The instant he connected, everyone raised their heads.
Nothing seemed to have changed, yet something seemed different.
People looked at one another in bewilderment, but the steel warships had already begun to cheer, as though Elliot were an old friend.
A little farther away, the Dream Creatures all raised their heads.
Their cold gazes gradually grew fervent, and their swaying tentacles grew more restless.
It was as though guarding the Abode was something that excited them beyond measure.
In the Deep Sea, the Communion's believers knelt in silent prayer. Phoenix looked up and could not help sighing:
"The Human Expedition Army's last stop. I never thought I'd be fortunate enough to witness this. Dying this time won't have been for nothing."
"You think you're going to die?"
Phoenix turned at her words. Victoria was watching him coldly.
"Of course I'll die. That's [Primordial Blood]. No one can stop it. Ever since the Mythological Era ended, Great Beings have been unable to descend into the world. That's an iron law. Even in this Sea of the Moon, they can only use [Vessels] as a workaround."
"Here in the Sea of the Moon, never mind losing-[Primordial Blood] doesn't even have an opponent."
Victoria glanced at him. "But the [Blood Lord] controlling it still ran away. Even if he hadn't, he couldn't have taken [Honey]."
Phoenix choked.
Only after a moment did he speak. "That... that's mainly because of the [Worms]! Those damned monsters were what forced the [Blood Lord] away!"
After saying that, he wilted again.
Although he was not afraid of being killed by [Primordial Blood], if the [Worms] set their sights on him...
Phoenix shuddered.
"The battle's begun," Victoria said softly.
Phoenix froze, then looked up.
Through the seawater above, already somewhat murky, densely packed steel bodies were faintly visible.