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Chapter 229 Moon God and Misunderstanding



Chapter 229 Moon God and Misunderstanding

"Look, what is that over there?"

"Sunlight? Plants? Am I not awake yet?"

"Mom, look, it's a miracle..."

"Oh God of the Moon..."

...

As the masters of this world, the Moon Rabbits in the distant Moonlit Lionheart Rabbit city walls had naturally noticed the large formation of witches. In fact, at this moment, numerous Moon Rabbits had already gathered on top of the city walls of Lamia.

These Moon Rabbits had been attracted by the intense Magic Power fluctuations from afar, thinking that another terrifying calamity was about to descend, and they had prepared to reinforce the city's protective Array.

But once they were on the city walls, the miracle slowly approaching them from afar rendered all the Moon Rabbits speechless.

Indeed, 'miracle' was probably the only word that could describe the scene of a transformed world in the distance.

The dark clouds that had lingered for months since the world's demise were torn by dazzling sunlight, the barren earth due to the withering of plants regained vitality, the chaotic weather was corrected by an invisible mighty force, and their dead homeland was gradually returning...

Could such a miraculous scene be anything but a miracle described in mythological stories?

Although as a member of the Silver Species, the Moon Rabbits had never practiced deity worship in the past, considering themselves demigods.

Of course, there were mythological stories about the Goddess of the Moon in the culture of the Moon Rabbits.

It was said that the Moon Rabbit Race was a creation of the Goddess of the Moon. Feeling lonely on the cold moon, the Goddess sculpted the first Moon Rabbits from stones to serve as her pets.

Later, for unknown reasons, the great Goddess of the Moon left the moon, and it was then that the Moon Rabbits, freed from their master's bond, began to grow and flourish.

Of course, such myths were no longer believed by the Moon Rabbit Race, since they had already understood the origin of their species. They were a type of elemental creature like Slime.

If there were a Slime formed from Moon Magic Power that gained intelligence and took the shape of Rabbit People, that would probably be the most primitive form of the Moon Rabbits.

So, in a sense, the Moon Rabbits and those Elemental Elves were indeed distant relatives, and their race could also be called Moon Elves.

Therefore, who the so-called Goddess of the Moon was is self-evident—the creator of elemental creatures is the elements themselves. The so-called Moon God was actually the world spirit of the Moon Rabbits' mother planet.

However, clearly, not all Races could guard their mother worlds as the witches had.

The world of the Moon Rabbits had been destroyed long ago, destroyed by themselves.

Back when they had not yet ventured from their mother world, the various clans of Moon Rabbits had once erupted in a massive civil war over resources, a war that ended without a victor because the world was ruined, turning them all into homeless wanderers.

And to survive, the surviving Moon Rabbits after the war united to form what is now the nascent Moon Rabbit Clan.

The hive-type societal structure and the warfare habits pervasive nowadays among Moon Rabbits were also formed during that time—after all, as a post-apocalyptic nomadic species, they could only depend on such means to survive.

The hive-type societal structure was for centralized resource management, enhanced efficiency; the absolute loyalty to superiors was to prevent meaningless internal consumption during their nomadic process, and their warlike nature was because without fighting, they couldn't survive...

In the end, the original Moon God had died; the current Moon Rabbit Clan does not worship deities but only recognizes the queen. The reason the tales of the Moon God are still preserved is merely that they are part of their historical culture.

However, the scene unfolding before the Moon Rabbits now, which could only be described as a miraculous one, inevitably exposed vulnerable spots in their hearts tormented by the apocalypse, and many Moon Rabbits instantly thought of the myth of the Moon God.

Especially as the miracle gradually approached, when they clearly saw the "Goddess" at the forefront of the miracle, guiding everything.

She was a goddess with three heads and six arms, radiating divinity, with a cold and lonely black crescent moon hanging behind her. As she moved forward, the crescent, symbolizing the divine authority, was gradually transitioning towards a full moon.

If this wasn't the Moon God, what was it?

If the Moon Rabbits weren't in the midst of an apocalypse, they would probably just perceive this as a strong presence.

But regrettably, already lacking guidance and struggling in an apocalypse with no future in sight, their hearts were craving hope and salvation, just as a drowning person grabs at straws.

So, not knowing which Moon Rabbit shouted "Moon God" first, the title began to spread among the crowd. Many Moon Rabbits even devoutly fell to their knees, thanking the gracious deities for bestowing such redemption upon them.

When the queen was absent, and the two current managers of the Royal City, the High Priest and the Knight Commander, arrived at the city wall, they saw the crowd kneeling all over.

The expressions of the two managers turned somber as they exchanged glances, worry flickering in their eyes.

This was going to be a big deal.

Honestly, the situation of the Moon Rabbit Race wasn't optimistic. Although the former queen had appointed a successor, the new queen had limited experience, virtually parachuting into the position, inevitably lacking authority, making it hard to win people over, only surviving unchaotically due to the residual influence of the former queen.

Of course, this was not really a problem, as it was normal for sovereignty to change hands. All it would take was a little prowess and accomplishments from the new queen to settle the restless public.

But the problem was that the new queen, Her Majesty, had absolutely no tact at all; she was not a normal queen at all.

A normal Queen of the Moon was wise and a navigator who guided the clan forward, possessing the power to sense fate.

However, the new queen had not followed the legacy of wisdom; instead, she embarked on the path of the Brave. She was the Moonlit Lionheart Rabbit, the legendary greatest combat power of the Moon Rabbit legend.

If it was about leading troops in battle, this new queen was professionally matched, but managing the clan…

Forget it. The two of them had refrained from taking charge of the apocalyptic reconstruction work just to give the new queen a chance to showcase herself, hoping that she might inherit even a fraction of her mother's managerial skills.

But…

Sigh, just look at the atrocious planning and design outside; don't ask, it's just exhausting.

In any case, the High Priest and Knight Commander had now lost hope in the new queen's managerial capabilities. They felt they were better off handling things themselves and let the new queen make the best of her strengths, in warfare.

Well, since she wasn't adept at management, as long as the new queen could find a new Moon World for her people and conquer it, her position as queen would also be secure. That would be good enough.

Just now, with the new queen away, and this so-called Moon God showing up, this was an opportunity taken in her absence…

This was clearly a test of the Moon Rabbits' loyalty.

At that moment, worry filled the hearts of the two senior Moon Rabbit officials.

Their race couldn't afford internal strife.

Sigh, Her Majesty the Queen, just hoping that your prophecy proves true once more. The new king is the Savior you personally nurtured. I hope your choice back then was not wrong.

As loyal subjects and good sisters of the former king, the High Priest and Knight Commander could only pray so in their hearts.

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