Elliot jolted in alarm.
The [Worms] were still in Moonheart?!
This... so that was it. No wonder he had never seen any sign of them up above.
But why had they not come up?
Thinking about it carefully, these [Worms] had never seemed interested in the moon. Even when the [Casting Forge] and [Primordial Blood] up above were fighting to the death, they had never gone up.
Had they come to fight over [Honey] too?
That seemed to be the case, but on closer thought, it felt strange.
If their target was [Honey], why had they insisted on trying to kill Elsa instead of fighting for all the [Honey] in Moonheart?
If they had only absorbed [Honey], Elliot would not have bothered with them at all. He would only have thought about how to get Elsa out.
From the start, he had never held out much hope of gaining the Authority over [Honey]. He had only wanted to bring his believers or friends out safely.
So what was their purpose? And just what was happening in Moonheart now?
After all, the number of Elsa's corpses spewed out now had very likely already exceeded the original total in Moonheart, yet the rift was still spewing them out nonstop.
Elliot's gaze settled on the rift, growing steadily deeper.
After deliberating for a long time, he slowly shook his head.
The most important thing now was to get the Expedition Army out. He should not provoke these troublesome creatures.
"Elsa... come here and take my place."
The Great Being gave up his position. Elsa pointed at herself in surprise, only to see him nod in jerky motions.
Elsa hesitated, but braced herself and stepped over.
She was the Esoteric Cult's nominal Cult Leader. She enjoyed people's reverent gazes, so these were the responsibilities