In Wu Heng's words...
When a new civilization was born in this world, the world would belong to a new race, to that new land of shady trees and blooming flowers.
Whether it was the Red Moon or the Blood Sea covering the land, whether it was the remnants of the previous civilization or the bloodthirsty strange creatures, all would hide deeper below, undiscovered by that fledgling civilization.
Even if some living beings did discover the strange creatures, they would treat them just as people did in the Real World where Su Bai lived: as bedtime stories, legends to frighten children.
The Red Moon never caused civilizations to collapse. Rather, it seemed that this world itself was unsuited to nurturing a civilization that could endure.
So when civilization collapsed and heaven and earth caved in, the boundless night and the blood-dripping Red Moon would appear once more. The Blood Sea would surge across the land again, and the frenzied races and strange creatures would gain their freedom, steeped once more in the light of the Red Moon.
The world would become hell, but its collapse would also stop at the very last moment, allowing the entire land to endure in a nightmarish form.
At such a time, the races born in the previous civilization suffered the most.
Like the Blood Clan and the Merfolk, they might possess powerful or unusual abilities, but their bodies, never before steeped in the Red Moon's light, were fragile. Almost the instant they came into contact with the Red Moon, their bodies would soak up the Red Moon's power like sponges. In no time at all, their once-normal bodies would be filled with it.
This power could strengthen their bodies and abilities, but among all the remnants, far too few could withstand it...
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