"Get up!" Chu Zhou said calmly.
The next moment, the God of Red Moon, who had been lying in the crystal coffin for countless years, suddenly opened his two blood-colored eyes.
A curved blood moon floated in the depths of those two blood-colored eyes.
Boom—
The God of Red Moon stood up and was about three meters tall. After spreading his blood wings, he was 10 meters tall.
It had a bat-like head, a beast-like body, and a strong and red body. It was intimidating.
His figure flashed and appeared beside Chu Zhou. Just like Chu Zhou's most loyal guard, a tsunami-like aura emanated from his body.
Under the impact of that terrifying aura, this space continuously collapsed and expanded.
"It's too easy to associate the God of Red Moon with the Crimson Moon Church… From now on, you'll be called Red God!"
Chu Zhou smiled and changed the God of Red Moon's name.
