Moreover, the Primordial Blood before them was no longer that mindless monster. The [Blood Lord] had descended into it. He had already killed Maeve, so how could He let the two of them go?
His enormous body slowly writhed. If they did not leave now, they might not be able to leave at all.
The two left with grim faces, swimming into the distance.
But suddenly, both froze. They exchanged looks of disbelief, then slowly turned around together.
Maeve, who had been crushed into Meat Paste, had actually begun to squirm again.
"That's impossible." Victoria's eyes widened as she muttered to herself, "There's no Blood Moon here now. How could she possibly resurrect?"
Lillian, however, seemed to think of something. Realization dawned as she lowered her gaze to the seabed beneath her feet and said softly:
"Victoria, do you think what's beneath our feet could be the Blood Moon?"
Victoria froze. She had always treated this place as the seabed, forgetting that they were standing on the moon!
So that was it? Was this... was this also part of the Great Being's plan?
But a moment later, she frowned again. "That's not right. If I remember correctly, according to the cycle of lunar phases, the Blood Moon should still be several days away. It should still be a crescent!"
Standing on the moon, the two naturally could not tell whether it was a Blood Moon. What they did not know was that the lunar phase had already been fixed as a Blood Moon for a long time.
Lillian paid no heed to all that. She grew excited. "Maeve isn't dead... that means we still have another chance!"
She turned to Victoria. "Forget whether it's a Blood Moon or not. Help me now! We can't lose this time!!"
Victoria's expression grew