Qin Ze remembered it clearly.
The appearance of the monster immediately triggered Earth Rumbling.
Then, with his Desolate God Bloodline activated after the Earth Rumbling, he shouted to stop it.
Monsters, Earth Rumbling, Desolate God Bloodline.
The three are closely related.
Thinking of this, Qin Ze opened the key chat group.
With such a commotion that night, and several group members all in the Northern Territory, there was no way they wouldn't have heard it.
Qin Ze scrolled up through the chat history.
Sure enough, it became a hot topic of discussion that night.
[ Passerby A: A blood moon hangs in the sky, the Northern Territory trembles—this is an ominous sign.]
[ Slacking on the Sidelines: How big is it? Let me see]
[ Fairies Don't Poop: I wasn't in Snow City, but I felt the earthquake too. What happened in the city?]
[ Passerby A: A criminal's hideout has been wiped out by some force; the scene was extremely gruesome.]
[ Slacking on the Sidelines: There might have been Advanced Martial Artist present at the time]
[ Fairies Don't Poop: Where's the Inspection Team?]
[ On the Slacking on the Sidelines: By the time those guys in gray coats arrive, it'll be too late.]
[ Scholar: Were they the ones who caused the blood moon?]
[ Slacking on the Sidelines: How would I know? We arrived right after the Inspection Team, but there was no one there anymore, only corpses.]
[ Scholar: This is the first time a blood moon has appeared Pan-Continent ]
[ Scholar: Some time ago I found an ancient book from another race on the Myriad Races Black Market. It contained a description of the Blood Moon.]
[ Scholar: The original text is: Blood moon hangs in the sky, the Dominator is resurrected, and all things in the world will face destruction.]
[The word "Slacking on the Sidelines" and " Dominator " remind me of my recent, miserable experience of venturing into the Abyss.]
[ Passerby A: Didn't Senior Yuan say before that only in a world on the verge of destruction can Dominator be born? You've got the order of these ancient texts wrong.]
[ Scholar: Perhaps]
After that, there was a long silence in the group.
An hour later, the Taoist finally spoke up.
[ Catch a Fox Spirit: I've arrived in the Northern Territory. There's something I need to investigate. Let's meet again in five days.]
[ Slacking on the Sidelines: Perfect timing, let's finish that bounty now]
[ On the Slacking on the Sidelines: One hundred million! The Maka Race is really rich]
[ Fairies Don't Poop: What kind of bounty is worth 100 million?]
[ On the Slacking on the Sidelines: A fugitive from the Maka Race has fled to Snow City, and they've offered a bounty of one hundred million.]
[ Fairies Don't Poop: Damn it! What did I miss again!]
[ Passerby A: Aren't you also in the Northern Territory? If we team up on this mission, our success rate will be much higher, and we can split the bounty.]
[ Fairies Don't Poop: I am indeed in the Northern Territory, but I'm still quite a distance from Snow City. Let's wait and see.]
[ On the Slacking on the Sidelines: What, does your company require new recruits to undergo rigorous training in those treacherous Northern Territory?]
[ Fairies Don't Poop: You're absolutely right]
[ Slacking on the Sidelines: How much is the salary? Why are you working so hard?]
[ Fairies Don't Poop: The benefits are pretty good. If you're interested, I can offer you a position as a servant eunuch.]
[ Slacking on the Sidelines: Not worthy of it]
The rest of the chat history contained nothing of value.
The Taoist never appeared again; he seemed genuinely busy.
Most of the time, it's the Fairy's just chatting aimlessly in the group, while the Dew Duo and the Scholar occasionally join in.
Little Deer asked a few questions about cultivation.
It seems she's about to break through to level two.
Qin Ze left the chat group and rubbed his temples.
The Scholar's words caught his attention.
The blood moon is very likely related to the World Overlord.
A few months ago, while Slacking on the Sidelines the Abyss of the abyss, he was being chased by the Moon Clan and accidentally stumbled into a world.
It was a destroyed, lifeless world.
The destruction was even more thorough than that of the Blue Flame Realm on Thousand Streams Island.
They were stuck in the Slacking on the Sidelines.
If it weren't for Brother Yuanzi's timely rescue, he probably would have died inside.
According to Slacking on the Sidelines's description, he Brother Yuanzi killed the World Overlord with a single sword strike.
Brother Yuanzi explained that the prerequisite for the emergence of World Overlord is the destruction of the world.
The Scholar's ancient books also say that the blood moon is a sign of the appearance of the World Overlord.
Although the Human Race world is currently beset by internal and external troubles, it is far from being on the Sidelines destruction.
So, what exactly happened with the blood moon that night?
Qin Ze frowned.
This information is a mess.
They are interconnected, but also contradictory.
It seems that some crucial information is missing.
"Woke up?"
Giant Overlord walked into the bedroom.
Qin Ze turned off the tap and pulled out a tissue to wipe his face.
How have you been these past few days?
The Giant Overlord replied, "The seas are calm."
" Thousand Faces went to the Inspection Team again yesterday, but they couldn't find anything about what happened that night."
" The Brother Devour and the Dharma King woke up the day before yesterday."
"He's lively and energetic, and hasn't suffered any lasting effects."
Qin Ze nodded.
It's good that you're alright.
If Brother Devour and the Dharma King send it.
That would be a huge loss.
"This is what I found in the ruins that night."
The Giant Overlord handed over a black object, about the size of a baby's fist and irregularly shaped.
Qin Ze held it in his hand; it felt icy cold to the touch.
He tried to infuse it with spiritual energy and blood, but the black stone did not react at all.
Immediately, Qin Ze put it in his mouth and took a bite.
It's very hard.
It's even harder than S-Rank Soul Orb.
After a moment's thought, Qin Ze tossed the black stone into the ring without eating it.
Who knows what it is?
What if it's the remains of that monster, and it gets resurrected after being devoured?
After eating something to fill his stomach, Qin Ze finally regained some color in his face.
He returned to his room and ate a few more Qi-Gathering Pill to replenish his depleted Qi and blood.
Immediately, he began to think about his next plan.
The Taoist said we would meet in five days, and three days have passed now.
Two days later, he will be able to return to his peak condition without any worries.
Qin Ze plans to stop using the Desolate God Bloodline in the future.
He had a premonition that the more frequently he used the Desolate God Bloodline, the more he would lose himself.
In the end, the Desolate God might actually possess another's body and be reborn.
Human Race currently has very limited knowledge regarding World Overlord.
Compared to other races like the Maka Race, the Human Race is still just a toddler learning to walk.
In addition, due to the information blockade imposed by the alien races, the Human Race knew very little.
After finishing his business with the Taoist, Qin Ze prepared to immediately set off for the Maka Race to see the Fifth Prince and try to extract some useful information from him.
As it approached nightfall, Qin Ze, having taken another nap, put on his coat and decided to go out for some fresh air.
With the Meditation Group working overtime to practice, he's finally not so weak anymore.
Pushing open the door, a biting cold wind mixed with snowflakes rushed towards him, but fortunately Qin Ze had already gotten used to it.
He looked up at the night sky, but the gray sky held no stars, nor did it have a blood moon.
The blood moon that night lasted for less than three hours and disappeared before dawn.
Qin Ze wrapped his clothes tighter around himself and headed towards the bar he'd been to before, ready to indulge in some high-end spending.
He hadn't gone far when he suddenly stopped.
Under the streetlight, a man lay in a pool of blood.
A pitch-black shadow was feasting on his chest.