Eldritch Horror Theatre

Fu Qian's suggestion was absolutely flawless. Serana nodded, raising no objections.

As they spoke, several people walked past, yet no one spared a glance at their horrifying appearances.

This essentially proved they were invisible to these people; they could go anywhere without obstruction.

With such an advantage, they naturally chose to strike directly at the enemy's heart.

Of course, out of respect for the Progenitor, when Serana arrived before the Church's grand doors, she earnestly smoothed out her clothes just like the passing believers.

"Their eyes look perfectly normal. Are you sure they're also part of the Blood Clan?"

Meanwhile, Fu Qian was curiously looking around.

"I don't know."

Serana clearly understood what he meant. Not a single person here had blood-red eyes, and their appearances were indistinguishable from ordinary humans. It was indeed puzzling.

She looked up at the exquisite patterns on the doors and muttered softly before eagerly stepping inside.

A large-scale event seemed to be underway inside the Church. Everyone had their heads bowed in dead silence, with only an ethereal melody echoing through the air.

Walking through such a scene, even a materialist like Fu Qian could almost feel the legendary power of faith.

"There's no Statue."

A moment later, Serana stared blankly ahead.

Fu Qian followed her gaze and saw a kindly old man in a black-and-red robe standing before the altar. Right above his head was the Sacred Emblem they had just seen outside.

However, as he looked around, there was indeed no sign of any Statue.

"Judging by the structure, we should head up from there."

Fu Qian pointed to a corner of the hall without another word.

"Yeah."

Serana instantly agreed and took the lead.

Heading up from that spot would lead straight to the ruined section of the building they had explored earlier.

No matter what, there had to be some trace of the Progenitor up there.

...

Locked?

But things rarely went as smoothly as expected.

After making their way to their destination as if entering an unpopulated realm, Serana, who was walking in front, found the seemingly familiar passage blocked by a tightly shut black-and-red door.

She gave it a gentle push; it was locked from the inside.

This was truly unexpected. Although they were in a special state—invisible to everyone else—they still couldn't casually walk through walls like legendary ghosts.

"Step aside."

Just as Serana was considering whether to force the door, Fu Qian gestured for her to make room.

She was a little doubtful at first, but upon seeing what Fu Qian held in his hand, she silently stepped aside.

Under her watchful gaze, Fu Qian easily picked the lock in mere seconds, opening the path ahead.

...

Serana seemed at a loss for words regarding her fellow investigator's versatility. Remaining utterly silent, she quietly pushed the door open just a crack.

Within this special space-time, their perceptions were so heavily suppressed they were practically no different from ordinary humans, meaning they couldn't sense what lay behind the door beforehand.

Once she confirmed the passage was empty, Serana gestured for Fu Qian and carefully pulled the door shut behind them.

The surroundings grew increasingly familiar. Structurally, they only needed to pass the corner ahead to reach the room with the Progenitor's Statue.

Serana was visibly cautious. Even though they theoretically couldn't be discovered, she still crept forward with utmost care.

A moment later, she peeked around the corner and froze.

Unsurprisingly, things had taken an unexpected turn.

Fu Qian shook his head and stepped up beside her, quickly spotting the reason—there was still no Statue.

Instead, there were two living people in the room.

One of them was standing, wearing a familiar black-and-red robe, appearing to be a Priest or some similar figure.

The other person was wearing a plain long dress and kneeling on the floor.

"Why is it like this..."

Facing disappointment after disappointment, Serana couldn't help but look back at Fu Qian, muttering to herself.

Fu Qian didn't answer immediately. Instead, he studied the kneeling figure, deep in thought.

"Annalise, I am absolutely convinced that you are the chosen one."

Right then, the standing man spoke up.

What!

Serana's gaze sharpened instantly at those words.

"How is that possible!"

A rather young woman's voice rang out. The kneeling figure raised her head, looking utterly shocked.

Of course, someone else was even more shocked than she was.

Serana, the Blood Clan Demigod on a quest to find her family, had gone so stiff she was practically petrified.

That was right. The kneeling woman not only possessed a classic name, but she also had a very familiar face.

Although there was no Statue of Annalise in this room, there was a living Annalise right in front of them.

"Herbert, are you testing my faith?"

At this moment, however, she sounded absolutely nothing like the domineering Progenitor of the Blood Clan. She was just a hesitant young female believer.

"How could I? When I first received this divine oracle, I was even more surprised than you."

The Priest named Herbert sighed deeply, leaning down to help Annalise to her feet.

"But by now, my faith in this revelation has only grown stronger."

"You are the most devout and talented young member of The Church. Didn't you say yourself that you've felt increasingly connected to the moon lately?"

"But that was only as His child... I never imagined the possibility you just described."

So The Church was indeed connected to the Moon Faith?

Did this scene mean that Annalise—known as the Progenitor of the Blood Clan and the symbol of the moon—had originally just been an ordinary follower of the Moon Faith?

Fu Qian quickly pieced together the information they had just learned. It was easy to see that Annalise was extremely bewildered at this moment.

"I understand, but from today onward, you will exist as His reincarnation."

"We will watch over you and serve you until the moment you undergo your complete Awakening."

Herbert looked at Annalise's face, his tone incomparably solemn. A moment later, he actually dropped to his knees before her.

"Of course, considering that it will take time for everyone to accept this, we will keep this information strictly confidential for now."

"Okay... but I really have never heard of such a thing!"

Staring directly at Herbert, Annalise looked incredibly conflicted, unsure whether she should help him up or not.

"Herbert... I'm so confused."

A moment later, she let out a long sigh, though her choice of words was somewhat strange.

...

"What is it?"

Fu Qian had noticed Serana looking absolutely shell-shocked, and he cast her a questioning glance.

"Herbert is the name of the First Blood Clan..."

After a brief hesitation, she finally whispered her answer.

"Ancient Reminiscence is his eye."

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