When the plot-skips players into the game world-Chapter 1237 - 524: The Fallen Sons of the Moon_2

Therefore, they will directly attack people disregarding circumstances, labeling those who reject the Sons of the Moon as "foolish inferior creatures," thereby attempting to ignore the influence of this view on themselves. The faith in the Blood Celestial Marshal is essentially the radicalization of this idea — as long as I completely deny the existence value of those people, they have no impact on me.

— But after all, this is nothing more than self-deception.

When a person frequently emphasizes "I don’t care about your opinion," he has actually already been affected.

Pure-blooded Sons of the Moon are rarely born; the vast majority are the "zero generation," transforming from humans, Elves, or Werewolves into Sons of the Moon. They have complete "memories of their mortal period" and cannot be entirely unaffected by human society’s public opinion.

... And now, it is their first time being accepted and recognized by humans.

When they are no longer hunters, but protectors; no longer rejected, guarded against, or hated, but trusted and accepted by their companions, there are inevitably some Sons of the Moon who are shaken.

Although most Sons of the Moon still disdain this "acceptance," even weaving logic chains that fit their worldview within their hearts. Yet, some Sons of the Moon are beginning to hesitate about their lifedrain behavior.

— When the Sons of the Moon truly realize that the people they prey upon, lifedrain, and slaughter are actually "kindred," it is inevitable to feel guilty. After all, Sons of the Moon are not a naturally evil race like Demons; they are merely humans with "greater desires" and do not become cold, bloodless Demons upon becoming Sons of the Moon.

The earliest, most ancient Sons of the Moon — those who believed in the Eternal Self, adhered to the "dedication principle," which is to only lifedrain the blood of those who willingly dedicate themselves.

But in this way, the race of the Sons of the Moon could not spread, and might even slowly fade. The predecessors of the Sons of the Moon became aware of this problem, thus becoming "a more advanced race" to independently emerge, allowing their successors to ignore this issue as much as possible.

But after all, they have no culture of their own, ultimately still attached to the human race, not even completely reproductively isolated from humans — even the identity of the Son of the Moon can be partially inherited through genetics. From this perspective, they can only be considered a relatively special kind of human, similar to Transcendents among humans.

Now, Aiwass has tossed this problem back at them, forcing the Sons of the Moon to confront it.

— If we truly are kindred to humans, then the act of lifedrain...

A few enlightened Sons of the Moon, amidst hesitation, remembered the vast mist they had seen a few days ago.

Speaking of it, the Fog Sky Department... was once also the protector of the Sons of the Moon.

Thinking this way, they felt a sense of hesitation.

Yet, just when they felt guilt over their lifedrain actions and doubt regarding their racial education.

They simultaneously heard a somewhat unfamiliar, yet very gentle voice:

"My children, I am pleased that you can realize this..."

That was the voice of the Fog Sky Department!

— Heaven, the Celestial Marshal has descended!

These fortunate Sons of the Moon were almost trembling with excitement!

In the past, when did they ever receive such treatment?

The Eternal Self is needless to mention... Whether it be the Blood Celestial Marshal or the Banquet Celestial, neither could possibly have the idle time to bother with these ordinary Sons of the Moon. Those few who heard the voice of the Blood Celestial Marshal mostly received reprimands or ridicule, never such a gentle attitude, like a mother’s tolerant and kind nature.

Without exception, they all changed their faith, accepting the power bestowed by the Fog Sky Department.

That was a new ability called "Vaporization!"

This ability replaced their transformation into bats, allowing them to vaporize. Thus circumventing many inherent defects of the Sons of the Moon, even alleviating their craving for blood considerably.

And this is only the first step.

The Fog Sky Department promised that if they could further repent of their past sins and kill these fallen Demons, they would gradually transform into new life forms also ageless yet not needing lifedrain!

— Is that not the Perfect Being!?

They were excited about this.

In the legends of the Sons of the Moon, the so-called "Perfect Being" is a Son of the Moon devoid of all flaws. Having to lifedrain to survive is certainly counted as a flaw — they now stood upon blessed Holy Land, briefly experiencing the goodness of being a "Perfect Being." Precisely because of this, these Sons of the Moon did not feel the uncontrollable, irrational blood thirst.

Not needing lifedrain does not lead to regret.

Just like some Transcendents do not need to eat, some do not need to sleep; rather than constant hunger or sleepiness, it is continuous satisfaction and wakefulness. Though they did not lifedrain, they felt as if satiated, clear-headed, and comfortable throughout.

Now, the Fog Sky Department promised them — this would be the norm!

Even leaving this land, they could break free from the curse of lifedrain!

For these Sons of the Moon who realized the "sins of lifedrain," this was indeed a great temptation!

And the Fog Sky Department encouraged them to bring more Sons of the Moon to their side — causing the Sons of the Moon to glance at each other, secretly searching for "kindred" in the crowd. When seeing familiar faces looking towards them, they exchanged knowing smiles; while feeling regret upon seeing their friends still oblivious.

— If possible, they also hoped their friends could come to "their side."

These "benevolent fallen" Sons of the Moon increasingly solidified the situation. These "new Sons of the Moon," initially rid of the defects of the Sons of the Moon, actively led humans to expand outward — no longer loafing, but exerting full effort, even risking their lives!

Thus, after the Sun rose, the battle situation improved drastically. The Sons of the Moon became the main force in the battle, as Mages realized these Sons of the Moon changed from passive defense to active attack, they began assisting the Sons of the Moon in combat.

With the Mages on the Path of Wisdom commanding the overall situation, the increasingly excited Sons of the Moon continued repelling Demons — feeling their bodies becoming freer little by little!

This was an experience far more intoxicating than lifedrain!

With every Demon killed, they felt their bodies getting lighter, thoughts becoming clearer!

The attacks of these "Sons of the Moon" grew increasingly fervent and excited.

Gradually, thin mist wafted with every movement they made. Unbeknownst to them, the hazy white mist covered the entire battlefield, with Demons being directly shredded by invisible white mist before descending.

One "Son of the Moon" after another began mastering the use of mist.

With them at the forefront, absorbing the brunt of the charge, human soldiers also displayed unprecedented resilient Strength.

With more soldiers awakening, manpower gradually replenished. Soldiers began recovering Mana, and the battle lines started pushing out in full force!

When they began pushing outward, it was akin to overwhelming force!

The increasingly fervent "Sons of the Moon" began shouting — converting their fallen emotions into battle intent, channeling intense killing intent towards the Demons.

The Demons were confounded, being repelled by these Sons of the Moon.

Ultimately, unable to endure, the Demons sought reinforcements.

Thus, when the Sun reached its highest point, circumstances changed —

Swarms of flies, accompanied by plague, arrived.

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