The riders before them, hemmed in and pursued by [Loving Mother], had panicked and fled toward the Upper City. Fortunately, they seemed to realize their mistake and only fought the evil god along the outskirts of the Upper City. Most of the area consisted of warehouses, with no residents, so the damage was limited.
On the contrary, because they knew the roads here well, they evaded it more smoothly.
"He refused to come with us?" Kyle asked with a frown.
"No, he refused to retreat. He said he had a way."
"Huh?" Kyle froze. "What... what way could he possibly have to deal with [Loving Mother]? The Harbor Guard?"
"No, I don't think so." Granny shook her head. "I think he may be considering a sacrifice."
Kyle fell silent.
He was a Faithguard Army soldier who had taken part in the Deep Sea War, so his first instinct was to consider using force to deal with monsters.
But on further thought, sacrifice might be the best option—[Loving Mother] had grown to a point where it was nearly impossible to resist. The Prince could use the Harbor Guard to draw Its attention, but how long could they keep that up?
Horses had limits to their stamina, and that limit was not far off now.
"If it comes to sacrifice, how many would it take?"
"If they're ordinary people, the number would be terrifying. If they're Transcendents..." Granny hesitated. "At least two, perhaps?"
There had never been any record of [Loving Mother] growing to such a degree. Granny could only estimate based on her years of experience dealing with Transcendents.
"Gathering that many ordinary people for sacrifice is basically impossible. But if they're Transcendents, we might be able to scrape together enough."
Before coming to Blood Port, Kyle had seen the files.