My Divine Beasts Are Really Not Evil Gods-Chapter 54: Mother of Dusk

Crunch! Crunch!
The Soul-Snatching Demonic Cloud chewed forcefully, flesh and blood splattering. The delicious soul brought him joy.
Once this guy was dead, it would be free to devour souls as it pleased!
But the excitement didn't last long. A voice suddenly rang out, causing it to freeze instantly!
"Is it tasty?"
The Masked Man appeared behind it.
Completely unharmed, he reached out and gently stroked the Soul-Snatching Demonic Cloud:
"Formless is the Hundred Forms. In the primordial beginning, all things were one.
You ate me, and we fused together, which proves you understand this principle. I am very pleased.
Did you know? Humans are a wondrous form of life. They despise one another, yet they flatter one another.
Each person wishes to be above others, yet they grovel before them. They are the vilest and the noblest, chaotic yet orderly.
And I want everyone in the world to strip off their hypocritical masks, their fleshly skins, and finally return to eternal Chaos. Before I achieve this goal, could you please be a little more obedient?"
Though his tone was gentle, it carried a suffocating sense of pressure.
The Soul-Snatching Demonic Cloud didn't understand. It had clearly eaten this man, and the soul it was chewing wouldn't lie!
Why…
was he still alive!
Especially when the Soul-Snatching Demonic Cloud peered through the hollows of its three-lobed eyes and looked beneath the mask, it was as if it saw a dark, starry sky—boundless and mysterious, yet holding a gaze of loving-kindness.
A love for all things in the world.
That bizarre, malformed love made it shudder, and it slowly lowered its head.
"Such a good boy. You have to be a good child, okay?"
Seeing the Soul-Snatching Demonic Cloud quiet down, the Masked Person smiled happily.
He patted it, letting it hide within the dark clouds. Then he glanced at Lu Yu's retreating back but paid it no mind.
A courageous little fellow who used the situation to counter an overlord creature and profit from it. His mind is far beyond that of an ordinary person.
It's just a pity…
He's too weak!
On the grand stage that is about to arrive, he is destined to be merely a supporting character.
I hope he can bring a little surprise…
He leaped from the top of the Clock Tower, allowing himself to freefall.
Just as he was about to smash into the ground and become a bloody pulp, a dark rift opened and swallowed him whole.
Passing through the shadow, he arrived directly in a massive underground cavern.
Inside were dozens of Evil God Cultists dressed in black, hooded robes covered in complex, mystical patterns. On their specially treated eyes, internal organs, and skulls, they had carved sacrificial runes.
Seven vertical and eight horizontal trenches were carved into the ground, outlining a twisted, mystical symbol. It resembled a sun, yet was half-covered by a bizarre pattern.
A large number of cultists poured shadows that flowed like crude oil into the trenches. The shadows writhed with a life of their own, as if searching for something.
In the very center of the underground area stood a three-meter-tall stone statue of a giant snake with its eyes gouged out. A large amount of shadow water flowed from its hollow sockets, collected by the cult members waiting below and poured into the trenches.
Beneath it stood an old man in a yellow robe. His figure was stooped and his face was grim, but his gaze was as sharp as a falcon's.
He sensed the presence, turned to look at the newly arrived Masked Person, and asked with a frown, "Have you tested the limits of the Myriad Beast Tower of the Starry Host?"
The Masked Person shrugged his shoulders.
"Not yet.
As expected of a High Tower that exists only in fantasy. I was discovered the moment I got close…"
The old man cut him off, his voice deep:
"This isn't what we agreed upon!"
"There's nothing to be done.
Didn't you see my Soul-Snatching Demonic Cloud was injured because of it? I did my best…" The Masked Person pretended to wipe away tears, but showed no sign of sadness. He kindly reminded him, "The Alliance will probably be conducting a 'vice sweep' next, you guys should be careful!"
"'Vice sweep'…"
The old man's eye twitched.
If he wasn't sure he could beat this guy, he really wanted to rip out his shadow and torture it to death.
Anger…
It was, of course, because his defenses were broken!
After all, he was the High Priest of the Secret Ritual Society, which served the 【Mother of Dusk】.
Legend says the sun was born from the shadow of the Mother of Dusk. When the sun falls, the Mother of Dusk will forge a coffin of shadow to bury it, and at the junction of light and dark, she will devour the sun's core to become the new Mother of Light, who nurtures all things.
Therefore, they believed the sun belonged to the Mother of Dusk, and all things were nurtured in the shadow of the great Deity.
And as the god's representatives, they had the right to dominate everything in the world.
Thus, they often conducted human sacrificial rituals and were designated as an Evil God Cult by the Alliance.
And every time the Special Division launched an operation against them, the codename was always—Vice Sweep!
What a damn abbreviation!
