Joey soon got the answer he wanted, confirming his suspicions.
As the Goddess of Life, her advancement required vast quantities of blood offerings.
The first Goddess of Harvest, Demeter, had been born in the Calamity Era, an age of chaos.
On this continent, humans had been the most insignificant beings. Elves, dragons, and magical beasts held power, while humans were merely food to fill their bellies.
War and plunder had defined the Calamity Era. The earth was stained an indelible crimson, and the rivers ran with a bloody sweetness that never washed away.
The Goddess of Life had been born amid blood and fire. She brought fertile land, and people reverently called her the Goddess of Harvest.
Inside the magnificent Round Table Hall, Joey stroked his chin and murmured:
"In other words, everything that happened was in service to the Goddess of Life."
Whether the Color Out of Space or the Gate of the Abyss, both had contributed their power to the goddess's return.
There was still one thing Joey could not understand.
Why would a supreme Outer Deity willingly do all the work for someone else's benefit?
Although Sealed Artifacts also possessed high standing, they could never escape their fate as tools.
But the Color Out of Space was different. This was an Outer Deity from the stars. Only equals qualified to cooperate. Otherwise, one would not even have a seat at the table.
Wait.
The Defiler?
Wasn't that the perfect bait?
As the dark matter split off after the Ancient Sun God's death, the Defiler embodied every form of negative energy. Filth, corruption, deceit-the Defiler was darkness incarnate.
Then how could they lure the Defiler out?
Maimaiti and Yvon, as children of a god, were ideal catalysts.
It made sense. Everything finally fit together.
Joey let out a