The energy tides from the Netherworld converged through its countless rifts, forming that black moon. Its twisted power radiated out, contaminating every corner of the Contaminated Zone.
Countless lesser servants were affected and driven to absorb the energy by instinct, hoping to complete their evolution.
Advanced Servant Creatures like Man-faced Spiders, however, consciously learned how to harness the Great Demon's blessings.
They did so by building "nests"—using Esoteric Cult rituals and special materials to construct altars, thereby increasing their chances of successfully evolving.
The Chief Priest of the Man-faced Spider clan was deeply perplexed. They occupied twenty percent of the ecosystem in the Contaminated Zone, which stretched nearly a thousand kilometers deep.
At least forty percent of the energy tides released by the Black Moon were intercepted and channeled into nests built by the Man-faced Spider clan.
"Most of our elite have failed. The success rate for nest-borne evolution is usually around sixty percent. This shouldn't be happening."
The Chief Priest, slithering along the ground, gritted its teeth. The frontline of the Hengzhou New Star Governor's Mansion continued to advance, and as the first line of resistance, the Man-faced Spider clan was under immense pressure.
It had gone to great lengths to secure a "blessing" of forty percent of the Black Moon Tide's energy through countless sacrifices.
All so the clan's elites could attempt to evolve and grow stronger.
"Who's behind this?"
The Chief Priest knelt and prayed, linking its Mental Strength to that enormous golden, slit-pupil eye. Its mind, at the Seated Forgetting level, felt utterly insignificant.
Rumble!
The Great Demon's will seemed almost tangible, as heavy as a towering mountain tens of thousands of meters high. It crushed the Chief Priest's "frail" Mental Strength.
Crack, crack...
The Chief Priest's entire withered body seemed ready to shatter.
For a