were seen as a human head, the crater would be akin to a pore on the face.
Descending along the moon crater, he found it was, surprisingly, structured with steps.
After descending tens of ters, he reached an inner corridor paved with cold white tiles, as though he had co to a hospital built inside the moon.
Following the female doctor, they eventually arrived at hospital ward number [0],
and upon opening the ward door, there laid the familiar young man, reclined on the hospital bed,
his silver hair draping above his eye sockets, staring at the entrance with pupils depicting the ’New Moon’ and ’Full Moon’.
"William, long ti no see... Your body is very suited to Combine with
now!"
Lorrian slowly raised his arm, stretching his palm toward William at the ward entrance.
His palm seed to magnify in the view, as if about to touch his face.
In a critical mont,
the Abyss Mask suddenly grew out from his temples, covering William’s eyes and filling the hospital with an overwhelming aura of death.
Lorrian was startled by this abrupt change, instinctively condensing a moonlight mirror to shield himself.
William, wearing the Abyss Mask, spoke with an unfamiliar voice, "Lorrian, let’s not rush our issues for now;
we will have plenty of opportunities in the future. This ti, I just want to invite you to a play, are you interested?"
"Is there a reward?"
"The blood bank of your hospital seems to be in urgent need of raw materials, doesn’t it? There will be high-quality fresh blood as compensation, even plasma from the Ancient Era."
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