Fortunately, the Moon Beast had never fully appeared in the Sixth Epoch. Some time ago, when the Archbishop of the Misfortune Order ambushed Claire at the Lower Spring, he had tried to use a Relic to summon part of this thing, but failed at the time (Chapter 3259).
The power of all the evil creatures imprisoned in this inn was suppressed, so the "Moon Beast" here was certainly not in a complete state. Considering that the werewolf girl with the big tail did not seem like someone who would boast, Shade reached out to open the door.
"Miss Novare, do you understand the power of the Sun? The Sun's power is best at suppressing this kind of evil creature."
"You're in luck. I'm one of the few Bloodkin Witches who has studied the Sun Secret Art."
The door opened, but nothing was waiting behind it to attack them. When the candle in Shade's hand illuminated half the room, they did not see some enormous creature curled up in a corner, licking its wounds. Instead, they saw a shapeless, writhing mass of dark-silver Flesh floating in the center of the room.
The mass was roughly spherical, its color resembling tarnished silverware. Its surface was not smooth, but covered in ever-changing luminous blood vessels resembling the patterns of lunar phases.
As the Flesh writhed, its overall form shifted from a sphere into other shapes. Among the forms Shade observed was a humanoid shape curled into a ball, with a twisted and abnormal, indeterminate number of limbs;
a fleshy tumor conglomeration resembling a heart, from which silver, blood-like viscous fluid seeped;
and a horned young beast curled within a fetal membrane. Yet rather than seemed sacred, it gave Shade an instinctive feeling of nausea.
Only when the floating dark-silver Flesh transformed into a