So elents were imdiately noticed, just needing confirmation.
Indeed, it was not wrong; that special scent was tied to the special flowers in mory.
Although the number couldn’t compare to the Full Moon Garden, both the shape and the appearance were so consistent.
Even each petal reflected the light like a mirror, forming a flowing galaxy once again.
That’s right, the Dark Night still existed, but perhaps due to the Witch’s shared experience, in the image ’seen’ now, a deep blue full moon hung high in the night sky overhead, its light spilling down.
And although the color tone differed slightly from that of the Full Moon Garden, so things inevitably connected at once.
So, in that initial task, did it seem like there was far more than one moon’s figure?
Fu Qian sighed in his heart at that mont.
As ntioned earlier, in the first task of his career, the old man he first consulted reminded him to feel the warm moonlight from a silver-white moon.
And after various verifications over ti, including referencing the reminiscences of the Progenitor of the Blood Clan, it was almost certain that it symbolized the earliest Moon God.
Then synchronizing to the Bookstore World, the Red Moon sensed him right away and directly drove the Blood Clan’s tool to search for him at all costs, so it’s hard to rule out that as the current moon’s symbol, the Red Moon might have noticed him at that initial mont.
And now it proves that the flowers in the Full Moon Garden seem to have a connection with the once Dark Moon.
Though at a glance, it’s almost certain this is not the Full Moon Garden he visited, yet combined with the Witch’s affirmation, it’s confird that this is the garden of the ’Dark Moon.’
Observing up to now, Fu Qian still maintains his earlier view that relative to the ’Bone Burial Ground,’ this place more resembles a quietly hidden sanctuary.
Only the creator seed to lack the opportunity, at the end of all things, to silently enjoy the blooming flowers from a lounge chair.
But in any case, it’s hard to imagine the Dark Moon importing certain plants into this world because of re fondness by traversing through ti and space.
A more reasonable thought is that these brilliant flowers appeared in the Full Moon Garden because of His presence.
As for the remaining Progenitor of the Blood Clan on the moon, though lacking clear evidence, that unruly Werewolf brother and the unscrupulous Scythe old man, it feels like Annalise may not be entirely dissociated.
...
So the true aning of the Full Moon Garden is a garden full of moons?
Though rely a guess, Fu Qian montarily felt the profound depth of language.
"What’s wrong?"
And just as expected of the Witch, while quietly watching the scene before them, she noticed Fu Qian’s peculiarity.
"It should indeed be your ’mother,’ I’ve seen this kind of flower."
Fu Qian did not conceal, honestly revealing.
"...I haven’t seen it."
And it seed this sowhat surprised the Witch, and the next mont she shook her head, indicating that as the rightful heir of the Dark Moon, she had never heard of it.
"This place seems to be rely a resting site, matching the earlier feeling that the power of protection is not strong, excelling in concealnt."
And the conclusion she reached next clearly matched Fu Qian’s judgnt.
Moreover, although this discovery seed to fade slightly in value without anything significant,
it was evident that the excessive humanity reflected therein still had quite an impact on the Witch.
"Indeed, although a bit plain, I quite like this setup."
Fu Qian instantly agreed, even plopping down on a nearby chaise lounge.
Besides, one primary objective of this trip had actually already been achieved—
The reason for this exploration of nightmares was fundantally the suspicion concerning the identity of the Dark Moon.
Although they didn’t find remains or more direct evidence, this garden alone seed to strongly prove the definite connection between the Dark Moon and that world.
Was one of the King Slayers really Him?
"I once delved into the reminiscences of Annalise, the Blood Clan’s Progenitor, appointed by her worshiped Moon God as a reincarnation.
"And the confusion and perplexity she thus generated were permanently sealed in there."
At the sa ti, discussing the aspect of humanity undoubtedly sparked associations.
Fu Qian imdiately shared his exploration experience with Selana.
"It indeed seems similar; I hadn’t thought I would see such a side before."
What Fu Qian wanted to convey was clearly understood by the Witch, nodding slightly in agreent, she too leaned her body halfway.
"Does your ’mother’ seem sowhat overly humanized?"
The chaise lounge was quite large, and Fu Qian naturally didn’t mind, just bringing to light what was on the Witch’s mind.
If Annalise were taken as an example, it seed easy to compare and draw a similar conclusion that perhaps the reason for such an arrangent by the Dark Moon was because His initial form embodied strong human and societal attributes rather than being a born Superior Being.
But thus the question arises, the image of the Witch Fu Qian initially encountered in the World Within the Painting, she had no doubt it was her original form.
A human ’mother’ giving rise to such a Creation seems peculiarly strange.
"Indeed, it always feels like there are so hidden secrets needing clarity in there."
Not limited to ntal sensations, the Witch’s core consideration was undoubtedly grounded in interest.
As a Superior Being, so personally relevant doubts were never to be taken lightly.
"I agree, and henceforth, the importance of the passage I traverse seems to increase once again."
Nodding, Fu Qian naturally referred to the Nightmare Corridor.
"When I return this ti, I’ll try to talk more with old friends."
"Don’t rush too much; you still have more pressing matters at hand now."
Pointing at Fu Qian, the Witch reminded him not to forget that the core of this trip was to resolve the problem of his Inspiration loss.
"Oh? Is there an urgent thod?"
Fu Qian’s keen sense quickly kicked in, his brows furrowing montarily with curiosity.
...
Even the response of the Temple Knight montarily puzzled the Witch.
It was clear that although she typically achieved remarkable results, drawing such a conclusion from the previous conversation still sowhat exceeded expectations.
"That moon...it isn’t ."
But it was just for that mont, and soon enough, she showed no intention of evasion, pointing upwards.
Quiet and full, that ever-familiar Dark Moon surrounding Fu Qian lacked the presence of any Star.
It seed sowhat abrupt, and like before with the Guardian Angel, it was easy to lose sensory perception of its size and distance.
"Neither does it belong to this place, but it was projected from a distant dinsion because of my presence."
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