Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Shaer didn’t even need to look at the giant screen on that side to know what had happened.

To her, Celene’s dazzling appearance was less worthy of her appreciation than Draculus’s embarrassment that could make William laugh out loud.

So her eyes were fixed on the two exchanging words in front of the Magic Tower, one was an admirer, the other was a person with intent.

Hill was quite curious about what Celene really wanted to do... After all, her moonlight had risen on Aislin.

It seemed that the rose-colored radiance and the silver-blue moonlight were directly confronting each other, and the Dawn Believer standing before the rose-colored radiance didn’t look too happy, as if a helper for Aislin had arrived.

Aislin’s expression kept switching... Although the soul within her, Glaysia, certainly wouldn’t mistake the moonlight, Aislin herself lacked the ability to recognize it, which left her a bit bewildered.

Hill reckoned those panicked, sorrowful, and desperate expressions were all her controlling that face.

And the other Goddess of the Silvermoon could certainly recognize that this power was definitely not from Glaysia... No matter how polluted, what Glaysia used was her Origin Power, she wouldn’t mistake that.

Thus, her expression was sometimes fierce, sometimes hung with a touch of hope... Probably thinking a Moon Goddess from another world was here to vie for her moon.

But she knew well enough that her moon wasn’t quite normal.

If the pure Goddess of the Silvermoon intended to seize this moon, she might instead be polluted by the Dual Core Moon, even allowing her to absorb the opposing Divine Power to turn the tables and become the master again.

Of course, the hope was very slim, but not impossible.

Besides, even if she was doomed no matter what, this outsider Moon Goddess would only be the next her... For someone with shallow knowledge and obvious greed, the likelihood that the other wouldn’t covet her moon and discard it like an old shoe was basically nonexistent.

Anyway, if it were her, seeing a moon from another world that’s flawed, the master seemingly on the brink of extinction like a fire about to extinguish, she definitely wouldn’t pass it up.

Only the soul of Glaysia had expressions filled with madness... As long as she could move, she would frantically flee.

It seemed the Princess of Hell had a deep impression of Celene.

Hmm... Does she want to become hell’s moon that much, perhaps because she wishes to be as remarkable as Celene, dazzling to all, fleeing by gods, and retreating by demons?

”Hmm?” Shaer next to Hill uttered a surprised nasal sound.

Hill glanced at the giant screen... It seemed Glaysia had already sensed Celene’s erupting energy.

Even though Lansendel’s Rose Radiance had been burning for a while, she hadn’t shown any fear, yet upon sensing Celene’s moonlight, Glaysia couldn’t continue to wrestle with Rommel over that ’willingness’.

Just a moment ago, she was bitterly persuading Rommel to give up unnecessary pride, laying herself as low as possible, yet suddenly her expression shifted: ”But, dear Rommel, my time doesn’t allow me to continue negotiating with you!

So, although this will sadden you, you will understand later that all this was for our good!

Momentary pain exchanged for eternal joy, you will be grateful to me in the future.

Let’s... leave this world together!”

”You, what do you want to do?” Rommel’s panic-stricken eyes filled with plea as they turned to the giant screen.

Hill’s mouth corner twitched a bit reluctantly.

However, the sudden explosion sound from four directions of Sia Tower prevented him from sitting still.

Fengo atop the Black Tower had already taken to the sky and was commanding a swarm of mages flying out from the White Tower and Black Tower towards places experiencing unrest... judging by his calm demeanor, Sia Tower’s leaders had long prepared for this rebellion.

On the contrary, on the Tower of Dark Enigma side, aside from noticeable explosion sounds from Ruth’s Main Tower and Kamente Tower territory, other areas remained relatively peaceful.

At Ruth’s place, it should be someone causing chaos in the trading hall, while as for Kamente Tower, anything happening there was normal... That guy from Kamente Tower never cared about which faction within Sia Tower his subordinates came from.

As long as they had a name, anyone could be handed over to him.

He didn’t even know whose people his subordinates were.

If it weren’t for Rommel catching Glaysia’s eye, it would be impossible for him to comfortably curl up in his Main Tower enjoying the show... His subordinates would have long been fragmented, each having their own future, how could they possibly stick around to build such a troublesome Main Tower for him.

Yet, regardless of how many rebels were among them, before they could openly rebel, they had to diligently serve the fair-faced youngster favored by the highest ruler of Sia Tower.

Presumably, Kamente Tower spent the misfortunes of his earlier years, only to encounter such an amusing good fortune today.

Hill glanced towards Ruth’s Main Tower... Although he trusted Russell quite a bit, he wouldn’t let Russell face these small disasters alone just because he felt assured.

