Elliot suddenly understood something.
Perhaps the warning from his spirituality had not been directed at the eyes in the mirror that had met his gaze before withdrawing, but at this Lunar Surface.
He had felt uneasy ever since the Ritual. That unease had peaked when the eyes in the mirror met his, but afterward, he had assumed Spirit Vision was to blame and forcibly suppressed his spirituality's warning.
In truth, his spirituality had not been warning him about the eyes. It had been telling him not to set foot on this Lunar Surface.
The bubbles he had just breathed out rose straight up, struck the distorted monsters, and stopped.
They were packed together so densely that they formed something like a wall. Even bubbles could not pass through.
Elliot instinctively sucked in a cold breath, only then remembering that he was still underwater.
Cold, slimy seawater flooded his nose and flowed down his windpipe into his lungs, but he did not choke. For some reason, he could actually breathe in this water.
Elliot had no time to investigate. He turned to flee, but... where could he go?
His surroundings were empty, which did bear some resemblance to the Lunar Surface.
And there were far more than just a few monsters. They densely filled his entire overhead field of vision. Whichever direction he went, there were monsters above him!
Elliot fought back the urge to attack directly with [Spirituality Pressure]. He felt as though his heart was about to leap out of his throat.
"Stay calm, stay calm..."
"There are too many monsters. I can't get into a fight with them."
Elliot forced himself to calm down and made himself think.
"I can't disturb them. The less movement, the better."
He quietly activated [Concealment], then used [Mother of Concealment] to reduce