"..."
"Ahhh..."
Moss looked up at the sky. Receiving no response, all she heard was the monsters' incessant snarls.
"As expected..."
She lowered her head and sighed. How could there be such a cheap deal in this world?
After all, she had already used the reward. There was no reason to go back on it.
Still, Moss was only complaining. She did not truly want to renege.
She believed she could keep her promises.
Moss raised her head and looked at the mass of "rotten flesh" writhing on the ground and letting out strange howls.
A look of disgust and wariness involuntarily appeared on her face.
This monster, known as Blood Devour, possessed terrifying regenerative abilities, as well as the characteristic of divine energy weakening.
For ordinary humans, it was extremely difficult to kill—practically a natural enemy.
Unfortunately, the memories Radmia had given her contained very little information about Blood Devour.
At present, Moss only knew that it was a kin of an Alien God. She did not even know the god's name.
Unknown enemies were always the most frightening.
Faced with this situation, Moss could not help feeling troubled. That was why she wanted to obtain more information from this Blood Devour.
"So... you really aren't Aster after all. Just what kind of monster are you? An unknown kin of an Alien God..."
"Ahhh—"
The monster, already reduced to a lump of rotten flesh, naturally could not speak or answer Moss's questions. It could only let out wave after wave of wails.
It continued to multiply, as if trying to restore itself into some former shape.
Moss frowned slightly and said flatly:
"Not answering? Looks like I won't be able to collect any new information... What a pity."
She could not let it continue multiplying like this.
She had