True, he let Russell face his destiny head-on, but it didn’t mean he wouldn’t pull his student out of the mire of fate when destiny was too active, putting Russell’s life at risk.

In other words, his gaze still followed Russell.

Luckily, the kid knew well and would never involve himself in the hustle as a low-rank mage amid the chaos ignited at Ruth’s Main Tower, instead slipping out amid the commotion as mages in the trading hall laughed aloud, freely set fires, and haphazardly tossed bombs.

Russell decisively found a small rest room of only a dozen square meters... no window, just a small door, obviously for those low-rank mage employees... slipped inside, and took out the metal plate in his hand, layering and thickening the room, even leaving no door untouched.

Then he pulled out several magic circle disks, first activating two layers of concealing magic arrays, then overlaying several layers of defensive magic arrays, letting out a deep breath, and settled down on the small sofa to obediently read his book.

Although Hill didn’t want to admit it... this was indeed a student he taught, quite in his style.

When Hill first started out, he was just like this... Of course, he might add a bit of food and drink.

Hill first reassured the slightly panicked Carpenter: ”Russell is very safe.

Even if the trading hall collapses, he will be fine.

At worst, I’ll dig him out later, no need to worry.

I need to beat someone up first; if I wait any longer, it’ll be too late.”

Then he gave a slight smile to Shaer, who had been sitting with an interesting expression all along: ”Lady Shaer, please forgive my temporary absence.”

Shaer chuckled: ”Go do what you want to do~ It’s rare that you want to handle things yourself.”

Hill’s fingers moved slightly, tearing the space in front of him, and he appeared directly at the place of the diligent mosquito puppet that had served as a camera for so long.

His puppets mostly have a positioning function... As long as Hill is willing to expose his legendary power far beyond that of a Ninth Ring Mage, he naturally can appear in any area where these puppets are located.

He actually wanted to continue watching the look of panic and pleading on Draculus’ face, but remembering that it was recorded and could be replayed at any time, it became more important to beat up Glaysia.

”Gilbert?” Glaysia naturally wouldn’t fail to notice such an obvious legendary-level space rip, ”Who are you exactly?

Indeed, there’s truly an issue!

Damn... that useless Aislin!”

Fengo, floating in the air, had also realized something was wrong and was effortfully flying in this direction.

”Ha~ Though it would be a bit more fitting for you to face the punishment of moonlight, watching you get beaten up makes me still want to handle it personally!

Really, could anyone be more annoying than you?” Hill smiled mildly.

Glaysia’s face changed rapidly: ”No matter who you are! Dare to humiliate me like this, I’ll skin you alive!”

”Oh, you better mean it~” Hill sneered, ”If you can’t do it, don’t bother returning to Hell!

How about it? Does the pact stand?”

”Buzz off!” Glaysia roared furiously.

Several streaks of blood appeared on her bright and beautiful face. Two twisted horns emerged on her head, and her body grew rapidly... The originally well-fitting long dress barely hung on her body.

Even after transforming into this form, Glaysia carefully instructed Rommel: ”Dear Rommel, do stay a while in the Magic Tower, and once I kill this bastard, I’ll take you back to Hell.

Heh~

Rest assured, I absolutely won’t leave you alone in this cold world!”

Hill smiled slightly: ”Oh~ you’re so ugly, why have such beautiful thoughts?”

Rommel’s face changed swiftly, and he quickly closed the door... he had his own plans, unwilling to witness Glaysia’s changing face.

If later on, people say he’d be moved by Glaysia’s sincerity, it would be a joke.

This Succubus Queen is clearly just ill, not truly stupid.

”Damn it!” Glaysia roared in rage, ”I will definitely kill you!”

She lifted her furious hands high.

Fengo, who had been flying fast towards this place, suddenly took a wide loop and turned straight back above the Black Tower.

In the sky above Sia Tower, a myriad of colorful lights shimmered... In that vast space from Sia Town to Sia Tower, countless beams of the light of desire flew towards Glaysia, forming a vortex above her head.

Knowing that she was fortifying herself, Hill did not move.

Although those desires won’t affect his soul and spirit as long as he’s mentally prepared... The Magic Book, though incomplete, still had strong power for purification and protection.

Glaysia’s power of desire wouldn’t affect him at all.

But Hill didn’t want to step into those beams of desire, finding them filthy.

Glaysia’s so-called manipulation of desires is mainly stirred up through lust.

Besides, is one afraid of getting hit by her?

Hill pressed his fingers lightly, smiling as he watched the vortex gradually disappear, the look of smug satisfaction on Glaysia’s face... she clearly deserved a beating.