Mystery: Outlander Gods of Bloodborne

Chapter 89 The History of the Apostle of the Moon

As a noble blood race——Emlyn insisted on calling himself that—today is really a dark day!He hasn't had a good time since he unfortunately lost his way to the Harvest Church a few weeks ago.

First Bishop Utravsky, then that nasty detective, and finally this wicked night worshiper.
Those who treat beautiful doll girls harshly will go to hell!

Emlyn White hammered on the stone door angrily, complaining angrily about the 'culprit': "Detective Moriarty, I curse you for getting lost like me. You'd better get lost and go to the residence of the Bishop of the Church of Storms!"

On the other side, Yager calmly patted the dust on his body due to the vibration of the door panel.

"Well, I thank you for the curse on Sherlock's behalf."

If Emlyn's words really come true, he will definitely rush to the Church of the Storm to watch the excitement.

"Let's get straight to the point between us."

"I want to know the history related to the blood race, especially the part of the Quaternary Epoch, and the characteristics of the moon you worship."

"What do you know about this?" Emlyn suddenly became vigilant, "I tell you, I will not betray the interests of our blood race, especially the noble moon!"

"Oh? Wouldn't it be for the doll?"

"It's a pity. I heard that they look very expensive. In the future, they can only be accompanied by stinking garbage in the trash can. After all, their owners are so righteous."

The indifferent male voice, with a teasing tone, passed through the stone door and echoed in the narrow basement, instantly breaking through Emlyn's non-existent psychological defense.

"Enough! Enough! I say—!"

"I don't know much, and there is nothing particularly confidential!"

"The most important change of the Quaternary Epoch in the Quaternary Epoch is that the 'Blood Moon Queen' Olnia, who led us out of the dark age, became the wife of the Night Emperor of the Trunsost Empire, and then allowed the blood race to unite Rise up and become a vital supporter of that kingdom."

"At that time, even Augustus of Loen and Einhorn of Fusac had to respectfully address our queen as 'Your Majesty the Queen'!"

There was pride in his voice, but it quickly turned serious.

"Unfortunately, all this was shattered in the 'Battle of the Four Emperors'. The Queen and the Night Emperor fell, and the Seven Gods supported Augustus, Einhorn, Sauron, and Castile, the four nobles, to carve up the empire. And we who lack high-ranking people can only retreat to the mountains."

"If you want to know the glory of Your Excellency 'Queen Blood Moon', I can tell you all about it!"

Emlyn raised some interests and shared them endlessly.

But Yager, who was listening, was not focused on this strange queen, but on the two familiar names of Einhorn and Sauron.

Yes, I didn't pay special attention to it before...

But as the other two of the three-in-one Medici evil spirits, their backgrounds are also very noble.Perhaps this is the reason why they were able to give a lot of information about blood races before.

If you want to know the specifics, just ask this hot pot evil spirit.

"What about the moon?"

"In terms of the moon, the ancestors gave us a revelation, don't pray to the 'primordial moon'!" Emlyn continued.

"The vampires who did this in the past often had tragic endings," he said with frustration in his voice, "as far as I know, nouns that cannot be mentioned in rituals or prayers include: the moon, the apostle of the moon, the moon god, the red moon, besides"

The words behind him were not heard by the other person.

The pupils of the black-haired young man facing Shimen unconsciously dilated, and the scarlet blood color was fleeting in his dark eyes.

A picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, blurry, as if it was a memory of the long past.

Red Moon...and...

The fuzzy tentacles under the red moon!

The picture quickly disappeared into memory after flashing, like an outdated file that suddenly appeared in a dilapidated computer. Although it couldn't be opened, it was enough to provide information to the owner.

That's the target of the hunt!

Kill the moon!
Wait... No, but when he heard the Apostle of the Moon, he always felt that he had some sympathy with himself, as if...

he himself!
Yager gently covered his dizzy head in doubt, suppressed the clamoring desire to kill, and rubbed his temples.

"What happened to those who prayed wrong?" His voice was slightly hoarse.

"Ah?" Emlyn was stunned for a moment. "What else... Most of them are dead and crazy. It's been like this since the Fourth Epoch."

"Is it the same for those who pray to the Apostle of the Moon and the Moon God?" The young man at the door continued to ask.

"It's all."

"Oh no, wait a minute," Emlyn tried hard to remember, not noticing that his honesty was beyond imagination, "If it was in the Fourth Epoch... It seems that the earliest ones who used the name of the Apostle of the Moon prayer did not have any accidents. "

"So for quite a long time, many blood races have tried to pray. Sometimes they will get strange responses, such as knives, or extraordinary items..."

"Of course, that must be the wrong object of prayer!"

"Suddenly one day, probably around the Fifth Epoch, the praying people will lose control tragically, and it will also have a serious impact on other blood races around, so no one will do it anymore."

"According to the duke's guess, it should be because the apostle of the moon, perhaps the servant who followed the original moon, has fallen."

"As for the moon god, it should be the same as the original moon. Those who use this name wrongly will die as soon as possible."

Emlyn White concluded with satisfaction.

There was silence across the stone gate.

Yager's black eyes stared at the steps in front of him, his thoughts were spinning wildly in his mind, and his fingertips rubbed his palms lightly, as if he was suppressing some impulse...

After a long time, he silently came up with a series of equations.

Primordial Moon = Luna = Hunting target!

The apostle of the moon = himself = the person who wants to hunt the moon god = Er Wuzi.

This makes perfect sense.

As for why the vampires who started calling the apostles of the moon in the fifth era all died, that's also easy to explain.

He can reach out now!How is it possible to respond normally!

Having come to this conclusion, Yager nodded to himself very convincingly.

He turned to look at Bishop Utravsky who was quietly waiting in the hall: "Can I open the door and let him appraise an item for me?"

"Don't worry, I will guarantee that he cannot escape."

A dissatisfied loud protest suddenly came from behind the stone gate: "Bah! You think you can control me? I am a noble blood! I can beat two ordinary humans like you!"

Emlyn's brain circuit was strange and he didn't protest the behavior that he was asked to identify, but protested that the other party underestimated him.

Yager pretended not to hear, and continued to look at Bishop Utravsky.

In the Harvest Church, which had been cleaned spotlessly, the huge priest standing on the high platform nodded majestically.

"No problem. I'll make sure he doesn't hurt anyone."

The two tacitly ignored the opinion of a certain blood clan.

Bishop Utravsky took out a stone key from the black robe with the harvest pattern, and walked slowly towards the stone door in the basement.

(End of this chapter)