Furthermore, since the 【Mother of Dusk】 cult was elusive, they were often mocked as the paratroopers of the Evil God Cults.
People would frequently ask if they'd been 'swept up' yet, if they offered 'fast food', and so on…
The crucial point was that they really had almost been wiped out several times!
Its insulting nature was no less than making a peacock dance gesture at someone from the Land of Kimchi.
After riling him up, the Masked Person changed the subject:
"Have you found Its location?"
The High Priest replied with a gloomy expression, "No.
Although It was summoned by someone from our cult in the past, and we excavated the 【Fallen Blood】 in this area, and even sensed Its presence, we can't find the location of the Seal at all.
But it doesn't seem to be sealed in an Alternate Dimension, as we can't find any traces of spatial fluctuations.
It's as if… as if it's in another Time Node. How on earth did the Alliance manage that?"
Speaking of which, he shook his head, his eyes filled with confusion.
The Masked Person discreetly glanced at a white figure in the corner that no one else had noticed, flicked his fingernails, and said calmly:
"That's how it should be. Otherwise, why would they let demonic beasts use the Abandoned Urban Area as a buffer zone? It seems the key to unsealing it still lies in that High Tower. Only when the brilliance of the stars dims will the darkness emerge."
The High Priest interrupted him with an ugly expression, "Are you kidding me? That High Tower has stood for far too long, and who knows how many things are buried beneath it… The only time it ever moved was decades ago when its position was shifted once.
With our strength alone, it's impossible to shatter it."
The Masked Person said with a grin, "Dimming the starlight doesn't only require destructive methods.
As for how to do it, that's the Faceless Brotherhood's business. We won't break our contract!"
Hearing these grand words, the High Priest wasn't moved.
Instead, he frowned and asked:
"What is your ultimate goal!?"
His goal was to liberate this Evil God Servitor that was infinitely close to a 【Superior Being】, and by sacrificing Great Abyss City, have it advance into a true Superior Being and gain its power.
So what was the other party's goal?
The agreement stated they were to take something other than this Servitor.
What secret was hidden here!
"My dear brother, what are you talking about!" The Masked Person gave him a surprised look and said in a pious, matter-of-fact tone, "Of course, it is to strive for the liberation of the Servitor of the Great Existence we serve!"
Who's this 'we' you're talking about!
Doesn't your Faceless Brotherhood believe in the 【Faceless God】, also known as the 【Lord of Endless Feasts】 and the 【Great God of Desire】?
Why are you suddenly adopting a new patron god?
Get lost, and don't try to associate with us!
A vein popped on the old man's forehead as he fought the urge to curse him out.
The Faceless Brotherhood believes that all beings are formless and all things are shapeless.
Appearances are but skin-deep shells. All matter is but one of the hundred forms of the original Chaos.
All things in the world are brothers and sisters. They love everything in the world and yearn to return to the primordial Chaos, where all things merge into one.
Aside from the Faceless God, they do not reject the worship of other deities. It's just that their attitude is…
Acknowledge them as a patron when they're useful, and discard them when they're not.
Other cults were often infiltrated by these backstabbers, who would stir up all sorts of trouble!
Wherever there was something interesting happening, they would be there. They would even proactively help the enemy, causing many cults to suffer huge losses.
They were utterly infamous!
This kind of action, done purely for pleasure, was more terrifying than purposeful evil!
Neither the cults nor the officials wanted to run into them, especially since they were skilled in the Transformation Art. They could turn into any person close to you without being recognized, and would toy with and deceive you until you completely broke down and went mad.
Faceless is a thousand faces, All things are one!
The person before him was one of the core members of the Brotherhood.
This time, he had no choice.
He needed someone to hold back the Great Abyss City Alliance and the Beast Taming Association, which was why he chose to bargain with the tiger. Otherwise, he really didn't want to see these lunatics.
They were both old foxes, so it all came down to who was the more cunning schemer.
After discussing the subsequent plans, the Masked Person transformed into darkness and left.
The High Priest didn't fully trust them either. After all, it was very likely he was also just part of the fun for these bastards, so he still had to rely on himself to search.
But just thinking about this, his expression turned ferocious, and he ground out through clenched teeth:
"If all the 【Fallen Blood】 I painstakingly collected and purified hadn't been stolen, causing me to lose my searching medium, I never would have let these guys join in! Now I can only use Shadow Touch to investigate bit by bit! Damn it! If I find out which bastard did this, I'll definitely flay him and pull out his tendons…"
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Achoo!
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Far away, Little Mouse couldn't help but sneeze. He rubbed his little nose with his paws, feeling like someone was thinking about him.
Could it be his little bed? His little sofa?
Or did he catch a cold from the wind after his soul left his body?
Whatever, he couldn't be bothered to think about it. Right now, Little Mouse had to follow this human to do something big…
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