'This brand came from the Fourth Year-God, and it was of a very high level. The Year-God aura contained within it was sufficiently dense.'
Gilan thought.
'As one of this world's original Old Gods, "Mr. Pearl" was inextricably connected to the Land of Gods, Mahaber... Perhaps that was precisely why it provoked such intense reactions from "Iridescence" and "Pilan."'
After pondering for a moment, he no longer restrained Iridescence's appetite and lifted his control over it.
Buzz!
At once, multicolored light bloomed from his palm, completely enveloping the scarlet crescent moon.
Yet the two actually began wrestling against each other.
As though provoked—or perhaps sensing a threat—the crescent moon burst forth with dazzling red light, attempting to resist the corruption of the multicolored radiance.
Buzz buzz buzz!!
Amid high-pitched, piercing noise, terrifying energy spilled outward as a mysterious magnetic field shook.
After several seconds of struggle, the blood moon brand ultimately could not withstand Iridescence's tyranny. Its red glow was gradually overwhelmed by the multicolored light, retreating step by step until it completely withered away.
Soon, the brand was corrupted and vanished.
A brand-new entry appeared on Gilan's panel:
"Old God Believer (Blood Moon Brand Bearer)."
"Hmm?"
Gilan could not help but freeze at the sight.
After corrupting and devouring the brand, how had he become an Old God Believer?
But Gilan quickly realized something.
'Could this... be a form of disguise by Iridescence? By doing this, it was trying to deceive some detection mechanism in the Land of Gods, Mahaber, allowing it to infiltrate using Mr. Pearl's aura and conveniently steal the Supreme Law?'
Yet Gilan still felt that things could not be so simple.
Otherwise, just as the Dream Lord had said, among the myriad secret histories, not a single one of the many Gilans and Clarks would