The entire vampire realm remained kneeling beneath the Blood Moon.
Not because anyone commanded them.
Not because GrandLord Dreath ordered it.
But because their instincts forced them to.
The pressure descending from the three trembling cocoons had become overwhelming now.
Absolute.
Ancient.
Every vampire present felt their bloodline trembling continuously inside their bodies as if responding toward something far above themselves.
Something they should revere naturally.
The crimson light flooding the heavens intensified further afterward.
Cornelia's cocoon glowed brighter.
Then brighter again.
Ivira's cocoon followed immediately afterward while countless blood mana streams spiraled endlessly around it like living rivers circling a sacred star.
Faith's cocoon pulsed next.
BOOOOOOM!!!
The heavens shook violently.
The surrounding races watching from distant borders immediately retreated farther instinctively afterward.
Even Kael no longer dared approach closer.
