The next moment, the leader of the Blood Moon was knocked out by Felix.
"The previous leader of the Blood Moon was also a Monarch Level powerhouse who was eradicated by the Saint of the Sun Church a few years ago, and their current leader is absurdly weak."
Felix spoke seriously, with disdain and calmness in his expression.
"If it weren't for the Blood Moon's severe decline, they likely wouldn't have taken the risk of trying to use a ritual that sacrifices an entire city in exchange for a powerful favored clan."
However, Moter was well aware that even such a Monarch Level terrifying monster would still be less fearsome than Uncle Felix himself.
The actions of the Blood Moon were nothing short of courting self-destruction; they were accelerating the process of the entire cult's demise.
He confirmed that the blood-red mist had dissipated, so he took a shallow breath, slowly rose to his feet, and gently shook his head.
"Thank you for saving me, Uncle Felix."