My Descendants Are My Power

Chapter 293 How could this be? How?!

"Stop, please! Don't... don't come any closer!"

On that night, under the torn crimson sky, every Psychic in Cloudview County heard the Moon God's pleas.

They all watched as the Blackwood clan's strength dwindled, their life force fading with each passing second under the blood moon.

The torn red curtain of the night expanded!

Until, at the very edge of the shattered ice, the Primordial Blood Tree appeared in its true form.

The Blackwood clan members collapsed, utterly spent.

The gigantic Blackwood Forebearer Psychic Position crumbled, vanishing into thin air.

The awe-inspiring spear and the mysterious black mist figure were gone.

And so was Moon God Christine's aura!

The Blackwood clan lay on the ground, gazing at their Psychic Positions, which were once again whole and glowing faintly.

Smiles spread across their faces.

"The Forebearer blesses us!"

The crimson moon faded.

Lester, locked in battle with Owen, paled.

He could sense it – the Moon God had burned her nascent soul and life force!

Now, her aura was gone, vanished along with the black mist figure that had pushed itself beyond its limits.

"How could this be? How?!"

Disbelief flickered across Lester's numb face.

They had been through countless battles, had expected this to be an easy slaughter of weaklings.

Even when they encountered Owen and Bill Daoist, they hadn't felt a shred of urgency.

Never had he imagined that the Moon God would meet her end in Cloudview County!

As Owen attacked again, a flicker of resentment crossed Lester's eyes.

"Ever-victorious general of the Emerald Empire," he said, his voice heavy, "you are indeed formidable. I look forward to our next encounter."

"Next encounter? Let's settle this now!" Owen roared.

He sensed the Moon God's demise, the Blackwood ancestor's sacrifice.

He understood that the Blackwood ancestor, their trump card, had perished alongside the Moon God.

If the Blackwood ancestor had such resolve, how could he, a general of the empire, shy away from a fight to the death with Lester?

But Lester merely shook his head, ignoring Owen.

"Shane," he muttered, "this is no place for further conflict. We must leave before something else happens. Take me with you."

"You're not going anywhere!" Owen bellowed, his rule-infused power surging.

Golden spikes materialized in the air around them.

In the distance, Shane, still battling Bill Daoist within his nascent soul realm, sighed.

"It seems this is the only way. A pity it will cost me a century of cultivation."

As his words faded, countless souls emerged from his body, swirling around him.

These otherworldly souls, a maelstrom of black mist, spread outwards!

For a fleeting moment, every soul in Cloudview County felt a disorienting ripple.

Even Owen froze.

But in the blink of an eye, it was over.

When Owen recovered, all that remained was Lester's formation, holding him back!

Lester and Shane's auras were already far away, speeding towards Endless Forest!

Another aura appeared beside Owen – Bill Daoist.

He only reached Owen's ribs, his face pale from his injuries.

The two of them, one tall and one short, stared towards Endless Forest, their expressions grave. Discover hidden tales at m,v l'e-NovelBin.net

Only they knew the true extent of Lester and Shane's power.

"You are the general from the empire? Do you know anything about them? I've never suffered such a loss in all my years of cultivating psychic powers," Bill Daoist said, his face grim.

Even in his pride, he couldn't deny Shane's strength.

Owen shook his head, seemingly relieved.

"I know nothing about them. The Druids' lifespans far exceed ours. Since the founding of our dynasty, we've been in constant skirmishes with them. To be honest, this is only my second encounter with a Druid Basic Mastery expert. The last one was only at the early stage. The elders never mentioned Druid experts being this powerful.

I suspect... in all these millennia of conflict, the Druids have never revealed their true strength."

As they spoke, cheers erupted from the Azure Cloud Psychics below, but the two men remained heavy-hearted.

The Psychics began tending to the injured from Glory City, offering them healing pills.

One by one, the Blackwood clan members were helped to their feet.

"Thank you, General Owen. Thank you, Senior Bill."

Nathan, supported by Kenneth, was pale but managed a bow.

"If not for your assistance, Cloudview County would have faced a disaster today."

"Hahaha! You are too kind. You are Nathan Blackwood, I presume?" Owen asked, putting away his hammers.

He glanced at the Blackwood clan members, and upon seeing Nathan's nod, he said with admiration, "I've heard tales of your deeds. If only the empire had more people like you, we wouldn't have to fear the Druids!"

"If only the empire had more forces like the Azure Cloud Blackwoods and the other powers of Azure Cloud, we wouldn't have to worry about its decline!"

Bill Daoist puffed out his chest as if he had been the one to defeat Shane.

"Those Druids were nothing! I could have swatted them away like flies. If they hadn't run so fast, I would have left them no place to rest in peace!"

The Blackwood clan expressed their gratitude profusely.

Daniel and Jessica engaged Owen in conversation, their sincerity and the Blackwood clan's honesty evident in every word.

Justin, along with George and the fourth-generation descendants, surrounded Bill Daoist.

They showered him with compliments, and the color gradually returned to Bill Daoist's pale face, a smile tugging at his lips.

As they talked, they made their way towards the edge of Border town.

The remnants of Basic Mastery rule power still lingered at the edge of Endless Forest, a terrifying aura of light and shadow that seemed capable of tearing apart reality itself!

A hundred-meter-wide scar marred the landscape, all vegetation obliterated, as if Endless Forest itself had been wounded.

The scar ran deep, littered with shards of ice.

Soon, the Blackwood clan and the experts of Border town reached the end of the scar.

There, lying on the ground, was the figure of a woman.

Moon God Christine!

They approached, looking down at the once mighty being who had held their lives in her hands.

"Alas."

Owen, sensing the aura that had even given him pause, glanced at the impassive Blackwood clan.

"Don't grieve too much," he said. "Your ancestor sacrificed his life, but it was not in vain. His spirit will find peace knowing that he brought down a Druid Basic Mastery expert with him."

"Indeed." Bill Daoist nodded solemnly.

"I rarely admire others, but I must admit, your Blackwood ancestor deserves respect."